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href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>413</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/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/CsuTT" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/csutt" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>blogspot/CsuTT</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EARno_cSp7ImA9WhRUEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-4983948521102842329</id><published>2012-01-19T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:47:27.449-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-19T23:47:27.449-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trials" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adoption" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me" /><title>Unexpected Obstacles</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/unexpected-joys.html" target="_blank"&gt;Last week&lt;/a&gt; I wrote about unexpected joys we experienced last year, in response to &lt;a href="http://www.simplemom.net/" target="_blank"&gt;Simple Mom's&lt;/a&gt; annual "&lt;a href="http://simplemom.net/20-questions-for-reflecting-on-your-2011/?doing_wp_cron=1327044869" target="_blank"&gt;20 Questions for a New Year's Eve Reflection&lt;/a&gt;." &amp;nbsp;Another one of the questions she asked was "what was an unexpected obstacle you faced?" and I wanted to share a little bit about my answer to that question.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last year started out hard, as we were entering the 2nd half of Micah's kindergarten year. &amp;nbsp;He was doing fine in school, but I was struggling with &lt;a href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2010/11/update-on-micah.html" target="_blank"&gt;certain aspects&lt;/a&gt; of it that affected my health and my emotions in a big way. &amp;nbsp;Some days I still have a hard time wrapping my mind around that situation and why God would have allowed it. &amp;nbsp;I did learn that life is not all about me, but about Him. &amp;nbsp;He put people (adults) in my life through that situation that I feel were divine appointments from Him - these were people who needed to see Jesus in someone's life, and our relationships continue to this day. &amp;nbsp;That year was also &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt; for Micah. &amp;nbsp;True, he did not learn a lot. But if he started out his education having fun and looking forward to each day, I can be happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are now in a new classroom with a new teacher, and we love her. &amp;nbsp;She has been amazing for Micah and I wish we could have her every year! &amp;nbsp;Through that whole experience I also learned that many hard situations are just &lt;i&gt;seasons&lt;/i&gt;, and things &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; change.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another obstacle we faced last year was from January through March. &amp;nbsp;For two months, our family was &lt;a href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/01/sickies.html" target="_blank"&gt;extremely sick&lt;/a&gt; - we dealt with 2 bouts of pneumonia and I had strep throat twice. &amp;nbsp;For almost 6 weeks I could not talk above a whisper and was laid up in bed. &amp;nbsp;I remember just crying asking God, "Why is this happening?" &amp;nbsp;Those two months held a lot of silence for me, and a lot of listening. &amp;nbsp;They were painful, but God and I had a lot of conversations that I still hold deep in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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In June of 2011, I got the devastating news that my best friend's adoption had fallen through. She and her family had driven from California to Oklahoma, held their adopted newborn baby in their arms for 11 days, and then the birth mother changed her mind and took the baby back. &amp;nbsp;This was one of the biggest shocks she had ever experienced, and I felt helpless from thousands of miles away. &amp;nbsp;My heart ached for her in the deepest way, and every thought was consumed with how she was doing. &amp;nbsp;As they made the long trek home, they were welcomed home by a group of their closest friends. &amp;nbsp;During the time they were gone, we came together and redid the baby's room, putting up a "yarn tree" with colorful leaves that had Scripture promises written for them by their family and friends. &amp;nbsp;We sat in the baby's room and cried together. &amp;nbsp;It was a precious moment that I will never forget. &amp;nbsp;Another unexpected obstacle, but rich with love and mercy. &lt;br /&gt;
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Also in June, a young single mother came into our life and into our home. &amp;nbsp;We took care of her and her son for a little while, and I worked tirelessly to find her a job and a place to live. The situation felt completely hopeless and got worse every day. &amp;nbsp;One morning I received a phone call that a family at church wanted to take her and her baby in, and she has been living there ever since. She has an amazing full-time job now and is doing well. &amp;nbsp;During those few months that we were helping her, I truly could not see the light at the end of the tunnel. Once again I was challenged to trust God, and He did not fail us.&lt;br /&gt;
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All of these obstacles seemed like impossible mountains to climb. &amp;nbsp;None of them felt like they were ever going to end. &amp;nbsp;But again, looking back I see that everything is a season, and God is faithful to carry us through! Why do we doubt Him when He proves Himself over and over again?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Even if we feel nothing good came out of a painful situation, we know that God is always working everything together for His good, even if it is a deep, dark corner of our soul that needs healing and repair.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't know what obstacles 2012 will hold for us. Yet looking back at last year proves to me again that even if we face trials, they are just for a season, and God is faithful. &amp;nbsp; What is an obstacle you faced last year that taught you about God's faithfulness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-4983948521102842329?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/7IBR5zynWBk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/4983948521102842329/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/unexpected-obstacles.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4983948521102842329?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4983948521102842329?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/7IBR5zynWBk/unexpected-obstacles.html" title="Unexpected Obstacles" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULqRw8Otysg/TxkaaIu9t8I/AAAAAAAACMw/vQxkbr1lcHA/s72-c/322671098-82f2fad8596a468a85064569f742b0e1.4df94e88-scaled.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/unexpected-obstacles.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8BRX09fyp7ImA9WhRVFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-4036319990719345806</id><published>2012-01-13T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T21:10:54.367-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T21:10:54.367-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="television shows" /><title>Top 10 Favorite Shows</title><content type="html">Do you remember what your favorite television shows were when you were a kid, a teenager, and a young adult? &amp;nbsp;What are your favorite shows now? &amp;nbsp;I thought it would be fun to remember back, and take a look at how the shows we watch represent what is happening in our lives at the time. &amp;nbsp;To this day whenever I see one of these shows, I am transported back in time, and easily remember the feelings I had when I first watched it. It is funny how emotionally attached we become to shows, and how devastated we become when they end. &amp;nbsp;Here are my top 10 favorite shows (and believe me, there were &lt;i&gt;many &lt;/i&gt;contenders for the top 10!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Childhood (I was an 80's child) -&lt;br /&gt;
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1. &lt;b&gt;Little House on the Prairie&lt;/b&gt; - I was Laura for Halloween at least 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roadtoavonlea.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Avonlea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- This was a show on the Disney Channel which was based on the Anne of Green Gables books. It was such a great show, and for years I wanted to name my future daughter Felicity. &amp;nbsp;(That was solidified even more when the actual show &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0134247/" target="_blank"&gt;Felicity&lt;/a&gt; came out!)&lt;br /&gt;
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3. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saved_by_the_Bell" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saved By the Bell&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- I had a huge crush on Zach. &amp;nbsp;Mario's turned out pretty nice though :)&lt;br /&gt;
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4. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wonder_Years" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Wonder Years&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- You might assume that I chose my blog name based on the show, but really, I didn't. &amp;nbsp;Although I did love that show! &amp;nbsp;(&lt;a href="http://www.wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2007/12/wonder-years.html" target="_blank"&gt;The blog name&lt;/a&gt; was chosen after I took a picture of Micah and saw the wonder in his eyes looking up at the sky).&lt;br /&gt;
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5. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Felicity_(TV_series)" target="_blank"&gt;Felicity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - I&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;still think she should have chosen Noel!&lt;br /&gt;
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6. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Everwood" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everwood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;- Incredible cast, incredible storylines. I seriously loved this show.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alias_(TV_series)" target="_blank"&gt;Alias&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&lt;/b&gt; I never missed one episode of this show. &amp;nbsp;I lived vicariously through Sydney Bristow!&lt;br /&gt;
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8. &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/shows/lost" target="_blank"&gt;Lost&lt;/a&gt; - The third show I loved from JJ Abrams (Felicity and Alias were also his shows). Again, never missed an episode. We even visited the filming location when we went to Hawaii. &amp;nbsp;The series finale was LAME - anyone else agree? &amp;nbsp;(Can you tell I'm still bitter?)&lt;br /&gt;
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9. &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/parenthood/" target="_blank"&gt;Parenthood &lt;/a&gt;- Currently my favorite show on television. &amp;nbsp;Amazing cast, and amazing writers. If you have not seen this show yet, you MUST watch it. &amp;nbsp;I beg you. Stop what you are doing and watch episodes &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/parenthood/" target="_blank"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt;. Then TIVO it. &amp;nbsp;You will love it.&lt;br /&gt;
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10. &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/up-all-night/" target="_blank"&gt;Up All Night &lt;/a&gt;- Hilarious new comedy; makes me laugh until I cry. &amp;nbsp;If you like Up All Night, you'll love Parenthood :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Okay, what are your top 10 favorite shows? &amp;nbsp;I know that's a lot to think about, so leave me a comment with at least 1!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-4036319990719345806?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/ZN2PraDha1s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/4036319990719345806/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/top-10-favorite-shows.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4036319990719345806?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4036319990719345806?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/ZN2PraDha1s/top-10-favorite-shows.html" title="Top 10 Favorite Shows" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MguoADkE1_I/TxEHHME_I2I/AAAAAAAACLY/aeQcGSPv0BY/s72-c/lilhouse6.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/top-10-favorite-shows.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IMQX44cCp7ImA9WhRVFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-7586294814425874432</id><published>2012-01-13T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:39:40.038-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T16:39:40.038-08:00</app:edited><title>Guest Post</title><content type="html">Check out my guest post today over at &lt;a href="http://personalfitcoach.com/healthy-breakfast-for-kids/" target="_blank"&gt;Personal Fitness Coach&lt;/a&gt; about Creating a Healthy Breakfast for Your Kids!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://personalfitcoach.com/healthy-breakfast-for-kids/"&gt;http://personalfitcoach.com/healthy-breakfast-for-kids/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-7586294814425874432?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/ydslpBCmpjU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/7586294814425874432/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/guest-post.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/7586294814425874432?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/7586294814425874432?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/ydslpBCmpjU/guest-post.html" title="Guest Post" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/guest-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMARnw4fyp7ImA9WhRVEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-1513378628540351265</id><published>2012-01-08T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T21:54:07.237-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-08T21:54:07.237-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me" /><title>Unexpected Joys</title><content type="html">Earlier today I sat down and typed up a blog post, and after 30 minutes of re-writing and editing, hit "publish." &amp;nbsp;But something happened and the entire post was deleted. &amp;nbsp;It was about some answers I had written to &lt;a href="http://www.simplemom.net/" target="_blank"&gt;SimpleMom's&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;a href="http://simplemom.net/20-questions-for-reflecting-on-your-2011/" target="_blank"&gt;20 Questions for a New Year's Eve Reflection&lt;/a&gt;" (which I highly recommend you download and complete - awesome stuff).&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, one of her questions was "What was an unexpected joy this past year?" &amp;nbsp;I thought long and hard about this one. &amp;nbsp;What kept coming to the forefront of my mind, however, was this one Saturday morning in July. &amp;nbsp;We were &lt;a href="http://www.wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation-memories.html" target="_blank"&gt;on vacation&lt;/a&gt; in Morro Bay with our close friends, and found out that some mutual friends of ours were camping right down the street. Morro Bay is about 5-6 hours from where we live, so the fact we were all there at the same time was just awesome. One morning I was able to sneak out with two of my closest friends, Anna and April. &amp;nbsp;We had coffee, chatted about life, and went thrift store shopping. &amp;nbsp;Those 3 hours were one of the best "unexpected joys" that I had all year.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why did that moment stick out in my mind so much? &amp;nbsp; I think it's because friendship revives the soul, brings encouragement when we are weary, and comforts us in the deepest way. &amp;nbsp;To laugh with friends has to be one of the greatest gifts. &amp;nbsp;To connect with people who have known you for over 15 years is a special treat. &amp;nbsp;You know you can be yourself, flaws and all, and be loved. &lt;br /&gt;
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Then I thought about the other unexpected joys this past year, and they all involved friends or family... &lt;br /&gt;
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My best friend Heather's 35th &lt;a href="http://www.wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/09/pinterest-party.html" target="_blank"&gt;surprise birthday party&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;
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My sister's engagement and surprise engagement party...&lt;br /&gt;
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And even coffee dates, phone calls, letters in the mail, and even Facebook posts were all little moments - unexpected joys.&lt;br /&gt;
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There were unexpected obstacles as well (which I'll write about later), but these unexpected joys are things that we need to hold on to, especially to carry us through dark times. &amp;nbsp;Friendship is hard work; it takes time, energy, investment. &amp;nbsp;But when we work at it, it reaps us the most amazing rewards. &lt;br /&gt;
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This year, I'll be seeking more ways that I can be an unexpected joy in someone else's life. &amp;nbsp;Whether through a word of encouragement, a card in the mail, a phone call, or just spending time together, I know how much it blesses my own life, and I hope to bless others in this way as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-1513378628540351265?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/YGAJ_HPA9Gc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/1513378628540351265/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/unexpected-joys.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/1513378628540351265?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/1513378628540351265?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/YGAJ_HPA9Gc/unexpected-joys.html" title="Unexpected Joys" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nT6P8wTBXHA/Twp-pxi2cXI/AAAAAAAACK4/WVx7665Ul3A/s72-c/MB315.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/unexpected-joys.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QMQXw4eCp7ImA9WhRWFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-2504801478060774334</id><published>2012-01-03T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T17:43:00.230-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-03T17:43:00.230-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Faith" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="change" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="growth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me" /><title>Change</title><content type="html">January 1st came and went, and I've barely had time to stop and reflect on 2011 yet. &amp;nbsp;These past 2 weeks flew by so fast, and we had so much activity going on, that all my free time was just spent catching up on much-needed sleep! &amp;nbsp;I'm so thankful for the time we had together as a family and with friends. &lt;br /&gt;
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These past 3 days have been the hardest; getting back into the daily schedule and starting school again. &lt;br /&gt;
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In the midst of all of that, yesterday I started a new job! &amp;nbsp;I'd been looking for something for over a month, and just the right opportunity came along. I'll be working as an administrative assistant for a counseling center, part-time there and part-time at home, and only about 10 hours a week.&lt;br /&gt;
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It has been an exciting week, but also draining, and I feel those familiar body aches and sore throat that signal I have been a bit stressed and need to recoop for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today I was thinking about change, and how even when change is good, it can be hard.&lt;br /&gt;
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In December our church consolidated with another church - a huge change. We are now meeting at a new building, have different service times, different responsibilities, and are meeting a lot of new people. &amp;nbsp;Good, but hard.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday I went to work and felt good about it, but today felt more emotional. &amp;nbsp;I realize that this is my last "semester" with Jaden at home before he enters Kindergarten. &amp;nbsp;I cherish my times with him. Although I need to work (and want to), there is a little twinge of guilt every time I leave him. &amp;nbsp;Sure, he's in school on the mornings I work, but I've always been the one to drop him off and pick him up, and I won't always be able to do that now. &amp;nbsp;Again, good change, but hard.&lt;br /&gt;
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The past two weeks we cleaned up a lot and got rid of Jaden's old car seats. We officially bumped him up into a booster seat, and he loves it. &amp;nbsp;Just a small change, but it reminds us that he is growing up and leaving the baby stage behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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As my boys are leaving my side a little more these days, I see that we are entering a brand new stage. &amp;nbsp;A stage that is good, but hard. &amp;nbsp;It is always hard to watch your babies grow up and need you a little bit less.&lt;br /&gt;
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The next two months I'll be &lt;a href="http://www.wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-adventures.html" target="_blank"&gt;focused on working and preparing&lt;/a&gt; for the &lt;a href="http://www.rewriteconference.com/UYmWN/" target="_blank"&gt;Re:Write Conference&lt;/a&gt; in March. &amp;nbsp;I'm finishing a book proposal and entering a writing contest, and it is taking a ton of energy and focus. &amp;nbsp;Good, but hard!&lt;br /&gt;
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We are only 3 days into 2012 and I see that this is already a year of change and growth. &amp;nbsp;This is really interesting, because last December &lt;a href="http://www.wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-inward-resolves.html" target="_blank"&gt;I wrote about&lt;/a&gt; how I saw 2011 as a year of change. &amp;nbsp;It was a year of change, but 2012 might be even more of that! &lt;br /&gt;
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What change are you currently going through and how are you feeling about it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-2504801478060774334?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/NlPiWKzHQz8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/2504801478060774334/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/change.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/2504801478060774334?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/2504801478060774334?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/NlPiWKzHQz8/change.html" title="Change" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2012/01/change.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQBQnYycSp7ImA9WhRWEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-7234994936549533412</id><published>2011-12-29T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:09:13.899-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-29T17:09:13.899-08:00</app:edited><title>Funny Moment</title><content type="html">I just had to share this quick, funny moment that happened tonight. I gave Jaden a Quaker granola bar, and on the wrapper was a picture of Nick Jonas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jaden asked, "Mommy, if I eat this, will it make me blind?"&lt;br /&gt;
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I replied, "Um, no honey. Why would you think that?"&lt;br /&gt;
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He handed me the wrapper and said, "Look at his eyes. &amp;nbsp;It looks like he is blind!" &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;
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We have told them that Santa Claus was a real person a long time ago (Saint Nicholas), but he's in heaven now and so we just pretend that Santa comes into our homes and brings us gifts. &amp;nbsp;We have told them that Santa is a man in a costume. We have told them that mommy and daddy put presents out in the night. &amp;nbsp;But these kids, they &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to believe in Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, when Micah asked for a really expensive Star Wars toy for Christmas and I said we couldn't get it this year, he replied, "Santa can get it, mom. He can get anything." &amp;nbsp;Hmmmmm.... not sure what to do with that. &amp;nbsp;When I told Micah he was only getting 3 presents, because that's how many Jesus got, he replied, "No, mom. Santa gets me 3, and you get me 3." &amp;nbsp;No pressure.&lt;br /&gt;
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As the day came closer, their belief in Santa seemed to grow, too. &amp;nbsp; They talked about him every day. &amp;nbsp;Jaden wanted to walk by him at the mall, but wouldn't let me get close to him. &amp;nbsp;Jaden started to ask me questions, too, and I found myself waffling - backtracking, if you will. &amp;nbsp;"Mommy, how will Santa get into our house since we don't have a chimney?" &amp;nbsp;I heard myself say, "Well, he's magic, so he just comes in through the back door and doesn't even have to open it." &amp;nbsp;Um, what did I just say?!&lt;br /&gt;
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Their excitement was building as Christmas Eve approached. &amp;nbsp;We tried to avoid the topic of Santa, but the boys kept wanting to talk about him! &amp;nbsp;On Christmas Eve, we put the boys to bed around 8pm. &amp;nbsp;Jaden got out of bed every 5 minutes- I kept seeing his shadow on the wall - and he whispered, "I'm waiting for Santa!" &amp;nbsp;At 10:30pm, as I was watching television, I jumped out of my skin as I saw something moving under the piano bench. It was Jaden, trying to fall asleep under the piano so he could catch a glimpse of the man in the red suit.&lt;br /&gt;
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At that moment, I totally caved. &amp;nbsp;I went and got the milk and cookies and put them on the piano bench. Then I went and typed up a letter to each boy, on the computer using homemade "Santa Letterhead", about how they had both been good boys but needed to remember that Jesus was the reason for the season. &amp;nbsp;Martin took bites out of the cookies and we went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the morning, Jaden could not contain his excitement. At 7am we heard him running through the house yelling, "Santa came! Santa came!" &amp;nbsp;We opened presents and then I read the letters. &amp;nbsp;Jaden asked, "How did he know those things?!" &amp;nbsp;He held up a half-bitten cookie and asked if he could eat it. &amp;nbsp;Micah said, "Eww! Those have Santa's germs on them!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Even though the kids recognized the wrapping paper, and all the gifts said "From, Dad and Mom", they still want to believe. &amp;nbsp;And I have to admit, it is a lot of fun. &amp;nbsp;As long as they know the true reason for Christmas, which they do, we decided to embrace their joy and passion for Santa this year. &amp;nbsp;It may have been last minute, but we came around :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-3521256578300498430?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/mZ_Rg9IYX8Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/3521256578300498430/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/magic-of-christmas.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/3521256578300498430?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/3521256578300498430?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/mZ_Rg9IYX8Q/magic-of-christmas.html" title="The Magic of Christmas" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPWrLIMH_Sw/Tvl_oibpqlI/AAAAAAAACJ0/inaUMFiG6xE/s72-c/IMG_6034.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/magic-of-christmas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYHRH05cCp7ImA9WhRXFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-4973942235607103710</id><published>2011-12-20T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T20:02:15.328-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-20T20:02:15.328-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cooking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><title>Last Minute Christmas Recipes</title><content type="html">This year we had 9 Christmas get-togethers to attend, and in the end I will have made a total of 12 dishes - Yikes! &amp;nbsp;I've been searching for new and different (but easy) recipes to make this year and thought I'd pass on a few. &amp;nbsp;Hope this helps if you're looking for some last minute recipe ideas!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Appetizer -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Czka7s3Ym3Q/TvFWK_c4i_I/AAAAAAAACIk/7vgcbOh9TIk/s1600/dsc_00021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Czka7s3Ym3Q/TvFWK_c4i_I/AAAAAAAACIk/7vgcbOh9TIk/s320/dsc_00021.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://connectere.wordpress.com/2010/11/27/cranberry-lime-salsa/" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red/Green Tortilla Chips with &lt;a href="http://misspriss.org/2010/11/20/more-thanksgiving-cranberry-lime-salsa/" target="_blank"&gt;Cranberry Lime Salsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This recipe was easy and fast to make, and met with rave reviews. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrKOHGLM_uY/TvFW0RUbufI/AAAAAAAACIs/36EQ1cb295I/s1600/Panera_SpinArtichokeDip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrKOHGLM_uY/TvFW0RUbufI/AAAAAAAACIs/36EQ1cb295I/s1600/Panera_SpinArtichokeDip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/spinach-and-artichoke-dip/detail.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Spinach Artichoke Dip&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorites; serve it up warm in a bread bowl - so yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main Dish-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZdS-fi8C-E/TvFXELadkFI/AAAAAAAACI0/Krv5m5-wwfE/s1600/354796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZdS-fi8C-E/TvFXELadkFI/AAAAAAAACI0/Krv5m5-wwfE/s1600/354796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.costco.com/Browse/Product.aspx?Prodid=11320169&amp;amp;whse=bc&amp;amp;topnav=&amp;amp;cat=58967&amp;amp;hierPath=33130*&amp;amp;lang=en-US" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a smoked ham from &lt;a href="http://www.costco.com/Browse/Product.aspx?Prodid=11320169&amp;amp;whse=bc&amp;amp;topnav=&amp;amp;cat=58967&amp;amp;hierPath=33130*&amp;amp;lang=en-US" target="_blank"&gt;Costco&lt;/a&gt; this year and it was really good. Definitely a good substitute for HoneyBaked Ham since that will run you about $80+, and Costco's was about $22.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AjakzM8ZmGs/TvFX3DYkunI/AAAAAAAACJE/iKrzsdTB6wI/s1600/Chicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AjakzM8ZmGs/TvFX3DYkunI/AAAAAAAACJE/iKrzsdTB6wI/s320/Chicken.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/costco%20chicken%20tamales/artnsoul/Yums/Chicken.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also purchased chicken tamales from Costco and they were really good. &amp;nbsp;Another good main dish if you don't want to slave over the stove for hours. &amp;nbsp;They are not homemade but do taste like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Side Dish-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dmAYMeZJOkQ/TvFYUTdLSPI/AAAAAAAACJM/hJigs6vVA7E/s1600/438963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dmAYMeZJOkQ/TvFYUTdLSPI/AAAAAAAACJM/hJigs6vVA7E/s1600/438963.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allrecipes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/awesome-and-easy-creamy-corn-casserole/detail.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Corn Casserole&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easy and people love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dessert-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89mNqmkjtUE/TvFY_o-9DnI/AAAAAAAACJU/Z5mBrpio-0I/s1600/100064422940267084_w5UEwXz7_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89mNqmkjtUE/TvFY_o-9DnI/AAAAAAAACJU/Z5mBrpio-0I/s320/100064422940267084_w5UEwXz7_c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://glorioustreats.blogspot.com/2011/03/fudge-mint-brownies-recipe.html" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://glorioustreats.blogspot.com/2011/03/fudge-mint-brownies-recipe.html" target="_blank"&gt;Andes Mint Brownies&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW. I have made these twice and had a lot of people ask for the recipe. &amp;nbsp;If you are in a rush and want to simplify this recipe, instead of making the first layer (brownies) from scratch, you could buy a mix of dark chocolate brownies and that would work too. Then make the second and third layers from the recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-620PA9O-V5w/TvFZht-NaCI/AAAAAAAACJc/9hfuiot-EI0/s1600/pa1a01_cake1_lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-620PA9O-V5w/TvFZht-NaCI/AAAAAAAACJc/9hfuiot-EI0/s320/pa1a01_cake1_lg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/pumpkin-gooey-butter-cakes-recipe/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/pumpkin-gooey-butter-cakes-recipe/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;Pumpkin Gooey Butter Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This recipe has been on my blog before, but this one is always a winner! &amp;nbsp;A great substitute for pumpkin pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you need more recipes, you can visit my past blog post on &lt;a href="http://www.wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-recipes.html" target="_blank"&gt;Christmas recipes here&lt;/a&gt;, or follow my recipe board on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/jmebowman/recipes1/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks for stopping by and Happy Cooking!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-4973942235607103710?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/ayeFxUYLnZE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/4973942235607103710/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-minute-christmas-recipes.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4973942235607103710?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4973942235607103710?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/ayeFxUYLnZE/last-minute-christmas-recipes.html" title="Last Minute Christmas Recipes" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Czka7s3Ym3Q/TvFWK_c4i_I/AAAAAAAACIk/7vgcbOh9TIk/s72-c/dsc_00021.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-minute-christmas-recipes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEACSXY6fCp7ImA9WhRQGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-6840401220237561342</id><published>2011-12-13T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T20:26:08.814-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-13T20:26:08.814-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Motherhood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="do-it-yourself" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="encouragement" /><title>Sing.</title><content type="html">I made myself a Christmas gift today. It cost $2.&lt;br /&gt;
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I purchased a photo frame pendant from &lt;a href="http://www.joann.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Joann's&lt;/a&gt; and, instead of a photo, I wanted to put a word inside. Recently I was given a huge box of old sheet music, so I searched for just the right word to put inside of the frame. &amp;nbsp;The word I chose was "Sing."&lt;br /&gt;
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Today I did not feel like singing. It was one of those &lt;i&gt;Mom Days&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;You know... "Mommmyyyyyyy!!!" attached to lots of crying and whining. &lt;br /&gt;
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There are blogs out there that make you feel like a failure as a mother, because they portray life as perfect and fine and dandy, and you wonder what in the world you are doing wrong. &amp;nbsp;I really hope this blog doesn't make you feel that way. I have always tried to be honest about things, how hard being a mom is, how my boys drive me nuts sometimes, and how there are days I just want to stay in bed with the covers over my head. &amp;nbsp;Today was that day.&lt;br /&gt;
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I seriously feel like my boys don't want to have fun. &lt;u&gt;Ever&lt;/u&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Both of them hate doing fun things, and I'm not kidding. &amp;nbsp;Go to a theme park? &amp;nbsp;Chances are, they'll cry about it. &amp;nbsp;Go to a birthday party? &amp;nbsp;They will definitely moan about it and then not participate &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Go to a park? &amp;nbsp;No thanks! &amp;nbsp;Go to a fun store with mommy? &amp;nbsp;Yeah, right! &amp;nbsp;Do a craft? &amp;nbsp;Oh please! &amp;nbsp;What are we doing wrong here? &amp;nbsp;I feel like they came out of the womb with a "just leave me alone" sign strapped to their heads.&lt;br /&gt;
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After school is just the best part of the day. Micah comes home, and the boys begin getting all of their pent up anger out for the entire day. &amp;nbsp;They chase each other around the house, one screaming and the other crying. &amp;nbsp;Someone inevitably runs into a wall and gets hurt, and then tries to hit the other one for &lt;i&gt;making&lt;/i&gt; him run into that wall. &amp;nbsp;For 2 hours I am basically trying to calm them down. &amp;nbsp;After about 18 time-outs, they usually end up sitting on their bed until dinner time. &amp;nbsp;Fun times, people!&lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight there were tears about the bath not being long enough, about what pajamas to wear, about the fact we were only reading 2 books instead of 3, about wanting more food to eat, and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;
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What in the world does this have to do with my necklace, you ask? &lt;br /&gt;
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For one thing, I think we mothers need to do nice things for ourselves once in awhile. Even if they only cost $2. &lt;br /&gt;
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Secondly, we need something that will always remind us to have perspective. &amp;nbsp;Yes, today was a bad day. &amp;nbsp;I should still find something I can sing about. &amp;nbsp;I know that tomorrow after school will likely have challenges. &amp;nbsp;How can I find something to sing about in that time? &amp;nbsp;I'm not trying to be unrealistic - I'm just trying to not kill myself sometimes. &amp;nbsp;(Not really, don't freak out). &amp;nbsp;And that necklace? &amp;nbsp;Well, today I kept grabbing it with my hand and just holding it. &amp;nbsp;Jesus is the real one who calms me down, but that necklace somehow helped me to stay focused today. &lt;br /&gt;
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In every moment, I need to find something that I can sing about - even if it is just, "Help me, Lord Jesus!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-6840401220237561342?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/lRPEBnsaPNw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/6840401220237561342/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/sing.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/6840401220237561342?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/6840401220237561342?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/lRPEBnsaPNw/sing.html" title="Sing." /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HftF3akh_OM/Tugjxv--k6I/AAAAAAAACII/kh5UtOkH4qE/s72-c/necklace.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/sing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4FR34-fCp7ImA9WhRQFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-5722312955044662420</id><published>2011-12-10T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T16:55:16.054-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-10T16:55:16.054-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crafts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pinterest" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="do-it-yourself" /><title>{Pinterest} You Know You're a Pinner If....</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Beautiful, fun, addictive - it's a like a video game for women. &amp;nbsp;Only now men are catching on too. &amp;nbsp;If you're not sure what Pinterest is, it is a giant bulletin board of all of your favorite things from the web in one place. &amp;nbsp;Yet it's more than that - it's the "best of the best" from the web: recipes, decorating ideas, crafts, fun ideas for kids, quotes, and hundreds of more good things. &amp;nbsp;You can create your own boards of things you're interested in, and then "pin" photos to your boards. This way everything you like is in one place, on one site, and categorized well.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many fun things to do on Pinterest that it can start taking over your life - in a good way, of course. &amp;nbsp;Here is my Top 10 list (in David Letterman-style) of things you probably do if you're on &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/jmebowman" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;You Know You're a Pinner If....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;You have 5 sweaters missing arms because you've decided to make boot leg warmers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lfGrVYeOPPY/TuOQa8aiNzI/AAAAAAAACGg/KSFLPG_SXY0/s1600/265712446734418745_ady5COSF_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lfGrVYeOPPY/TuOQa8aiNzI/AAAAAAAACGg/KSFLPG_SXY0/s320/265712446734418745_ady5COSF_c.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madebylex.com/2011/10/how-to-make-leg-warmers-or-boot-socks.html" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;You have hot glue scars all over your hands, but tell everyone they are from Pinterest and wear them proudly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGEqgo-qbFM/TuORhyQeDPI/AAAAAAAACGo/BNC4RDzy808/s1600/hot+glue+bow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGEqgo-qbFM/TuORhyQeDPI/AAAAAAAACGo/BNC4RDzy808/s320/hot+glue+bow.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://missloviecreations.blogspot.com/2011/08/embellished-gift-bags-tutorial.html" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;You are on some kind of 30 Day Fitness Plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZO8_fNdy54/TuORtZTyg7I/AAAAAAAACGw/jmyIOyEyKdQ/s1600/189916297_BjMWRr3w_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZO8_fNdy54/TuORtZTyg7I/AAAAAAAACGw/jmyIOyEyKdQ/s320/189916297_BjMWRr3w_c.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://health-girl.tumblr.com/page/63" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;You are looking cuter than usual lately!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTWjGc3HJRM/TuOS-xrM9cI/AAAAAAAACG4/snQNFnu56ag/s1600/2885187230867524_GzIC2fy3_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTWjGc3HJRM/TuOS-xrM9cI/AAAAAAAACG4/snQNFnu56ag/s320/2885187230867524_GzIC2fy3_c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=38666965" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;Suddenly you're the best cook on the block!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7g8gr43z64/TuOXIi9OBbI/AAAAAAAACHQ/AdC1rlRRFss/s1600/2885187230809827_6YkJM0rI_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7g8gr43z64/TuOXIi9OBbI/AAAAAAAACHQ/AdC1rlRRFss/s1600/2885187230809827_6YkJM0rI_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/tuscan-pasta-with-tomato-basil-cream-10000001646355/" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;You have bags under your eyes and repeat in your sleep, "Just. One. More. Pin!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VZDPurG79Xs/TuPPwB6D_vI/AAAAAAAACHo/9S2IZ7JJbLw/s1600/139470919679672903_U8gLP5Fb_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VZDPurG79Xs/TuPPwB6D_vI/AAAAAAAACHo/9S2IZ7JJbLw/s1600/139470919679672903_U8gLP5Fb_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.martawrites.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;7. You check Pinterest before Google!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;(I just had to post this one - too funny) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7riKOqiS1mg/TuPM23wwHII/AAAAAAAACHY/X20EA3dEyiY/s1600/27162403972192395_oYaWK60Y_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7riKOqiS1mg/TuPM23wwHII/AAAAAAAACHY/X20EA3dEyiY/s320/27162403972192395_oYaWK60Y_c.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parentsshouldnttext.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;8. &amp;nbsp;You have pallets lying around "just for fun."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzbnJvqzHSU/TuPOirssQGI/AAAAAAAACHg/eftUqc8Fbag/s1600/IMG_5891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzbnJvqzHSU/TuPOirssQGI/AAAAAAAACHg/eftUqc8Fbag/s320/IMG_5891.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;9. &amp;nbsp;You have at least 2 projects in your house made out of burlap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOZrn-lxQrc/TrA4-Gz5p_I/AAAAAAAACBg/OZlqokARCYU/s1600/IMG_5657.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOZrn-lxQrc/TrA4-Gz5p_I/AAAAAAAACBg/OZlqokARCYU/s320/IMG_5657.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/burlap-wreath.html" target="_blank"&gt;Burlap Wreath Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;10. 30 days ago you had never sewed, and now you're Martha Stewart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFBvVghf4vE/TuOTRDxfCKI/AAAAAAAACHA/UFAlCcJCqPM/s1600/2885187230831418_UoC9Anyd_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFBvVghf4vE/TuOTRDxfCKI/AAAAAAAACHA/UFAlCcJCqPM/s320/2885187230831418_UoC9Anyd_c.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://barefootinthekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-to-hem-jeans-in-3-easy-steps.html" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What would you add to the list? &amp;nbsp;;) &amp;nbsp;If you are not on Pinterest and would like an invite, leave a comment with your email and I'll be sure to send you an invite. Sometimes that is faster than requesting to join yourself. &amp;nbsp;If you'd like to follow me on Pinterest, you can do so &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/jmebowman" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for visiting, and "Happy Pinning!"&lt;br /&gt;
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(Here's a prettier version if you want to "Pin It"!)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bWEk4wr7Ec4/TuP_a6H3ZZI/AAAAAAAACIA/CTR0TfJmCu8/s1600/+Pinterest+Blog2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bWEk4wr7Ec4/TuP_a6H3ZZI/AAAAAAAACIA/CTR0TfJmCu8/s320/+Pinterest+Blog2.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/6445265502231574973-5722312955044662420?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/7lt9qKmzOEM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/5722312955044662420/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/pinterest-you-know-youre-pinner-if.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5722312955044662420?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5722312955044662420?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/7lt9qKmzOEM/pinterest-you-know-youre-pinner-if.html" title="{Pinterest} You Know You're a Pinner If...." /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lfGrVYeOPPY/TuOQa8aiNzI/AAAAAAAACGg/KSFLPG_SXY0/s72-c/265712446734418745_ady5COSF_c.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/pinterest-you-know-youre-pinner-if.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4BSXY9cCp7ImA9WhRQFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-5295386860968523854</id><published>2011-12-08T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:35:58.868-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-08T21:35:58.868-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="speaking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ministry" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing" /><title>New Adventures</title><content type="html">It's been awhile since I've been over here at The Wonder Years, and I miss it! &amp;nbsp;I have a few blog posts in the works so please don't give up and keep checking in! &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;
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As many of you know, I decided to end my photography business this summer. &amp;nbsp;After 6 years, I just felt it was time for a change. &amp;nbsp;When photo shoots start giving you high blood pressure and make you have nightmares, you know you need to take a break. &amp;nbsp;I still greatly enjoy editing, but the photo shoots just became un-enjoyable after so long. &lt;br /&gt;
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As I've been praying about what to do next, I picked up a small side job as an Event Coordinator for a small insurance company. It's only 4-8 hours &lt;i&gt;every other&lt;/i&gt; month, so it is not much, but still fun. &amp;nbsp;For a few hours I get to put my business-attire and pretend I'm an executive. Sort of. &lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, what is really exciting me is that I've started taking writing more seriously and have been working on a book for the past 6 months. I don't want to reveal the title just yet, but it is a book for stay-at-home moms. &amp;nbsp;Speaking has also been a passion of mine, and I've been praying for more opportunities to speak at local churches and women's groups. &amp;nbsp;A few months ago I launched &lt;a href="http://www.jaimiebowman.com/" target="_blank"&gt;JaimieBowman.com,&lt;/a&gt; which is my promotional (ministry) website for speaking and writing. &amp;nbsp;My blog over there is focused on women in ministry, so if you are passionate about that, please hop on over! &amp;nbsp; I have to admit, it is humbling (and a bit embarrassing) to have a website named after myself and try to promote it. &amp;nbsp;Yet in this digital world, I'm realizing people don't take you very seriously if you don't have these things in place.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm also very excited to be attending (and working at) the &lt;a href="http://www.rewriteconference.com/UYmWN/" target="_blank"&gt;Re:Write Conference&lt;/a&gt;, which will be held in San Diego from March 2-4, 2012. &amp;nbsp;If you are an aspiring writer, you need to attend this conference. Even if you are "just" a blogger, like me, this will give you great tips on how to expand your audience and sharpen your writing skills. The &lt;a href="http://rewriteconference.eventbrite.com/" target="_blank"&gt;normal cost&lt;/a&gt; of the conference (without lodging) is $595, but right now &lt;a href="http://moneysavingmom.com/2011/12/48-hour-giveaway-rewrite-conference-pass-15000-publishing-deal-with-tyndale.html" target="_blank"&gt;Money Saving Mom&lt;/a&gt; is offering a huge discount and you can register for only $199. &lt;br /&gt;
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That's the latest from my neck of the woods! &amp;nbsp;Thanks for checking in. Please feel free to visit my new website at &lt;a href="http://www.jaimiebowman.com/"&gt;www.jaimiebowman.com&lt;/a&gt; and become a follower there too. I greatly appreciate it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-5295386860968523854?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/U0vxjQkbU5Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/5295386860968523854/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-adventures.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5295386860968523854?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5295386860968523854?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/U0vxjQkbU5Y/new-adventures.html" title="New Adventures" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6PkBXsQA3p8/TuGdGGVC1uI/AAAAAAAACGY/ml3TWYZubY4/s72-c/rewrite-speakers.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-adventures.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AHSHsyeip7ImA9WhRRF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-5109638183235064486</id><published>2011-11-30T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T19:55:39.592-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-30T19:55:39.592-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Motherhood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="do-it-yourself" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas" /><title>The Jesse Tree</title><content type="html">Each year I'm looking for creative ways to share the Christmas story with the boys, and I'm so excited about what I found this year. I will be up ALL night tonight preparing for it, but it will be worth it! This is one of those things that will be able to be used for years to come, and maybe even passed down from generation to generation.&lt;br /&gt;
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I got this idea from Ashley at&lt;a href="http://www.thecreativeplace.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; The Creative Place&lt;/a&gt;. I googled "&lt;a href="http://www.thecreativeplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/diy-advent-envelope-mini-book.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mini Advent Book&lt;/a&gt;" and came across her blog, which is amazing! &amp;nbsp; She created this cute Mini Advent Book for her kids, and last night I got started on it myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Unfortunately, my envelopes are not turning out as cute as hers! :) &lt;br /&gt;
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In the process of creating the envelopes for that project, I emailed her last night and she said she is updating the advent book to include the verses from &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2011/11/free-jesse-tree-advent-family-devotional/" target="_blank"&gt;The Jesse Tree&lt;/a&gt;. I first heard about The Jesse Tree last year from Ann Voskamp's blog &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2011/11/free-jesse-tree-advent-family-devotional/" target="_blank"&gt;A Holy Experience&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;However, when I tried to print out the downloadable book, I didn't have enough toner for the 68 pages, and the content seemed &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; over my 3 and 5 year old's heads, so we didn't end up using it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ashley and I were writing about this dilemma and she referred me over to &lt;a href="http://ourjessetree.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;, where the author had simplified the Jesse Tree for younger children. &amp;nbsp;Ashley had a great idea to incorporate the two ideas (the mini advent book &amp;amp; the Jesse Tree), and a new idea was born! &lt;br /&gt;
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Now I'm working all night to finish the envelopes and stuff them with the Scriptures used from &lt;a href="http://www.ourjessetree.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Jesse Tree&lt;/a&gt; blog. &amp;nbsp;Each reading also has a corresponding ornament, so guess where I'm headed tonight? I'm going to be the crazy lady at &lt;a href="http://www.joann.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Joann'&lt;/a&gt;s at 9:30pm! &lt;br /&gt;
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In addition to reading the boys a Scripture passage each night and putting a special ornament on the tree, we're also going to continue a tradition we started last year. &amp;nbsp;I have an old Starbucks advent-calendar "tree" that has 25 boxes. When all of the boxes are turned over, it makes a cute picture.&lt;br /&gt;
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In each of the boxes I put a fun activity that we will do each day during the month of December. &amp;nbsp;My problem is going to be coming up with 25 different activities!! (Enter &lt;a href="http://WWW.PINTEREST.COM/JMEBOWMAN" target="_blank"&gt;PINTEREST&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;
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I think those two projects are going to keep me busy for awhile. &amp;nbsp;Thanks to Ashley at &lt;a href="http://www.thecreativeplace.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Creative Place&lt;/a&gt; and Catherine at &lt;a href="http://www.ourjessetree.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Our Jesse Tree&lt;/a&gt; for the great ideas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-5109638183235064486?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/4Y_IhWFiG9c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/5109638183235064486/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/jesse-tree.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5109638183235064486?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5109638183235064486?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/4Y_IhWFiG9c/jesse-tree.html" title="The Jesse Tree" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2_ZdCMykZ4/Ttb3mAiaZTI/AAAAAAAACGI/yBe_0Dm4rjU/s72-c/1Book.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/jesse-tree.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUDQXw9fip7ImA9WhRRFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-3988101205282025921</id><published>2011-11-27T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:11:10.266-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-27T23:11:10.266-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Parenthood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Thankful Little Hearts</title><content type="html">It's starting to become a Thanksgiving tradition to take our family Christmas pictures on that day (or the day after). &amp;nbsp;This year we ventured outside my parent's house down a little path that is a protected nature habitat. The problem was, Jaden was not happy. &amp;nbsp;To make matters worse, Micah had thrown a tantrum for over 30 minutes before the photos about the fact that we were making him wear jeans, and he wanted to wear shorts. &amp;nbsp;He was still getting over that, so we had 2 very unhappy boys on our hands. &amp;nbsp;PERFECT timing for family Christmas pictures.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I wrote about &lt;a href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/out-of-my-control.html" target="_blank"&gt;yesterday&lt;/a&gt;, this was another one of those things that was just out of my control. &amp;nbsp;After they got running around, they mellowed out a bit. However, Jaden is already tired of having a photographer mama and so he is not amused by my efforts to take even more photos of him.&lt;br /&gt;
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The boys thought it would be funny to mess around during our photo shoot after they had finally calmed down. &amp;nbsp;We got a few cute pictures after bribing them with a treat if they behaved (did I just admit that?), but it was still frustrating at times. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Here is one where they were not listening and decided to run instead of walk with us:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It's funny, if you didn't know the story, you might think this was planned. &amp;nbsp;"How cute! They're running in front of their parents!" NOT CUTE. I am in the background shouting, "Get back here right now! &amp;nbsp;1-2-3!" &amp;nbsp;(Yes, I count too! &amp;nbsp;So sue me) ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Here's another winner:&lt;br /&gt;
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Here's one of Jaden when we told him to "Smile" -&lt;br /&gt;
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And when we told Micah to "Smile"-&lt;br /&gt;
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And then in this one we finally got Jaden to smile (a little), only to have Micah start messing around:&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I wonder if we are the only ones with difficult children. &amp;nbsp;No matter how hard we try, I feel like they get mad, frustrated, talk back, or have attitudes. &amp;nbsp;They also feed off of each other, so one could be in a great mood, only to have the other one spoil it. &amp;nbsp;I think it's good to be honest with each other about these things, because sometimes I read other blogs and feel like I'm the only one whose kids have issues. &amp;nbsp;So, there is some honesty for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another issue we have is at dinner every night when there is a big argument about who gets to PRAY. &amp;nbsp;The boys fight over whose night it is, and before you know it there are tears and time-outs. &amp;nbsp;Tonight I let them each choose 2 nights of the week they can pray, and we will cover the rest. &amp;nbsp;That seemed to work out well. &amp;nbsp; They both pray pretty much the same prayers every night.&lt;br /&gt;
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Micah: &amp;nbsp;"Thank you God for our dinner, and our house, and our cat. &amp;nbsp;Amen."&lt;br /&gt;
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Jaden: &amp;nbsp;"Thank you God for our dinner, and for our house, and our cat, and our driveway. &amp;nbsp;Amen."&lt;br /&gt;
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We always stifle a laugh when he says "driveway" because it's so cute, but tonight I asked him about it. &amp;nbsp;Micah replied, "He thanks God for that because we get to ride our scooters up and down our driveway when we play outside." Jaden nodded affirmatively. &amp;nbsp;It's the little things.&lt;br /&gt;
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It got me thinking - am I thankful for the little things like that? &amp;nbsp;Am I thankful when my boys argue and fight? &amp;nbsp;Am I thankful when they throw tantrums and won't smile for pictures? &amp;nbsp;Am I thankful that they are brothers who love each other still, and have the privilege of growing up together? &amp;nbsp;Am I thankful that even when things aren't going according to plan, they might still be having fun?&lt;br /&gt;
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Am I thankful for the things that normally go unnoticed, like our driveway? &lt;br /&gt;
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I'm thankful that little eyes see things that big eyes don't see, and little hearts feel things that big hearts overlook.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm thankful that even though our photo shoot didn't go as planned, we still had some fun and ended up with smiles on all of our faces. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mama just needs to be thankful, and take a chill pill.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;P.S. A special thank you to my sister for her patience and photography skills!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-3988101205282025921?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/DsIaxVNe33Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/3988101205282025921/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-little-hearts.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/3988101205282025921?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/3988101205282025921?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/DsIaxVNe33Q/thankful-little-hearts.html" title="Thankful Little Hearts" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dTgJ4bJzDCc/TtMvkwm2omI/AAAAAAAACFU/dbt-1_RYFDM/s72-c/IMG_6422.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-little-hearts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YGQns6cSp7ImA9WhRRE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-4372075562272616041</id><published>2011-11-26T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T23:32:03.519-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-26T23:32:03.519-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Faith" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Devotionals" /><title>Out of My Control</title><content type="html">Do you ever feel like God is continually trying to teach you that you are not in control? &amp;nbsp;I am in that season, and it is tough sometimes. &amp;nbsp;It seems like every day I'm faced with some new challenge that reminds me that I am not in control of my life, and I just need to deal with it. &lt;br /&gt;
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Take Thanksgiving day, for instance. I planned ahead and ordered our family meal from &lt;a href="http://www.sprouts.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sprouts&lt;/a&gt; this year. &amp;nbsp;Confirmation letter received, I was to pick up our meal on Thanksgiving Day at 10am. &amp;nbsp;We decided to go as a family to pick it up, but when we arrived we found no cars in the parking lot. &amp;nbsp;"Warning - Warning!!" my mind started to shout. &amp;nbsp;Martin parked the car and I rushed to the front doors. &amp;nbsp;They were locked. &amp;nbsp;Nobody was inside. &amp;nbsp;I stood there for probably five minutes with my face and hands pressed to the glass doors, looking inside for any signs of life. &amp;nbsp;Nothing. &amp;nbsp;Nobody. &lt;br /&gt;
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I walked back to the car, fighting back tears. &amp;nbsp;I was so confused and overwhelmed. &amp;nbsp;Just the thought of having to go to a grocery store and pick up a 12-pound frozen turkey with all the fixin's was enough to make me have a nervous breakdown. &amp;nbsp;We sat in the car and tried to figure out what went wrong. &amp;nbsp;After the 10 minute drive back home, I checked my email again, and then made a phone call to &lt;a href="http://www.henrysmarkets.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Henry's Market&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;The man on the phone read my name and order right back to me, and said it was there waiting for me. &amp;nbsp;Henry's and Sprouts recently merged, and both addresses were on the same street within 1 block from each other. &amp;nbsp;PHEW! &amp;nbsp;I cannot tell you how relieved I was! &lt;br /&gt;
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Back in the car we went, and I just about kissed the deli guy who worked there. &amp;nbsp;I was SO happy! &amp;nbsp;The whole "charade" took about an hour because of driving back and forth to the house. &amp;nbsp;During that time, I felt so helpless, so mad, so frustrated. &amp;nbsp;But it all worked out in the end. &amp;nbsp;Once again, something was out of my control, and I just had to wait. &lt;br /&gt;
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It is a test of character, waiting is. &amp;nbsp;A test of our faith. &amp;nbsp;A test of perseverance and patience.&lt;br /&gt;
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Something else happened out of my control this month. Our church decided to consolidate with another church. &amp;nbsp;That might not be a huge deal to some, but when your husband is one of the &lt;i&gt;pastors&lt;/i&gt; of the church, it is a huge deal. &amp;nbsp;It means his job will be changing a bit, he will have even more responsibility, our time together as a family will be affected. &amp;nbsp;It means that we're leaving our building and the comfortability of the church we've known and loved for 9 years, and we're going somewhere new. &amp;nbsp;Change is hard. &lt;br /&gt;
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It is a test of character, change is. &amp;nbsp;A test of our faith. &amp;nbsp;A test of perseverance and patience.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tomorrow is our last Sunday at our church, before we all move together to the new church. &amp;nbsp;Our "family" of 150 is growing to 350. &amp;nbsp;Our staff of 3 is growing to a staff of 6. &amp;nbsp;The faces I have come to know will be mixed in with 200 faces I don't know. &amp;nbsp;Once again, I'm faced with a situation that is out of my control, and it is scary. &lt;br /&gt;
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I know more situations will come that are out of my control; in fact, this is only 2 of hundreds that have happened this year. &amp;nbsp;But with each situation, I hope and pray that my character is deepening, my patience is growing stronger, my trust is becoming more secure. &lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight I'm thankful that when things feel out of control, I can put my trust in the One who is in control. &lt;br /&gt;
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Whatever situation you are in that is out of your control, take a moment to stop and breathe. With every breath you take, say "I will trust in You." &amp;nbsp;We are learning valuable lessons, and although they are not fun, they are drawing us closer to Him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Psalm 73:28&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"But as for me, it is good to be near God. I have made the Sovereign Lord my refuge; I will tell of all your deeds."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-4372075562272616041?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/_z9huDhEGJ8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/4372075562272616041/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/out-of-my-control.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4372075562272616041?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4372075562272616041?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/_z9huDhEGJ8/out-of-my-control.html" title="Out of My Control" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/out-of-my-control.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YMSHYzeyp7ImA9WhRREE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-5756740906618055123</id><published>2011-11-22T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:06:29.883-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-22T20:06:29.883-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="projects" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thanksgiving" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="do-it-yourself" /><title>Fun Pinterest Projects for Thanksgiving</title><content type="html">Today Micah had to stay home from school since he is sick, and unfortunately he had to miss his Thanksgiving party at school. &amp;nbsp;Now, normally I don't consider myself a crafty person (in the "kid's art" department, anyway), but had recently seen some cute Thanksgiving crafts on &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Here are a few we decided to do today, that were easy and fun to do:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't have the exact supplies that were in the above photo, so improvised with what we had on hand. The boys loved this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our next project was the Pinecone Turkey from this photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This site was so cute!! &amp;nbsp;Instead of crayons, we used pipe cleaners. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDjsb4-iDqg/TsxwoJgn4QI/AAAAAAAACE8/b6ZDBj2vKHU/s1600/IMG_5819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDjsb4-iDqg/TsxwoJgn4QI/AAAAAAAACE8/b6ZDBj2vKHU/s320/IMG_5819.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, we tried! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since I was going to Micah's school to pick up his homework, we decided to make his teacher a Thanksgiving gift. &amp;nbsp;This is what we wanted to make:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I got all the supplies recently at the dollar store, and it cost $4 total (not including the flowers, which I already had). Here's our version:&lt;br /&gt;
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For lunch today, we made "Turkey Sandwiches" - another cute idea I found on Pinterest:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmSOiDR-myg/TsxuYAmsrRI/AAAAAAAACEk/kbkGWbJ8oQY/s1600/114841859217498644_ov8YqAeD_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmSOiDR-myg/TsxuYAmsrRI/AAAAAAAACEk/kbkGWbJ8oQY/s320/114841859217498644_ov8YqAeD_c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/305026184/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://meetthedubiens.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Direct Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's our version :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know it looks like a lot for one day, but each project was so easy and only took about 10 minutes each. Lastly, for dinner I decided to make a brussel sprouts dish I saw on Pinterest. &amp;nbsp;I have never eaten or made &amp;nbsp;brussel sprouts before, but the photo looked good so I thought we'd try it! &amp;nbsp;It was SO GOOD. &amp;nbsp;The boys didn't touch it, of course, but we thought it was surprisingly amazing. Here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanksgiving is still 2 days away, so you still have time to do these fun projects with your kids. &amp;nbsp;Hey, they may even like the brussel sprouts!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-5756740906618055123?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/QuzDtsbDkd8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/5756740906618055123/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/fun-pinterest-projects-for-thanksgiving.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5756740906618055123?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5756740906618055123?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/QuzDtsbDkd8/fun-pinterest-projects-for-thanksgiving.html" title="Fun Pinterest Projects for Thanksgiving" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I_YkGWkmIBk/TsxseIgMPzI/AAAAAAAACEM/1JiOGbsLdwU/s72-c/2885187230898148_UcX9Xbcw_c.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/fun-pinterest-projects-for-thanksgiving.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YDQ3s7eyp7ImA9WhRSFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-8981675396200677302</id><published>2011-11-17T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T16:12:52.503-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-17T16:12:52.503-08:00</app:edited><title>The Power of Goodbye</title><content type="html">A few weeks ago I read Jaycee Dugard's autobiography "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Stolen-Life-Memoir-Jaycee-Dugard/dp/1451629184" target="_blank"&gt;A Stolen Life.&lt;/a&gt;" &amp;nbsp;In it she details the circumstances surrounding her kidnapping and over 18 years in confinement. &amp;nbsp;It is an easy book to read in that it is written very simply from her point of view, yet one of the most difficult books I've ever read because of the first-hand testimony of what happened to her. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jaycee described how angry she was with her mother because her mother didn't kiss her goodbye before she went to work (on the morning Jaycee was kidnapped). &amp;nbsp;That one act stuck with her during her 18 years held captive, and she thought about it continually. &amp;nbsp;For a little girl, there is power and love in that simple act - the active of a hug and a kiss and the words "goodbye." &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Today as I dropped Micah off at school and hurried back down the hallway to the parking lot, one of his classmates came towards me, shoulders trembling and heaving sobs. &amp;nbsp;Grief overtook this little 6 year old boys' body, and he could hardly walk. &amp;nbsp;I bent down and asked, "What's wrong, honey?" &amp;nbsp;He replied through sobs, "I didn't get to say goodbye to my mom." &amp;nbsp;I know his mom, and she would be sad to know he was so distraught. &amp;nbsp;I turned around and walked him to class where the teacher embraced him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Those words can haunt a heart: &amp;nbsp;"I didn't get to say goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;
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Whether someone we love has left us for a few moments, or for a lifetime, it is good for the heart to have closure of some sort. &amp;nbsp;Just ask the person who has lost a loved one suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although I have not lost anyone to death without the chance to say goodbye, I have felt this pull at my heart various times throughout my life. Once was when we moved during my Sophomore year of high school, and I was only told 3 days before we left. I didn't have a chance to say goodbye to my friends in the way that I wanted to, and for years had dreams about wanting to go back and say goodbye to them. &amp;nbsp;About 10 years later I was able to return to that town with my husband, and thankfully was able to get some closure at that time.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, what is the moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;
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We are people who need closure. &amp;nbsp;We need to take time to let people know we love them; that we'll miss them. &amp;nbsp;I was reminded today (again) to cherish the times we have with our loved ones- to not always be in a hurry. &amp;nbsp;Hurriedness can hurt little hearts. It cannot always be avoided, I know, but little moments like taking the time to say goodbye are affirming and comforting. &amp;nbsp;Take time to stop and look them in the eye, and let them know you love them. &amp;nbsp;Take time to say goodbye, even if you'll see them again soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Take the time to tell someone you love them before it is too late. &amp;nbsp;Two years ago I took time to write my grandmother a letter and say "thank you" for being in my life. She wasn't dying; she wasn't sick; I just knew that I would regret it if I never told her. &amp;nbsp;This week I spoke with her and she told me she re-reads the letter all the time. &amp;nbsp;It's the little things, like saying "I love you," and like saying, "goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;
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There is power in goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-8981675396200677302?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/vhLNsIcEAjs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/8981675396200677302/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/power-of-goodbye.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/8981675396200677302?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/8981675396200677302?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/vhLNsIcEAjs/power-of-goodbye.html" title="The Power of Goodbye" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFL61OrmlfY/TsWhQjWvdrI/AAAAAAAACEA/57z5yp0UFIs/s72-c/jaycee-dugard-book.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/power-of-goodbye.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYDRHYzcSp7ImA9WhRSEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-4911486254291498305</id><published>2011-11-12T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T18:59:35.889-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-12T18:59:35.889-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Parenthood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trips" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family time" /><title>Fun in Oak Glen</title><content type="html">Last weekend we took an overnight trip to one of my favorite field-trip places growing up - &lt;a href="http://www.oakglen.net/" target="_blank"&gt;Oak Glen&lt;/a&gt;. It is here in this tiny mountain town that you can step back in history and pick apples from the trees, visit a colonial style village and an old school house from the 1800's. &amp;nbsp;These places are a bit hard to find in Southern California, so I was really looking forward to this trip.&lt;br /&gt;
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We left on a Friday and drove the hour and a half up the mountain, and when we got there we were pleasantly surprised that it had just snowed!! &amp;nbsp;It could not have been more beautiful. Freezing cold, but beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our first stop was &lt;a href="http://www.rileysfarm.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Riley's Farm&lt;/a&gt;, where they have an old gold mine, a colonial house, gift stores and a restaurant. There were some people dressed up there in "traditional garb" entertaining the guests. &amp;nbsp;We ordered our hot corn chowder and a huge sandwich, and headed back to the car to eat lunch because all of the tables were wet and it was so cold outside. &amp;nbsp; My sister met us there and brought scarves and gloves with her, which helped a ton.&lt;br /&gt;
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Next stop was the &lt;a href="http://oakglenshmuseum.angelfire.com/aoakglenshmuseumhomepage.html" target="_blank"&gt;old school house&lt;/a&gt;, which I grew up going to every year and still remember it like it was yesterday. &amp;nbsp;I was so bummed that it was closed, because my boys have never seen an old school house before and I thought they'd enjoy it. &amp;nbsp;Apparently they close the school on rainy, snowy or wet days. The boys had fun anyway and had a short snowball fight.&lt;br /&gt;
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We went further up the road to Riley's Farm at &lt;a href="http://losriosrancho.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Los Rios Ranchos&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;The Riley family owns many of the groves in Oak Glen, although they are each independently operated. At this farm, you can press your own apple cider (for $15 a gallon), buy a huge apple pie, visit a petting zoo, or hike their nature trails. &amp;nbsp;They have a huge gift store where you can sample all of their jams, apple butters and apple breads.&lt;br /&gt;
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We stayed there awhile and then drove even further up the road to &lt;a href="http://www.oaktreevillageoakglen.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Oak Tree Village&lt;/a&gt; - an interesting, eclectic, odd, dirty, outdoor-swap-meet type place. We all got the creeps there. &amp;nbsp;Not sure exactly why, but it's weird. &amp;nbsp;I still have memories of going there as a child and seeing their "&lt;a href="http://www.oaktreevillageoakglen.com/animal-park.html" target="_blank"&gt;zoo&lt;/a&gt;," which is overpriced and not worth it. This stop was where we picked up some hot chocolate with whipped cream to prepare for our drive back down the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;
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After about 6 hours of sight-seeing, we were all tired and ready to go. &amp;nbsp;We headed into a nearby city where I had made a hotel reservation for the night, and the boys were SO excited. &amp;nbsp;They have always wanted to stay in a hotel and could not stop talking about it. I found a great deal and we got a huge room with breakfast included for only $80. &amp;nbsp;AND it was right next door to my favorite restaurant- The &lt;a href="http://www.osf.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Old Spaghetti Factory&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;
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The boys made some funny comments about the room, like when Micah went in the bathroom and saw the hair dryer on the wall. He exclaimed, "Mom! You can call people from in here!" &amp;nbsp;(He apparently thought it was a phone). &amp;nbsp;Jaden opened the closet, saw an ironing board and said, "Hey! &amp;nbsp;There's a surf board in here!"&lt;br /&gt;
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We played musical beds that night because the boys moved around a lot in their queen sized bed and almost fell out a number of times. &amp;nbsp;It was fun, though, and they can't wait to stay in a hotel room again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;
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The next day we enjoyed the hotel breakfast together, which was a gigantic breakfast. It included made-to-order omelettes, biscuits and gravy, cereal, bagels, juice, waffles, etc... &amp;nbsp; We were full all morning and had a late lunch on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't wait to go back - the short getaway felt like more than 1 night because there was a lot packed in, but it was a lot of fun and so worth it. &amp;nbsp;It was cheap, too! &amp;nbsp;If you live in Southern California, I highly recommend Oak Glen!&lt;br /&gt;
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&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/6445265502231574973-4911486254291498305?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/R7axfGXnGzI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/4911486254291498305/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/fun-in-oak-glen.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4911486254291498305?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/4911486254291498305?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/R7axfGXnGzI/fun-in-oak-glen.html" title="Fun in Oak Glen" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4HKo2hxMo4/Tr8cgMtAqpI/AAAAAAAACB4/esaiT1SrbXI/s72-c/IMG_6161.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/fun-in-oak-glen.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMESHo4eyp7ImA9WhRTE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-5067000038597028717</id><published>2011-11-03T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T14:40:09.433-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-03T14:40:09.433-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas" /><title>5 Tips for Fabulous Christmas Pictures</title><content type="html">This summer I closed my photography business, and I have to say that I'm so excited to not have a rush of photo shoots coming up. &amp;nbsp;Although I enjoyed doing them, it was a lot to handle and so the slower pace this holiday season will be nice. &lt;br /&gt;
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In fact, I'm so out of the photography mindset that I don't even want my own family to take Christmas pictures this year. &amp;nbsp;Pictures just keep piling up and piling up around here - so much so that I have 3 external hard drives FULL of pictures! &amp;nbsp;As we get closer to Thanksgiving, though, we'll see if I change my mind - I can't picture going a year without a family photo shoot :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Speaking of family photo shoots, this is the time when many people start taking their pictures for Christmas cards. &amp;nbsp;Here are 5 quick tips for getting fabulous Christmas pictures, no matter who your photographer might be:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Get your outfits ready in advance (as in, &lt;i&gt;not the night before or the morning of&lt;/i&gt;, but about a week or so in advance). &amp;nbsp;Choosing 4 colors is nice; it provides for some variety. &amp;nbsp;For instance: &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A good place to get some ideas is on &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;. Type in "family photo wardrobe" ideas and many selections will come up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) &amp;nbsp;Plan for morning or late afternoon. The lighting will be best at this time, and you'll avoid those harsh afternoon shadows. &amp;nbsp;Don't plan it too close to dinner when your kids might be tired and hungry. &amp;nbsp;However, between 4-6pm is usually a great time for family photos.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jbowmanphoto.smugmug.com/Other/Sampson-Torrance-Beach/14932018_HRnRss#1114772739_bwtAg-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://jbowmanphoto.smugmug.com/Other/Sampson-Torrance-Beach/SVS019/1114772739_bwtAg-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3) Keep it quick. &amp;nbsp;30 minutes or less is best. &amp;nbsp;After that, kids get squirmy, smiles start looking stiff, and everyone gets tired. &amp;nbsp;You should have a good selection of photos within 30 minutes; and really, who needs 100 photos anyway?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://jbowmanphoto.smugmug.com/Family/Fulton-Family/10379281_tW7nNm#718665735_UDBjN-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://jbowmanphoto.smugmug.com/Family/Fulton-Family/SF022/718665735_UDBjN-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4) Take the most important pictures first. &amp;nbsp;If your #1 priority is a picture of just the kids, get those shots first. &amp;nbsp;Smiles will be freshest and the energy will be the highest. &amp;nbsp;If a family photo is your #1 priority, get that shot first and then do the kids afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://jbowmanphoto.smugmug.com/Family/Helaire/14752003_KZ4Pvd#1099455804_veoM5-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://jbowmanphoto.smugmug.com/Family/Helaire/H020/1099455804_veoM5-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5) Bring snacks, candy, stuffed animals, or anything that will make your child smile or laugh. &amp;nbsp;Yes, this is code for "BRIBE THEM." &amp;nbsp;It sounds terrible, but it works. I did a photo shoot with one family whose 2 year old daughter screamed almost the entire time - except for when they whipped out some marshmallows. Then she smiled big and proud for us!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jbowmanphoto.smugmug.com/Other/Glass-Family/12548859_CPJ5MK#900385839_sG5iR-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://jbowmanphoto.smugmug.com/Other/Glass-Family/AJG027/900385839_sG5iR-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These may seem basic to you, but you'd be surprised how many people aren't sure what to do, or come unprepared. &amp;nbsp;I hope these tips help you as you plan for your photo shoots this Fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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November seemed the perfect time to make a fall burlap wreath. &amp;nbsp;I had seen these on &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt; and thought I would attempt to make one myself. It's not perfect, but it was relatively easy and I like the "rustic" look of it. &amp;nbsp;Best of all, it only cost about $5! &lt;br /&gt;
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It is Tuesday, so I'm joining &lt;a href="http://www.homestoriesatoz.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Home Stories of A 2 Z's&lt;/a&gt; "Tutorials and Tips" link up party today.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homestoriesatoz.com/2011/10/tutes-tips-not-to-miss-31-and-tutorials-tips-tuesday-link-party-32.html" target="_blank" title="Home Stories A2Z"&gt;&lt;img alt="Home Stories A2Z" src="http://i916.photobucket.com/albums/ad2/bethcrabtree/tutorialsandtips.jpg" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;What you will need:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-A 12" wreath form (I used a pool noodle - another idea I found on Pinterest!)&lt;br /&gt;
-One yard of burlap&lt;br /&gt;
-Hot glue gun (and lots of hot glue sticks)&lt;br /&gt;
-Any embellishments you want (I used ribbon and silk leaves)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Make your wreath form. &amp;nbsp;I used a pool noodle that had been cut in half and taped it with clear packing tape. &lt;br /&gt;
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-Cut your burlap in 6" strips. It doesn't matter which direction you cut.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Using 4 strips of burlap, wrap around your wreath form, and secure with hot glue.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 3:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This was the most challenging part. &amp;nbsp;Take a strip of burlap and fold it in half. &amp;nbsp;Start to make folds with your fingers. &amp;nbsp;Place on the wreath and secure with large dollops of hot glue :) &amp;nbsp;This is messy, but you want it to be secure. &amp;nbsp;Continue gathering and folding all the way around the wreath with your remaining strips, using hot glue underneath and in between the folds of the burlap. &amp;nbsp;This is where your many hot glue sticks come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 4:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Cut off the loose strings and ends of the burlap wreath.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 5:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I chose a brown ribbon and hot glued it to the burlap wreath, in a ripple-type manner. &amp;nbsp;I thought this added to the rustic look. At the end, I finished it off with a simple bow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 6:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Add your embellishments. &amp;nbsp;For this wreath I used a few small silk leaves as an accent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This wreath is simple, but looks great on our front screen door. &amp;nbsp;To secure it to our screen, I used wire that was strung through the back of the wreath into the screen. &amp;nbsp;The wreath is not heavy, so it is not pulling on the screen door. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;(Oh, our screen door is ugly, you think? &amp;nbsp;I agree. What is with those peacocks? &amp;nbsp;We are renters. &amp;nbsp;Not much we can do about it, but it does add to the rustic look, I guess!) &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Enjoy your new fall burlap wreath!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-1744515731482274191?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/_VErevcHwnU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/1744515731482274191/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/burlap-wreath.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/1744515731482274191?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/1744515731482274191?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/_VErevcHwnU/burlap-wreath.html" title="Burlap Wreath" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dy0zCPdCKJw/TrA39ERzyFI/AAAAAAAACA4/KHmUxUk6GT4/s72-c/IMG_5657.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/11/burlap-wreath.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQCRHk9cSp7ImA9WhdaFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-2823065416532249164</id><published>2011-10-25T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:06:05.769-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-25T20:06:05.769-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="do-it-yourself" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cheap gifts" /><title>Bubble Gum Necklace!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I am participating in &lt;a href="http://www.homestoriesatoz.com/2011/10/tutorials-tips-link-party-33.html"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Home Stories of A to Z's&lt;/a&gt; "Tutorials and Tips" link up party. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.homestoriesatoz.com/2011/10/tutes-tips-not-to-miss-31-and-tutorials-tips-tuesday-link-party-32.html" target="_blank" title="Home Stories A2Z"&gt;&lt;img alt="Home Stories A2Z" src="http://i916.photobucket.com/albums/ad2/bethcrabtree/tutorialsandtips.jpg" style="border: none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I recently saw an idea for a Bubble Gum necklace on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.pinterest.com"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, and decided to try it out for myself. &amp;nbsp;My method was a little different than others I had seen online, and it worked great for me, so I thought I'd share it with you today. &amp;nbsp;A Bubble Gum necklace makes a great gift and it is super cute!&lt;br /&gt;
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Supplies You Will Need:&lt;br /&gt;
~ 6-8 large pieces of bubble gum&lt;br /&gt;
~ 18-24" of ribbon (not more than 1/2" wide)&lt;br /&gt;
~ Hammer and Nail&lt;br /&gt;
~ 1 Metal Skewer&lt;br /&gt;
~ Embroidery Needle (any size will work as long as it has a wide eye)&lt;br /&gt;
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Step 1: &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Place the gumball on a secure location and hammer a nail through &lt;u&gt;just the top&lt;/u&gt; of a gumball&lt;/i&gt;. I chose a small bottle that "held" the gumball in place while I hammered a nail through the top. &amp;nbsp;This was tricky, but I got better at it with each gumball! &amp;nbsp;(Don't pay attention to what is in the bottle; those are just bobby-pins).&lt;br /&gt;
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Step 2: Take your skewer and gently push it through the hole you made with the nail, all the way through to the other side. Be careful, if you do it too fast it can break the gumball. &amp;nbsp;Why not just hammer the nail all the way through? &amp;nbsp;Because I tried that and it broke the gumball every time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Step 3: &amp;nbsp;Thread your needle with the ribbon, and push it through one of the holes on the gumball. &amp;nbsp;This is the hardest part; because my ribbon was a little wide, I had to really push hard to get it through the small holes. &amp;nbsp;To get it through the 2nd hold (on the other side), I grabbed a small rubber pad and used it to help me grasp the needle on the other side. &amp;nbsp;This made it a little easier to pull through.&lt;br /&gt;
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Step 4: &amp;nbsp;Tie a knot close to the gumball, since the knot provides a spacer between each piece of gum.&lt;br /&gt;
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Step 5: &amp;nbsp;Repeat for as many gumballs as you want the necklace to have. &amp;nbsp;I lost about 3 gumballs that split in half due to pushing the needle to hard through it. &lt;br /&gt;
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At the end, cut the ribbon to the desired length, and tie in a bow. &amp;nbsp; You can even add an extra bow to the necklace if you'd like.&lt;br /&gt;
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SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, wrap in more cute wrapping paper, and wow your gift recipient.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The theme over at &lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/2011/10/photo-challenge-hands/"&gt;I Heart Faces&lt;/a&gt; this week is "Hands," and immediately this photo came to mind. &amp;nbsp;Last year I was in the top 10 for another photo of these amazing girls. &amp;nbsp;Alyssa (with the white hands) is blind, and Trinity is her best friend. They were 8 years old in this picture, and having a tea party on the grass. &amp;nbsp;The way that Alyssa sees is with her hands, so the girls held hands through the whole playdate and photo shoot. &amp;nbsp;I was so touched by their amazing friendship, their constant giggles, and their innocence.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;While this is the only photo I'm entering into the contest, I wanted to show some other photos of their hands that touched me as well. I took a lot of photos of their hands because of how they were communicating with each other in this way. It was so hard to choose just one!&lt;br /&gt;
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Alyssa will never see these pictures, but she looked radiant and the girls were so precious! &amp;nbsp;If you want to see more photos from their photoshoot, you can visit their gallery &lt;a href="http://jbowmanphoto.smugmug.com/Family/Trinity-Alyssa/14692505_m6GHHc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-5396679898330249981?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/JkzVF4Abygo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/5396679898330249981/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-heart-faces-hands.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5396679898330249981?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5396679898330249981?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/JkzVF4Abygo/i-heart-faces-hands.html" title="I Heart Faces: Hands" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gimzmpu95A/TpOv7SDUUXI/AAAAAAAAB-4/B6cSmAkE4HU/s72-c/ihf_logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-heart-faces-hands.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UBRXs6fyp7ImA9WhdbEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-8882614454165674113</id><published>2011-10-09T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T17:07:34.517-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-09T17:07:34.517-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="money" /><title>A Little Extra Cash</title><content type="html">I'm not used to having money - having any money at all. &amp;nbsp;For 12 years now we have lived on such a tight, strict budget, that when we get a tax return, we usually get in&amp;nbsp;at least&amp;nbsp;1 argument about how to spend it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Then it always goes towards paying off bills&lt;/i&gt;. I am the spender, Martin is the saver. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now normally when I get a little extra money, it is about $5 and I always, always, always use it on coffee or fast food. &amp;nbsp;For me not to prepare a meal for myself is &lt;i&gt;grand&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I love going through the drive-thru and having someone prepare something for ME for once. I know, I know... this is why I have a huge waist-line right now. &lt;br /&gt;
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Last week I got a little extra money. A little - as in, $75. &amp;nbsp;The Mattel headquarters is nearby and I got to participate in a focus group about Hot Wheels. &amp;nbsp;As a reward, they gave us each $75 to Target. &amp;nbsp;Woo-Hoo! &amp;nbsp;I held onto that baby for almost 2 weeks, because I was so not used to having any money. "What should I spend it on?!" &amp;nbsp;I kept asking myself. &amp;nbsp;I do love Target clothes, and wanted a new scarf and a new purse. &amp;nbsp;Yet everytime I go on &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/jmebowman"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt; I am reminded of the fact that I do not own a sewing machine, and so that is what I purchased. I had to spend $13 of our own money, but in 2 weeks I will have a &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/p/Brother-LS2125I-10-Stitch-Free-Arm-Sewing-Machine-with-Automatic-4-Step-Buttonholer/-/A-10261843"&gt;new sewing machine&lt;/a&gt; shipped to my door!&lt;br /&gt;
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A few weeks ago, my husband also gave me some money for our anniversary, specifically so I could go buy a new bike. I haven't owned a new bike since high school! &amp;nbsp;My dream is a cute beach cruiser. I have been searching high and low, and found out that the amount of money I have won't get me a lot. &amp;nbsp;This is the one I'm looking at right now:&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, it's from &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/ip/Schwinn-Point-Beach-26-Ladies-Cruiser-Bike/16913458"&gt;Wal-Mart&lt;/a&gt; (ugh) and I will need a little more money to get it, but I love it! &amp;nbsp;It also has great reviews.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm also selling some things on Craiglist right now, and someone "says" they are coming tonight to buy our armoire for sale for $100. I'm thinking that money will go towards Christmas, because it is coming fast! &lt;br /&gt;
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Now it's your turn - How do you get a little extra money, and what do you like to spend it on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-8882614454165674113?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/zC2mlPJcMnc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/8882614454165674113/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-extra-cash.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/8882614454165674113?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/8882614454165674113?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/zC2mlPJcMnc/little-extra-cash.html" title="A Little Extra Cash" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34R4TX65yc4/TpIx2IfWf3I/AAAAAAAAB-c/gXKqeL_RFZc/s72-c/10261843.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-extra-cash.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IFQHk9fSp7ImA9WhdUGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-2780184992286725222</id><published>2011-10-06T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T19:45:11.765-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-06T19:45:11.765-07:00</app:edited><title>Seasons Change</title><content type="html">I'm so thankful that Fall is here - my favorite season of the year. We had our first rain this week and it was refreshing and perfect! &lt;br /&gt;
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I haven't written much lately because life is much busier in this season. &amp;nbsp;Micah (who started 1st grade 3 weeks ago), is doing great in school. &amp;nbsp;The second week he had a mini-breakdown during homework time and cried that he wanted to be homeschooled, stating that he "hated school and was never going back." &amp;nbsp;But we overcame that hurdle and he is a PRO at homework time now, doing 2 full pages of math problems in five minutes or less, and he actually looks forward to reading for 20 minutes every night! &amp;nbsp;We are so happy with his teacher and his class; this year is a welcome change from last year.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is strange now how life really revolves around school, as opposed to kindergarten where the kids got out earlier and you still had half the day left. &amp;nbsp;Now he gets off at 3pm, does homework at 4pm, and is in bed between 7-8. &amp;nbsp;Jaden is loving preschool, too, spending 3 mornings a week there. &amp;nbsp;It is a good rhythm for our family and is working out well.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm officially no longer doing photography and have declined all requests. &amp;nbsp;It feels good, but a little scary not knowing what I'm going to do next. &amp;nbsp;What I want to do is write and speak more, but that doesn't bring any income right now. I'm working on a book and am a little over halfway done. &amp;nbsp;My new &lt;a href="http://www.jaimiebowman.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; is up, although it needs some work, and that is another project for a rainy day. &lt;br /&gt;
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For now my days are filled with volunteering at Micah's school, leading a women's Bible study, preparing for our small group on Tuesday nights, and working a small side-job for a few days this month. &lt;br /&gt;
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I'm really loving our neighborhood lately; the boys have made friends with many of the neighbor kids and the other day I counted 6 of them in our backyard. &amp;nbsp;Most of them are little boys, between ages 4-7, and there is one 12 year old girl who hangs out with them (but she looks about 9). &amp;nbsp;This is such a blessing to us, as the boys love being home and playing with their new friends after school and on the weekends. &amp;nbsp;All of the kids on our block (except for 2 who are only here on weekends) go to the same schools, and I'm thankful we're getting so plugged in there. &lt;br /&gt;
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Seasons change, and it is good. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-2780184992286725222?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/0-f5ePKcF1o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/2780184992286725222/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/10/seasons-change.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/2780184992286725222?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/2780184992286725222?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/0-f5ePKcF1o/seasons-change.html" title="Seasons Change" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/10/seasons-change.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUHRnw4fCp7ImA9WhdUE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-8602080830565581086</id><published>2011-09-29T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:50:37.234-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-29T21:50:37.234-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="do-it-yourself" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home decorating" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cheap decorating" /><title>DIY Kitchen Memo Board</title><content type="html">I am a list maker, and love anything I can write a list on. &amp;nbsp;One day I was in my kitchen wishing that I had a board to make my daily lists on. &amp;nbsp;I grabbed an old frame and scribbled a few things on the glass with a dry-erase marker, and had this idea to make a bigger and better Memo Board that I could hang up. &amp;nbsp; I grabbed a few supplies laying around the house, picked up a few things at Michael's, and $5 and about 30 minutes later, I had my wish!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Believe it or not, I made this before I saw it on &lt;a href="https://www.pinterest.com/pin/199152154/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, but the one I saw on there is so cute too!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Supplies you will need:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A large old frame, or a window with 4 panes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Spray paint in color of your choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Scrapbook paper (I used 4 sheets for my frame) - or wrapping paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ribbon in coordinating color&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Glue Stick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Tape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Print out of the labels you want. I chose To-Do, Errands, Phone Calls, and Internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dry erase marker (the dollar store carries these)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 1:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prep your frame by removing the glass, and spray paint the wood in color of your choice. Let dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 2:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take the back of your frame and lay out the scrapbook paper on top. &amp;nbsp;Mine was a green paisley print and I had to match it up and cut it so it would overlap correctly, covering the whole square. The back of my frame also had a white paper covering it, so I was able to use a glue stick and glue the scrapbook paper directly to the white paper instead of onto the back of the frame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Step 3:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using ribbon, create 4 coordinates in the sizes of your choice. &amp;nbsp;Wrap around to the other side and tape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 4:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Create the labels on your computer. I took a glue stick and glued the labels to some green cardstock I had on hand. Then I glued those to the scrapbook paper.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 5:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assemble the glass, the frame, and the back of the frame. &amp;nbsp;Hang in a busy area where you will use it daily!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zcLuM_BJf4/ToVJZbZD_5I/AAAAAAAAB-E/-hgJHKXvrxc/s1600/DresserBefore_9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zcLuM_BJf4/ToVJZbZD_5I/AAAAAAAAB-E/-hgJHKXvrxc/s320/DresserBefore_9.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The GREAT thing about this project is that it can be easily changed for each season, or if you change the decor of your room. &amp;nbsp;It is low-cost and looks so much better than a regular whiteboard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-8602080830565581086?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/So7yJKSqYPk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/8602080830565581086/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/09/diy-kitchen-memo-board.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/8602080830565581086?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/8602080830565581086?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/So7yJKSqYPk/diy-kitchen-memo-board.html" title="DIY Kitchen Memo Board" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zcLuM_BJf4/ToVJZbZD_5I/AAAAAAAAB-E/-hgJHKXvrxc/s72-c/DresserBefore_9.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/09/diy-kitchen-memo-board.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQNQ3c8cSp7ImA9WhdUEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445265502231574973.post-5331419150216893032</id><published>2011-09-27T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:16:32.979-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-27T11:16:32.979-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nursing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="becoming a lactation consultant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lactation counseling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="breastfeeding" /><title>Common Myths About Breastfeeding</title><content type="html">Today I am honored to be a guest blogger over at "&lt;a href="http://www.whywelovegreen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Why We Love Green&lt;/a&gt;" on the topic of breastfeeding. &lt;br /&gt;
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Hop on over to Christine's blog to read my post titled, "&lt;a href="http://whywelovegreen.blogspot.com/2011/09/common-myths-about-breastfeeding-guest.html"&gt;Common Myths About Breastfeeding&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6445265502231574973-5331419150216893032?l=wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~4/M3TnlUKozuY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/feeds/5331419150216893032/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/09/common-myths-about-breastfeeding.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5331419150216893032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445265502231574973/posts/default/5331419150216893032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/CsuTT/~3/M3TnlUKozuY/common-myths-about-breastfeeding.html" title="Common Myths About Breastfeeding" /><author><name>Jaimie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280026947144417692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="17" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1btRLrYDo8/S1qUYLMDBZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1H6jCrDh-Gc/S220/2802_78481278894_595498894_1641857_1857667_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wonderyearsof2.blogspot.com/2011/09/common-myths-about-breastfeeding.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

