tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89543544213996849432024-03-12T21:20:32.497-07:00The Peacock FlockA bird's-eye view of life at our nestThe Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-45185522900452484922011-09-28T06:23:00.000-07:002011-09-28T07:10:30.850-07:00TreasuredThis is long overdue but simply must be shared. Here is Caroline in the Kindergarten dress that Great Aunt Claudia smocked for her. Isn't she a doll? Aunt Claudia let Caroline pick the smocking design, colors of the crayons, and the fabric color of the dress...and then she went to work on it. The final result is precious and will be treasured by Caroline always. It's classic style embodies the essence of girlhood, I think.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgszHcYMl_GytT-S9WmLHAp3hbvX7h9fk2FJsBGkM5TzXbjbufKCHbtqO-vOVwpqKxmiVVubWQjaUcXesTx0ljy280GxFSGUDxfQueH3mGLUihYD-snIdu5I0knUlk2R5MIPAwFR6-1ZXc/s1600/DSC05779.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657403582779432290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgszHcYMl_GytT-S9WmLHAp3hbvX7h9fk2FJsBGkM5TzXbjbufKCHbtqO-vOVwpqKxmiVVubWQjaUcXesTx0ljy280GxFSGUDxfQueH3mGLUihYD-snIdu5I0knUlk2R5MIPAwFR6-1ZXc/s320/DSC05779.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><br />Here is a close-up of the smocking. Can't you just see how much love went into it? I know I can!<br /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 256px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657401990631421186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLcyuol3rdKYaFDqciG0QlH0SdkQisYySBIfWxhy6Exe6X4IJ3a7Zz1KzUQOsf_VrW_Yq-enxLy-juWpclNAsK94qD37xTpbPps3t4xZz1O4cdTpdCp7yzDguEIAnBbF4OW9LB1lIAgY/s320/DSC05780.JPG" /></div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-52842808179258239152011-08-28T19:27:00.000-07:002011-08-28T19:35:57.673-07:00Kid-Proof<div>Brian and I re-covered our kitchen chairs with a laminated cotton this weekend. I by no means think the fabric is the end-all be-all of prints, but the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">pickings</span> are slim when it comes to laminates. I was happy just to be able to find something remotely the same shade of green that's in our home. The good news is that the kids can spill, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">smash</span>, and squish as much as they want, and the chairs need only to be wiped down. :o)
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNRkSF4jb1nUN_6-TdI2Le50VGUyFVUYXhENlvwMqrWDKsQGOB1KacKNxDDyKGqUT75cd6NfKCYxrsb-fOiCE-_OMr_i_iJ849R6tlgQ9ed4Pxt9zc7M5Q5D_O2romTJUNZwAp279BC1E/s1600/DSC05770.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646099409786387202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNRkSF4jb1nUN_6-TdI2Le50VGUyFVUYXhENlvwMqrWDKsQGOB1KacKNxDDyKGqUT75cd6NfKCYxrsb-fOiCE-_OMr_i_iJ849R6tlgQ9ed4Pxt9zc7M5Q5D_O2romTJUNZwAp279BC1E/s320/DSC05770.JPG" /></a></div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-34616048832376962742011-08-24T19:06:00.001-07:002011-08-24T19:29:45.680-07:00File this one under "Biggest Week Ever"Caroline decided to knock this week out of the ballpark and lose her first tooth! She is so very proud :o)
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<br /><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirS4IyCXl0UmTa_FSjX06Svf6OsZd-sFYva3k8fVlg_VcJYN5laiey02QnMKyZyFZG2mqFBqkTUKAbUoBCUCcuehbxsHrHwtHBAaotH9pgE7BtWF-A00dRPQLcBBD8-nl6-PIRKBL5FWQ/s1600/DSC05757.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 229px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644613342632771202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirS4IyCXl0UmTa_FSjX06Svf6OsZd-sFYva3k8fVlg_VcJYN5laiey02QnMKyZyFZG2mqFBqkTUKAbUoBCUCcuehbxsHrHwtHBAaotH9pgE7BtWF-A00dRPQLcBBD8-nl6-PIRKBL5FWQ/s320/DSC05757.JPG" /></a>Happiness!!
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<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGdQ6aWD4dGa8k_QFVODbHXL7ZUNpI1C0UDljPG_0efQ_WbyQY3-hlcpnXe6OcBKK9FMJXlqNeJvFaO3e4_DyglAMHukW1NRQ7PSX_EGNSOD9gOeUrn6SM5P0l8KewtWSFIxwxhFxU6Zo/s1600/DSC05754.JPG"></a><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 229px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644610838145066722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyhcoN6dZSIwqRh8EPwZfh3wY9HNn4b-eauwG6AhzGR-Fmyw0g5k0OmnTWAUZ_GiurJSER3uk-dEEqr6WXRL5Q7xucKt2KTm2ulOoxrmjAVvR1X6_nTZROypv5SkBPRidTOUFQfTc5cnc/s320/DSC05755.JPG" />Teeny tiny tooth</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Daddy did the honors of pulling the tooth, a moment they will remember together always. I was just as proud of Brian as I was of Caroline...he pulled the first one without Caroline shedding any tears and made the first one a wonderful memory.
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<br />The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-63615434627414709202011-08-24T10:30:00.000-07:002011-08-24T10:33:22.951-07:008 months old!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu4QvrK9HZjLOtkhUFDqpNbiYXYxfqKohjRaDzQDkdCo87p7AEMu5N5boDwX50ClxwX-Sw5t3Ik2TYTpA_StYNFqpivqJGSV52ccDVKyhcL1jSc6yooiHAlRpzLuRmv6zn1yQep2YCV3Q/s1600/DSC05750.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu4QvrK9HZjLOtkhUFDqpNbiYXYxfqKohjRaDzQDkdCo87p7AEMu5N5boDwX50ClxwX-Sw5t3Ik2TYTpA_StYNFqpivqJGSV52ccDVKyhcL1jSc6yooiHAlRpzLuRmv6zn1yQep2YCV3Q/s320/DSC05750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644476627247075970" /></a>
<br />The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-57464574026021751862011-08-23T06:01:00.000-07:002011-08-23T06:25:49.371-07:00Walking with RainbowsNana,
<br />My Vans are so pretty with the rainbow laces you sent. These happy feet are off to a second day of Kindergarten.
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<br />Hugs and kisses,
<br />Caroline
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<br />The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-57916606829832954982011-08-22T06:57:00.000-07:002011-08-22T07:03:46.297-07:00And so it begins!Lord, may she learn much, laugh a lot, feel safe, know she is loved, and have more fun than she can imagine. And please, please, please let there be sweet girls in her class. Amen.
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<br />Look out, Kindergarten, here she comes!
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<br />The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-6626655235879527312011-08-21T18:42:00.000-07:002011-08-21T18:50:47.075-07:00Nothing says lovin' like somethin' from the oven...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgssZlvpw7hBqPAZWME_8VZqwuAraM2DC1N33VxHzfpmDky3AfFj19evU8K1If4Npp4MZho5daHUphEcv0jzTQU03MAcBIPlQSTpXBDr07s2NBobmVsgO8b43x68UGLxyjMx3ZvLAmqBEE/s1600/DSC05735.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643490242582230210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgssZlvpw7hBqPAZWME_8VZqwuAraM2DC1N33VxHzfpmDky3AfFj19evU8K1If4Npp4MZho5daHUphEcv0jzTQU03MAcBIPlQSTpXBDr07s2NBobmVsgO8b43x68UGLxyjMx3ZvLAmqBEE/s320/DSC05735.JPG" /></a>
<br />... so I hope these <a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2007/05/my-kingdom-for-a-glass-of-milk/"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">oreo</span> cookies </a>remind Caroline of just how much I love her when she sees them in her lunchbox tomorrow on her very first day of Kindergarten.
<br />The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-86071873321167245912011-08-04T10:30:00.001-07:002011-08-04T11:52:14.057-07:00A box of Hannas!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDeQ-H-sffxnVprDiodONs_GmvfHIltMCJcrcmUv2fBlGLMDvIvY-95WNP3WavshKy2pKdyjp_bHq_bxVBnxCh_qRrRdbRS9YGYcsTweWlHHpEKNJC789pQj-9oxo7Ttr6wKC6luzckA/s1600/DSC05697.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637059083609913170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDeQ-H-sffxnVprDiodONs_GmvfHIltMCJcrcmUv2fBlGLMDvIvY-95WNP3WavshKy2pKdyjp_bHq_bxVBnxCh_qRrRdbRS9YGYcsTweWlHHpEKNJC789pQj-9oxo7Ttr6wKC6luzckA/s320/DSC05697.JPG" /></a>I love Hanna Andersson. I don't buy it unless it's on sale, but I love it. And it just so happens that sale time came just in time for kindergarten, which I happily took advantage of and ordered up a surprise delivery for Caroline. The box arrived yesterday! And, of course, Caroline put on a fashion show...<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-iidka0vh1a9zAEWPmMJWXNp1YLa00r7_gNmQFtIma5fbBJn-RRO1OXTDuDawyK82zYHhiE_vleU2AgkTDwsXL2Kb6XeA7HRsZBLeAapcEcvhVOgKgsx-0bvj-Xy2Uli8nFZPLNU9_I/s1600/DSC05705c.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637058616121661858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-iidka0vh1a9zAEWPmMJWXNp1YLa00r7_gNmQFtIma5fbBJn-RRO1OXTDuDawyK82zYHhiE_vleU2AgkTDwsXL2Kb6XeA7HRsZBLeAapcEcvhVOgKgsx-0bvj-Xy2Uli8nFZPLNU9_I/s320/DSC05705c.jpg" /></a>She looks pretty pleased to me, don't you think?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMDl3YkyafRA1XBxdvdIboVEVg0HWtY7rYQ7iTfhTtYyml9B_p9fz9Qizz3nGGzwEn8D07qj_stuqsZLNhYtPDqby5syb2nMd1arRuPa66GSZJQCrxqXJyjgpF-LiMqQE-AoKvBqOwQuY/s1600/DSC05704c.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637058115967601394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMDl3YkyafRA1XBxdvdIboVEVg0HWtY7rYQ7iTfhTtYyml9B_p9fz9Qizz3nGGzwEn8D07qj_stuqsZLNhYtPDqby5syb2nMd1arRuPa66GSZJQCrxqXJyjgpF-LiMqQE-AoKvBqOwQuY/s320/DSC05704c.jpg" /></a>This photo doesn't do this outfit justice. It's not as shlumpy as it looks here, and the tights are actually the same shades of purples in the dress. But, this shows one of the biggest reasons why I love HA...each season she picks a color palette and offers up solid tees, leggings, tights, etc that coordinate with all of her dresses and patterned pieces. I was able to buy Caroline dresses that she can wear while it's hot, as well as, the coordinating layering pieces for the cooler temperatures that I'm desperately hoping find their way to Texas before next spring.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidYDGibloUmtR2whhMhF41QKI7Vz0kv_cJ4tdGHe8Up4TUIuSCgM_EtM1VMjOdCSICcOi3-gogYYpziTQndCtzOr6c2qCz35qXKmP3lI0pidpzLCqYzgBnAkiRTbiLbFSHdGPhjXZLCvY/s1600/DSC05707c.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637058114012856738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidYDGibloUmtR2whhMhF41QKI7Vz0kv_cJ4tdGHe8Up4TUIuSCgM_EtM1VMjOdCSICcOi3-gogYYpziTQndCtzOr6c2qCz35qXKmP3lI0pidpzLCqYzgBnAkiRTbiLbFSHdGPhjXZLCvY/s320/DSC05707c.jpg" /></a>She had spied this dress in a catalog and made sure I knew she wanted it, so she was thrilled to unwrap it. She'll wear it with a pair of shorts hidden underneath until it cools down (as the below photo shows)<br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihwVz9vyFwI8NsrqO1jv6FXxdqp5CN3_BvmLa50duxynfs25aM7iIPipgQP6UpxwwKDZbPIQ3bVY-_YWi1AiOFXloBKiME7DSHBl8jwZzLRR6xEXtBxXoGXh3JhHX35GuQM5m2-6Hljcg/s1600/DSC05697.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637056536415803682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0EJuHtallgJliVbmNZJ0p0SpgydJuFD6CSE_FO-hb54tqOWZjiDs8oy_-LHzuTHXikMc6SokJsmfgxbIWxSW6BvClyZ3ArQfXlOUifxfHNtZMpm-KpUXoJZTtoLBklSv6GoBYKyUS-WQ/s320/DSC05708c.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637055997151775490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_pXCNl_8AuW82wdFeWRWQQHgvt2UpRdWeWfmVOqCmf8mB3hh2AZR890pWkgRkbJ7qKESzrFsA7tOT6oNiMPsEKkEPqYyr2ESZiLJ8QRwi-8eQirZpyBe3iQpyL9ExCQZDH9p25p3VjBM/s320/DSC05701c.jpg" />This outfit was her immediate favorite. I didn't know if she'd go for the knee high socks, but she triple-heart loved them. :o) And check out the pink blazer below...it's made of the softest knit fleece ever and will coordinate with so many things she already has. *happy sigh*<br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637056003148604034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHFtytGHKR9nGjZncgAmBYufjPZGkSlrz4tyZvgAkZxZJNOCtM2-9E9iwNrXWMp7JNahVK1U5VTgX3B0-BHxMeSm_ul7FzNU1XXBLn1Zoes5Qt_4kW74VCE5oR0cgwkwBn9c_pI98C4g4/s320/DSC05702c.jpg" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-47581498416764096032011-01-25T10:03:00.000-08:002011-01-25T10:09:49.474-08:00Love ShackGrandmama had planned to make a gingerbread house with Caroline and Jackson this past Christmas, but with all the wonderful business of Liam being born, they ran out of time. Last weekend, she very kindly gave us her supplies. We decided to buy red, white, and pink candy and make a Valentine-themed house. I think the kids did a great job decorating it, and, yes, I do affectionately refer to it as the Love Shack.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvB41IIgNw03u-7wg862FMkKT2VQA_Z8ROnJeKQLKv6-cSZ1ZA6LsH968JHY3ZrZ0_YkdVT1OJAEREi8V47ycgqgRJSkc90rV21JaNk1A10KLyWcK476oX_w-U1njMdgDXFKb_GuCsTHc/s1600/DSC04846.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566185802496037250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvB41IIgNw03u-7wg862FMkKT2VQA_Z8ROnJeKQLKv6-cSZ1ZA6LsH968JHY3ZrZ0_YkdVT1OJAEREi8V47ycgqgRJSkc90rV21JaNk1A10KLyWcK476oX_w-U1njMdgDXFKb_GuCsTHc/s320/DSC04846.JPG" /></a>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-18862384584140982032011-01-10T08:25:00.000-08:002011-01-10T10:30:06.422-08:00Snow and SleepWe got almost 4 inches of snow in McKinney yesterday, which meant the return of our snowgal, Crystal Icicle! Brian and the kids had a blast playing in the powdery flakes, while Mommy kept Liam toasty and snug inside the house and whipped up hot chocolate to warm fingers, noses, and toesies when they came back inside.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560596084038121826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNtPNHwv8QebiI6mTMdAD5HG4N9usfiufXOOx6ArWGd6ikstW-VdXpyobVxjLVtv_emNbzP8-dJrCffVCcvofUczAm44cAScAPnaa0iYWmOSXzjjzxZQ5YYFW9wOTH2VdwEpx0aJocwns/s320/DSC04762.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Caroline: "Mommy, is this a blizzard?"</div><div align="center">Me: "Well, for Texas, yes."</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560596087605174610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitGYWf_CRW8NOTt46S0GYLh-JGg_nQDzttyyxgFFP8nNi6xSYSdFldWz1QllUPRpa0ZZ29h2q6I5swUfCoJ_4y7Anh5ag5zxh-wy_ZIWDm9yvu_FcNPWr3RDXFxC60IgZTZ7RVJPDXP9o/s320/DSC04766.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Two sections done... time for a hot chocolate break</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuk-PWXUNanVBEAWNJIMMTdSFB0akCBM0ATiws7QNDTcz-1TaW9tOGckyOHvYyS5vWw2TVMhPYacne9MMc7I8MMBxic6Q7xSiXM8JzgUxa8_P2FJ_H1TNE_WoxCWyqMWQVnAVfzM34Vuw/s1600/DSC04768copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560596528689366050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuk-PWXUNanVBEAWNJIMMTdSFB0akCBM0ATiws7QNDTcz-1TaW9tOGckyOHvYyS5vWw2TVMhPYacne9MMc7I8MMBxic6Q7xSiXM8JzgUxa8_P2FJ_H1TNE_WoxCWyqMWQVnAVfzM34Vuw/s320/DSC04768copy.jpg" /></a> Crystal Icicle is here once again! Time for some more hot chocolate...<br /><div align="left"><br /><br />And because Liam deserves to be seen in this post, here are a few photos of him doing something he loves: sleeping!<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560596073567192290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtXbl3wiH7bXlkY0EwkN00EsIKbctJeWcnyiUyHNHikUdRatDZ66RKxOTBe28XkVZLsFXPv1jdCqKuWDADKaXbHjEySTouxZ-y8s0p269uQR7Uv0SVOd9MlOEht3gQOj7WLtNhNs7Gq_Y/s320/DSC04749.JPG" /><br />All snuggled up on Aunt Becca's quilt!<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560596074280332738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPnlxBHHpkiJ6M4t9PJ5DmJaK75JvYUgdcSYVPioLyLuXU4ZTfSHXXZFlSC038CbBwuzTMb5XWxFQvatc4x639lwHcE_T3Upw1XCtty-xVibpthULwARZH2C9N5y922lCN9L3hJ7pzR9E/s320/DSC04760.JPG" /><br />I love that he's worked his arm out of his swaddle...so cute<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeNwutqu3jtF3qY2uo8Oo64lfoKwlEryGQyI_kVOM74zxvccrmNR9lnuD7juG4R1KloI4ZwO7t0TaDGgMFVKGjwfNXPHcp6EDR1UtMkzvmpiy1SsaASKaAPdaPvMewLK-oetjtzHZuwsA/s1600/DSC04761.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560596081278057106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeNwutqu3jtF3qY2uo8Oo64lfoKwlEryGQyI_kVOM74zxvccrmNR9lnuD7juG4R1KloI4ZwO7t0TaDGgMFVKGjwfNXPHcp6EDR1UtMkzvmpiy1SsaASKaAPdaPvMewLK-oetjtzHZuwsA/s320/DSC04761.JPG" /></a> Look at those lips! </div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-71636577128748061562011-01-01T14:08:00.000-08:002011-01-03T08:17:44.112-08:00Liam is here!!Our favorite gift this year arrived on Christmas Eve! William Dale Peacock was born on 12/24/2010 at 5:57 p.m. He weighed 6 pounds 12 ounces and was 20 inches long. He is a beautiful baby, and Caroline and Jackson adore him! Brian and I feel greatly blessed.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557344926615850018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDHQXKGKn_88sV7vC7Sx2c6lbKtpG2NouhNKjqnpaniH2MEmuqebsZtB-h6VzCkVjv3lPBB9nAf4KU3wsJUDW6CaC1tL8joLesEjEqa1IVuXBKQsh26QtT4QgCmPGoUZJmFGMtGgKi6yw/s320/DSC04652.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Here's Liam getting the once-over by Dr. Ely.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557345880689182354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqir06Qey8wRp7aKUq8ILeuUakqmWzaffFNJnHfUEtFzdLbumlb0JphnEqSCUt0FfdgRflS3JYtJqlY6kJXJa3QiF3wtfYFQtidTVUeWX4TCo573Bfmn2SFIP63fOIxUlqii7XbzdKQHI/s320/DSC04669.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">He's such a handsome boy!</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557344931543426130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnSr8wbVO76bapbr1KHwj7QiHi-x-sC-imKKNkInuqmB5HGAxz7SJcs4weR6JgLE1CzEcAqKhnlMhTr6y20J4shbUiT4BwoUivCrr0I0pfNJavxdEGTSyqdG4bdHmjY1nMX5xubV0dOPI/s320/DSC04655.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Liam has one proud Daddy</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557344935070653378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjTxdQqTJRAMTvjBZ8QhMTVTUyVCPcRwx0QeFqxZWE17OTII_Az-GlQsAZ05j8WMwHFIew3RqwQv3kpjyWZL2_KbX3MN1PkEcxJwrN68m6HktBTl8mx1oh29nDl8xHhEAV-wNlBmPfHiI/s320/DSC04663.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">There are just no words to describe holding your new baby in your arms...</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557344939974141346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUFhVqtwwrYrcTnQxuKl8ofh8fdflfHbRTCVuxyJfI7dgUcKz1dgZ3-OlCrlwqpsLFe8xc4X_pzU3P8K0vnh_2jj4_jydVBOGOetY054NyEr2NWJUoM09gDiOUs6bzW_Fah7wDX2aHteA/s320/DSC04667.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Here's Liam in the arms of the world's best big sister ever!</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557344939755257794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh41XLg6YNWRdLby2JK1O8fL_-4keCRMBBesmW-akjxTXemOI033Lh32Cld8DIeuqr5CQjM3OWT5IcCLaM-2oysyZ9h0aXUWzyreJRW7Tdxl7LOeSBtE_PY3xztb1JSPUC2PYOs-oicqo0/s320/DSC04668.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">And here's Jackson not quite sure what it's all about (that changed as soon as we made it home...he now thinks that Liam is the funniest thing he's ever seen)</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557348882537621426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8UyrzrVHgY2nOrTj-MxJb0LQuQ_h98z2Ud8FVwcBreiI45wjko9dafiXHDsFQ-BKC0vyaIO26AkBmCr29vjLQ5KwK3gPgj91Bl4bDUt7WoxJ-EG4kVBz_cB2QnModjWC9aKyMd44scw/s320/DSC04675.JPG" />Getting cozy with Granddad...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557348879267181618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3yLUZFffL1nphs0_cXPAW-pBe3LU1CLZ51HtcsYxRwBQqrbkgaCoQd800qj9U29ND8emmEY6I29oZLodCQPXhTrCJBb2h9pIr8lE9pjlGBsAu4zVqOwNKLsnAxuw8Eld9elqPzwvKrWA/s320/DSC04672.JPG" /></p><p align="center">Showing Grandmama just how big he can yawn.</p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557348874653170418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM54G6MyQSUEf5Qfm0WpaF60eIDglzQYhTUlGxLoIgqSeij4MPne321hObochbYnJxb0bN1tW6tOVWZlr6ttpw9pANtfLtpgqyidQtD49vyqAhrLkuuGLxWoC4s96yKDmUjB1g6ciYJrU/s320/DSC04670+-+Copy.JPG" />Liam evened the gender score of PaPa's great grandchildren...the count is now 2 girls and 2 boys</p>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-55469896523298325192010-12-16T13:39:00.000-08:002010-12-16T13:49:05.161-08:00LollipopsHow should a 4-year-old girl, who is anxiously awaiting the arrival of a new baby brother, make the time pass a little more quickly? By making marshmallow lollipops, of course!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvdYNes_v_ecViYaZpW0U4RhI7voXYYSkcS18EfLj7Qhroh_Jpqd7YwvKjIusRdXdV0SXuZEHJ8E609vQwCtp41L67Vr2isGrOhhnFvdfK6_LFKJProdfU4XYGg8GHaAfRZH8yQXkiuHI/s1600/DSC04622.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551399134504230642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvdYNes_v_ecViYaZpW0U4RhI7voXYYSkcS18EfLj7Qhroh_Jpqd7YwvKjIusRdXdV0SXuZEHJ8E609vQwCtp41L67Vr2isGrOhhnFvdfK6_LFKJProdfU4XYGg8GHaAfRZH8yQXkiuHI/s320/DSC04622.JPG" /></a> Not only are they delicious, I think they turned out very pretty... Caroline did a wonderful job.The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-4292101464548928872010-10-27T10:45:00.001-07:002010-10-27T11:31:35.429-07:00Fall Fun DayFall Fun Day is one of Caroline's favorite days of the school year. Jackson and I headed to class with her this morning where we were served donuts, coffee, and hot chocolate. Yum-yum.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532786331594117746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpPOjnKc5xEuxc4WZRSL1EOOP7sOpDV9N09jJ9rClAAJ3yQBgZ8md4H28uU54lqB6OJ0yjG6mDYEAxJ7P_2u2n2tc5yUqLhKRBT8r0kek7W8UxO8U4P6zUBUr__is5qY2rX0BKEbKGgWg/s320/113_0385.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Caroline made quite an adorable Alice in Wonderland.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532784605340731890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTVRTe0oumln7u-7Ur0ULlwt1ROiNdzMFKwBaTGvGl_KFx0du3cXco7ewTFvJOIW4pzo2GcyHUHfOsw1Qz2dDFnf_HhWkHf_Wr9NjddVtk0q8BCnjSQ642Y4RmRICiF77dN0le7JERzLk/s320/113_0397.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Jackson's a smart boy...he headed to the kitchen to see what the girls were cooking up.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532784607610803346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Bby-T8MiygJz39ve777v1ssFHRBTpsDPdVuTg3zVxKlK1CKF3NsKD8Z1uhbOZ24s6wy3ozKW687dPrhcGbghP7uYxJyU93RbVh8I8M4ZdO7ytJmOmDK96bHVJL_eNpDMQjsROJLcKsI/s320/113_0400.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">On Monday, Caroline's class carved a jack-o-lantern. They picked the seeds out of the pumpkin and "planted" them in the grass behind the school. This morning the seeds had "grown" into a pumpkin patch. Caroline picked a huge one to decorate.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532784621784681586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHP43BXWqHVfonJKa-QRHv5PEZzXtMVaoSaGAIN85b3GJP7Y0ZgeSOTktbYV3EaKetUfiYcUD7G38Q6ZHnMMzdLxmYV7slYqTXohh4cjB8QTrOOhMhUZYUx2lVmjXTN9YnuIezYZ0LfKs/s320/113_0410.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Her class - dressed up and decked out!</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532784634906279042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt0Jkw2CYol5El16HKV-vosaLHt37MF_E0RJ4er_jEzWNLUcHkkms5_vwRxmULwVS4i_HrVq9u89rXas5xCJW3Gp4u-LKsWVqsf3SNeeEGp-IxiOPWhOhSmxSW9kQEFA8RQY6V3Z2qyyI/s320/113_0422.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Here is Caroline in art class drawing a cat. They worked with pastels this morning.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ7X0qcjULKj_sLOAOkvuMtJBecnc-G7mUHMk8wQLI6wX9Z8FCJddIbuhKlYI3g8lZWnllqARZDI9lFEObyqoRfSc-dk4quStSsyXNgknisloqVyLUM17b18BIvgGNofQ0CWzlZhqsVGg/s1600/113_0429.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532787161957505010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ7X0qcjULKj_sLOAOkvuMtJBecnc-G7mUHMk8wQLI6wX9Z8FCJddIbuhKlYI3g8lZWnllqARZDI9lFEObyqoRfSc-dk4quStSsyXNgknisloqVyLUM17b18BIvgGNofQ0CWzlZhqsVGg/s320/113_0429.JPG" /></a> Their assignment was to replicate the witch and cat faces (which were 3 dimensional) on paper. So, here is Caroline showing off her witch drawing. I think she did a fantastic job!<br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532785557234065762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbGj2mBS2b5X5ZM35kCXCf0NqyKgTLdKoAh1VKWbGu-3noo4GwKIBsqvZi8ZIptvI19SJ4cfPRqoMFd_4BKFovW5zEMDCj1w_Ozcnuha0hu_y0wnNU2-WycrEetKCNoKKkfGW62nZkto/s320/113_0425.JPG" /></div><div>While Caroline was in art class, Jackson got to play at the train table.</div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_pLOcz1hrOOWZ-OI5c2T1FrqosbVGEcx9-RmtfZ2li-CwA2cVXykaFnjtq2LBkZwQwB7D2DDtPzXgSe9ImI7xODwG9V2kx2r3BEvI7Km-i0w7I18Sj-eoXGhxQRqZQ-cXRdC3thekEHs/s1600/113_0432.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532785585288281586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_pLOcz1hrOOWZ-OI5c2T1FrqosbVGEcx9-RmtfZ2li-CwA2cVXykaFnjtq2LBkZwQwB7D2DDtPzXgSe9ImI7xODwG9V2kx2r3BEvI7Km-i0w7I18Sj-eoXGhxQRqZQ-cXRdC3thekEHs/s320/113_0432.JPG" /></a>He even got to play at recess... I think he's hooked on school :o)</div></div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-86325684551838835812010-10-26T12:35:00.000-07:002010-10-26T12:49:41.772-07:00Spidey CakesMany thanks to Diane for giving the kids these super cute spider leg cupcake holders. She very sweetly gave us three, so that Mini-We #3 won't be left out in the future. We made a batch of fudge cupcakes this morning and then had a fabulous time turning them into spidey friends! Sorry that the pics aren't as high-quality as usual...Brian has the "good" camera in London right now, and I have yet to perfect my photo taking skills with our other one. :o)<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532440994672274162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRvDg_KkkZw7zwWbfgEuiSJRlnLi__BEhpyRsPJ9vOWIXEzH-XSMVkXCSnexTWw-euNe67KASdF4hPHuhsDyYcUBxs8Iz-d0BXgE6evD61yCIw9cEY0hujOuCTVpIJ6I1Dvtx-ElijRpg/s320/113_0376.JPG" /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjB6qu_UyJxSLnHhbUmweRyRZb4RxgOyMWa3OSe6hw5LdjCEzDBU19J9HS_BrNmufYsHz7fMr8r3b2t4hLL7WLWYCV69z3rEc_uVGdxmScgmB044uzLk7cMYcrN4ywsbXXYOG0x5ap3Vs/s1600/113_0380.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532441001708429618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjB6qu_UyJxSLnHhbUmweRyRZb4RxgOyMWa3OSe6hw5LdjCEzDBU19J9HS_BrNmufYsHz7fMr8r3b2t4hLL7WLWYCV69z3rEc_uVGdxmScgmB044uzLk7cMYcrN4ywsbXXYOG0x5ap3Vs/s320/113_0380.JPG" /></a>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-88301259510184793392010-10-18T10:13:00.000-07:002010-10-18T10:26:03.466-07:00Yesterday<div>I snapped a ton of photos yesterday between Jackson getting his toddler bed and the bridal shower we threw at Mom's house, but here are two of my favorites...</div><div><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529436719194826018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnnK9oTZG8P_CvacNEBZ1BLxwcHt8tGbZDmsm60vxdDYMVHHhCm-mz9VhRcw-2Y1t_fWCPCv1327zoFt3_A5ADCoicptPxdB9mIZ7dz_rOp4rtba-m4lMrU0mGM8vfEIOo98lpfU1f4yw/s320/DSC04199.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Brian and Jackson assembled the bed. Caroline helped me dress it. As soon as it was ready, Jackson snuggled in, and we thought he'd never get out!</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529436722869916866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1U_p_Qvxontdf_Ui5ngZ-q-Hxa3lcGOv5K-GIQND1G176AGaJOsOpcXSniaVpAIw8WUPpFSbJykt2VqpdUd88RXJ_VKDFBlvRTYtd__3qpm3h_b9MFXrTLmqukqgqwWP8s6Vm78xZloY/s320/DSC04201.JPG" />Caroline rode in a mini-van full of balloons to Brittany's shower.</div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-90938344407724476372010-09-29T09:31:00.000-07:002010-09-29T09:36:16.276-07:00Oh how it flies!<div>Jackson turns 18-months-old today! How can that possibly be?</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522374535159741074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOerTrQwnM1RnNixl1itdJAqkZ5_amm5Fm4CJsKAhkzjgOBpuFeZn-kzH1JFGkSEOOWObUnwGJkh6lOMiQp9rU3tRwjKGTwauAL9YhheRJatVUEnjQsSn0AGw2T_hNhJm0pdplHgS9iWo/s320/DSC04159.JPG" />The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-34790788924588727782010-09-08T08:45:00.000-07:002010-09-08T08:59:44.512-07:00First Day Back!Caroline headed back to preschool this morning. She is very excited to be in the 4-year-old class. I didn't get to snap a ton of pics, but here are a few of what I did get...<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyto_bv4etBtu_OKnvFleQ3GqD5WS3zV10iWj_4dB0_fa_Y8GJ57c0O3mE00PI5z5t_lmxFHJhzfdcP0EctQYMntdluj8l-W_DnSXypbBfjSvd28UTbA_30GbXbd1xjY-gTmyOptEYNRA/s1600/DSC04088.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514570413388533858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyto_bv4etBtu_OKnvFleQ3GqD5WS3zV10iWj_4dB0_fa_Y8GJ57c0O3mE00PI5z5t_lmxFHJhzfdcP0EctQYMntdluj8l-W_DnSXypbBfjSvd28UTbA_30GbXbd1xjY-gTmyOptEYNRA/s320/DSC04088.JPG" /></a> We all know that Caroline might quite possibly be the biggest Olivia fan on the planet. Well, last spring when she discovered that Olivia's friend, Francine, takes a bento box lunch to school, Caroline decided she simply must get one, too. We found this pink one at Pottery Barn Kids back in July. The top left compartment has its own "door," so Caroline asked if I could put a "special, secret dessert" inside of it that will be a surprise for her when she finishes her main meal. You can see it's vanilla oreos, but she still has another hour before she gets to find out.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQSLesKJKRK6PGw1rhkTXBuRxpWFI8H4cmNajenLYz4KhdpNryVL6nyl2I7mtYV6g_3kyGOMqKAhbxSa8IkWeEDIkruse_SVDwvLJAW2uvdUheI_Sd7bmKP4Gv7fe4iEfkbyIQaSkm5D0/s1600/DSC04093.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514570404691045426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQSLesKJKRK6PGw1rhkTXBuRxpWFI8H4cmNajenLYz4KhdpNryVL6nyl2I7mtYV6g_3kyGOMqKAhbxSa8IkWeEDIkruse_SVDwvLJAW2uvdUheI_Sd7bmKP4Gv7fe4iEfkbyIQaSkm5D0/s320/DSC04093.JPG" /></a>Is this girl excited to be headed back to school, or what? :o)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxIW2pXPAPs5Rp2bLoqRPoRT5DO_u1xHqZ_J_Mje66mSyOPgaKX8H67g8XieoG5HYMVENR3J2AZowYL6SId6N8eeRa1C3Wr99DANWzTT3Qynn4EwQuz76TP12gx419aAq6qpQHO8yoPNc/s1600/DSC04096.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514570393381183138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxIW2pXPAPs5Rp2bLoqRPoRT5DO_u1xHqZ_J_Mje66mSyOPgaKX8H67g8XieoG5HYMVENR3J2AZowYL6SId6N8eeRa1C3Wr99DANWzTT3Qynn4EwQuz76TP12gx419aAq6qpQHO8yoPNc/s320/DSC04096.JPG" /></a> The one thing I was not prepared for this morning was Jackson's reaction to dropping Caroline off. During the 3 months of summer, the amount of time Jackson spends actually playing with Caroline (as opposed to separately but in the same room with her) has increased dramatically. He was so very, very upset that she walked into school leaving him in the mini-van. <div></div></div><br /></div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-84942324415218945502010-09-08T08:05:00.000-07:002010-09-08T08:30:10.346-07:00Labor DayWe had a fabulous Labor Day this year! We packed a picnic lunch and headed to Celebration Park. The kids spent the morning playing soccer, running through the splash pad, and climbing all over the playground. Then while Jackson napped, Brian and Caroline hit the pool. We ended the evening by grilling turkey burgers. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yumm</span>-o! Hope yours was wonderful as well.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514560723752453506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis6lEZj-Nb_AlgRVP2MYmTxIWnV46TTuuS8zyvR_19svm-E0d_is2CqsW1KOAVtC_m62BYeOfhWfXJ3-463zYhTS9_hVVN6soTwS320iuLb-AwYdBI5CEX8_oTN7vg2brjxPi8u_YWpso/s320/DSC04053.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Jackson chowing down on fried chicken, strawberries, kiwi, and pineapple.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514560733286535586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOKBbhh-tt3MPY_RD9HqT_xvLn9thUGnCXXQkBMepb0prtwCC7DbMI-MXYJOm0pOQuczBiGP2tu353FytWIqu4qa7yqmbMNp8BByiQw0vh80iiLsD6sqZmhQBGl1vo2f_rnCoOqxeFAaU/s320/DSC04059.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">The kids played soccer for quite awhile. At this moment, Caroline is actually saying, "Jackson, you're not supposed to use your hands when you play soccer."</div><div align="center"> </div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514560736134164082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1pdfeTT0V54Txs-rB2jrCEF4PulEM0IO53wk0djhzTezAaFVtuN-YDyiLu-YOC9l3BmlQwniNRi71kOiQ1fe6HNKNvVJVp3YBBGlkayc5lhEayK7NybD5RUfqqazJ9a_hnonQ7K7dOZw/s320/DSC04063.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Look at those sweet cheeks...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514560743233594834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_u7EoH5mjWP5qChvjAdOx9s2XZdScQYs4-_J7xS-CXn1r5ofKgARwgxXRsYlKRNoqkhkYbM1y4cQBAZuOymR6RSjKgZMLmPfgldZDlu4tlniGLfsrm91H2nmrE0ugmuF3qHZ76vA_yM/s320/DSC04066.JPG" />Splash pad time!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514560752985052946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7i-NDsloks3sgUWPesTMx-GqIfElahHXKr5-4xRInpaf0E_dzMEaE5_MrLAdkUlj83V5e9R9u-DtIanO2XNF5vlnP2WFp-qj-TodYGJO3BqBenHGdAC8nfXc9smiFDElOnO_y3yG5omA/s320/DSC04072.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">My fellas scoping things out</div><div align="center"> </div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514561923004124498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_IiWxmwkS36VCklXmMuL4viJ-VqYaRq9mFtzkK3ZVTAdFQ2qgiF0H6JlpFC_SUqk1uUkzxUH14mo20unQ8iRVxyTlaobG4KldX763dLd6x5uRylklZKlCgTFN95SaYtvLI6kkWHM7t8/s320/DSC04078.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">I love this one - it's just pure joy on his face</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAUd9tIAuTH_tiOApQ2NQDYjRGWFICIPfNW7ac9m62LsnWl_ggvTUByqFy4IeLvWchFxTANuyugmdrHurrwq_DZZCsDJtiD3LpO69YjZVNda1kufUfjCZ8yR8xv96m7bS2KcG-BUm9_0/s1600/DSC04080.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514561934862038706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAUd9tIAuTH_tiOApQ2NQDYjRGWFICIPfNW7ac9m62LsnWl_ggvTUByqFy4IeLvWchFxTANuyugmdrHurrwq_DZZCsDJtiD3LpO69YjZVNda1kufUfjCZ8yR8xv96m7bS2KcG-BUm9_0/s320/DSC04080.JPG" /></a> They don't come any sweeter than this.</div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-41755865738819398682010-08-06T09:31:00.001-07:002010-08-06T09:45:37.983-07:007 days to go...<div align="center"> until ballet lessons begin!</div><div align="center"><br /><br />Last week, Nana called to tell Caroline that she was sending money for her ballet shoes and ice cream. Well in true Nana style, she actually sent money for the leotard, skirt, tights, shoes, matching scrunchy for a bun, AND ice cream! Caroline was so proud to have her own big-girl cash to pay with.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502336425878889522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAR9V3J4wvA6rEGVnd2BiECC-KNgHFVfCxharqsmGJth23A_xH7HELEOsFYX_WR4zasjETojDzJngMX1Z0OcZf0tqOCmbl1u8vnz5IhlGI5xQW3srHmO36jGXVyrXtw54vZH7aL7QeCpE/s320/DSC03952+-+Copy.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Here she is decked out head-to-toe in her lavender and pink ballet ensemble. I was treated to a ballet performance after snapping this pic.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502336432913875346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJS9Jg9IDq19VEnjgUDLVwmf3Qlrx49lIeYRx_zy4IEPLuh5Cv0E-wYc4_HlrdOtsNBgCzSupf1Jp90xJsn0FLkXiVk9kCrEfv4GjL8-_5PZAwOXRz424cFu8kmRJirGohXTP2UcEIA08/s320/DSC03956.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">Isn't she the sweetest and prettiest ballerina ever?</div><div align="center"> </div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502336441443549970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJd5csl-fmi8yJFs3hUmq4h8CHBOC8GZv9Dbw8_o3dfnEl153W7Tr5pZr0B5bLIFp_lDXR7n48ohU0-NDFBsRKCSWFaKf6psi1cXVFsDbmR1nAixf98hKBZDvTMQPSCHUUBhlk1jeAusc/s320/DSC03957.JPG" /><br /></div><p align="center">Buns are required in the studio, and I think her little one is adorable.</p><p align="center">Stay tuned for photos from her first day of class!</p>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-79589265102934533512010-08-05T07:08:00.000-07:002010-08-05T08:07:02.598-07:00Savory CheesecakesDuring the weekends, Brian and I love to watch the cooking shows on PBS. This past Saturday, Brian was watching a Jacques Pepin show when he called me over to the TV. "These look awesome. I want to try these," he said. Pepin and his daughter were making mini cheesecakes with blue cheese. They looked delicious, so last night I whipped up a batch for us. Turns out, they are beyond yummy. BTW, the recipe can be found <a href="http://www.kqed.org/w/morefastfoodmyway/episode216.html">here</a>.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501929181723530802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhPUhnohQKvuUjtWBX9AdFWl9y2C4p3ZHXrS8CCZLBXoG7jvOBTerCreNnzuMaQhN-BrbLG9GIrcgFKU6sM8iAlIWlbrjOwLHwxrNcz6QxcFexWRA8Ko_ychgI4wwNINiZGQP5TJysGeQ/s320/DSC03935.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Here are the cheesecakes ready to go into the oven. The recipe calls for a slice of bread processed into bread crumbs, but I actually used a baguette for the crumbs. I also substituted parmesan cheese in one of the cups, since blue cheese in on the do-not-eat list for preggos.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501929186811465090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmjH9W4DQLpvO1GYVusT-qFtJKeYITuf8XXZOvbEFBS442QiarkJ_wN1sadHTNC8zmDMCTUrMvGsJSukgZSmkCvUR_otIoFcGffDXQTeJzJZIcMHFd1xbaaZHrkTvDAFTSVbWDgiYCtwg/s320/DSC03938.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Fresh out of the oven, they look great...but will they stick to the cups? Pepin used 3/4 C souffle molds for his cheesecakes. I used 1C ramekins, so even though mine puffed nicely, they didn't puff over the top of the cups like his did.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501929200279900834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9j1_IKq2KyGWVuXF7Sex8YB5uz3Fnt3wqBDziUDmZ82sZXI3plETsrl-VfQCw14PfHALGiq5ZBsyMi17rPzwJqYEbfu9eYnQSM6a1a7sRr5ifkjM9kRUJ_1NTPaiDTIBx6cNYY4V9X-M/s320/DSC03941.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Voila! It unmolded perfectly. This is a blue cheese one. In the 10 minutes of cool-down time, the cheesecakes pulled away from the sides of the ramekins completely. I didn't even need to loosen the sides with a butter knife. I simply inverted the cups and the cheesecakes came right out.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501929208338435458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvMvnAw7AyIbrG7mE00jTcFSx01lNi_7tgWvSGY295xuXmJ_APo7-Ji9mof0ZFK2K2UuebFfgfGdUoU_0OGGIxb-yHAMUoXQq9ufCZQ18_Jo4Rf6iu7TmlaeXmjvrGU37E-ZGnSsLxt3I/s320/DSC03945.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">My parm cheesecake was delish, though I can't wait to devour one made with my favorite blue cheese.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0fsNpbRdOx9Of2Vz8O2_PjpdIZZUsXnRoOynvEArvh1ifx9rJtYAMe7IkkdpTAGOfWQS9l6c7gKkFBOdH8FSZJptLCol45-WsDdWZXYdSN_toMlHWUGpze7qStEyaKT5KQhZn3tDGfec/s1600/DSC03946.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501929594252713458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0fsNpbRdOx9Of2Vz8O2_PjpdIZZUsXnRoOynvEArvh1ifx9rJtYAMe7IkkdpTAGOfWQS9l6c7gKkFBOdH8FSZJptLCol45-WsDdWZXYdSN_toMlHWUGpze7qStEyaKT5KQhZn3tDGfec/s320/DSC03946.JPG" /></a> Added bonus:</div><br /><div align="center">leftover baguette + leftover cream cheese + jam = scrumptious breakfast today<br /><div><div><div><div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-39491529195984777492010-08-04T07:19:00.001-07:002010-08-04T07:22:10.956-07:00YummyFresh pears from my aunt's tree... I'll definitely be coming up with a fun way to use these.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQoz33dKi2TlDS5lPyOUz8XQLQbzVFh65zo3OL5m_DxTHV3GzmqOWTgSF9TjGZXo7yF3jO2YZp3JAMrM9i-b1qJCHEZPnpvuIU4xuDXhUHWX52h5CtxYpuMPlAi7DbzAMHptTwmpRpCnQ/s1600/DSC03932.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501559554002153746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQoz33dKi2TlDS5lPyOUz8XQLQbzVFh65zo3OL5m_DxTHV3GzmqOWTgSF9TjGZXo7yF3jO2YZp3JAMrM9i-b1qJCHEZPnpvuIU4xuDXhUHWX52h5CtxYpuMPlAi7DbzAMHptTwmpRpCnQ/s320/DSC03932.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-67987055689471844442010-08-03T08:10:00.001-07:002010-08-03T08:18:36.676-07:00Family PicsHere's a sneak peek from our Saturday photo session with Laura Beltran of Watermelon Photography. It was 107-degrees, and Jackson was less than thrilled about having to stay still for photos, but Laura was really patient and upbeat. I can't wait to see all of them.<br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">www.watermelon-photography.com</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501202037307366658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj20lsQB-TfUEHItAUjV0whHD1WGySqLFj30MyTW9dsVcaQ4QEWhN0acR0Zq7mDByonPhyYckRpWE9S5sssR1GTY8irxg0OxOwALQ8s_UWsMhkUqpFUEmHE3AcUBGyIpc8WOG7zrek1r0/s320/33512_1555767421094_1442483574_1460269_352397_n.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501202046291274962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhercrFd-C2DPRdnFTyPPct-jHOIl9IyF-hE6ZLSXbbbMP38R7Ey2vsonJycBTycn55LRp1dT8d22TtqZxVmfgZarAd8aeFSI-PKMACQ1pC-EKTVSUWvPLviIGh3VpoBkObBUjoj3o7Dok/s320/33512_1555767381093_1442483574_1460268_6537660_n.jpg" />The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-86879108831069494742010-08-02T18:30:00.000-07:002010-08-02T19:29:09.230-07:00Dad's 60th<div><div>Two weekends ago, we celebrated Dad's 60th birthday. He didn't want a big party, but we wanted to do something a little different than our standard birthday dinner at one of our houses, so we headed out to Lake Lavon and ate burgers and catfish at the Harbor House. Then we headed back to Mom and Dad's for chocolate pie and presents.</div><div> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500992385822247602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaiilk5vZzwpI6hNDV2KIs_TV5OqS5YtlePJP_L0VWTNgus1taYBqhuvFdr-sK0zJeqzPM5f9EfJYWaMARD6Bgru4ks2FRjgbEr0x_yvGAUbAaK8BsReFmzdgvWEAvUgHDc821MAGkp1I/s320/DSC03854.JPG" /></div><div align="center">I must admit this photo does not do the fish justice. These were seriously monster fish that hang out by the restaurant...they are fed all day long by patrons of the burger joint.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500992392674842066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju9qlk8Y_qi9lrEgoQM_g983NtivR1wNrG8zNiumlR23n5k9imNcNkvJdAUO-q2uaUCcsw9-t68ndIuNJJIG_Z0s2tnELSx2WduxZFI3Wvy2FkxbK8ucFoEdmAt0jvjL-RQZKEf827D0I/s320/DSC03856.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Caroline tossing hot dog bun to the already gigantic fish.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500992408567068082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtpi59Dgd-CkP5WrVAylvgbOMPZs5R-LwUXzTE8DfLvmIlsjUvy-wDdVzLmbGgk8m8maXCNJbJm0KfULBtL16ACIoPPurCH5lV0QDDKBtEoTDptkpdQqoiWNhPeDxu2ERxgkp5k6yH53M/s320/DSC03862.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Caroline and Grandmama</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500992398424856946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjKO0pJFOdSax_PA7wOrT_dUnrMYlA-rcdLappuQw97cH_zayZcTN26RsFhYBsQjYIQY9VwsuZ_kKHrMCbsO4rDi-A8SyF2gI83O6_Ts1XJlGjDLY8koMvanWYXIc3s8GUKGthYJ5uiYA/s320/DSC03861.JPG" /> Um, let's hope that gift isn't breakable...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500992415039833730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlm25rDQf6k7sjSQvTM5dJ2unHq-COr6BHEy3sVi_7msvLBqb-7vEU-IAB5qiMc1JyU_tMHifsvWH9tHiWr0GBEzzTfP7ClX0rp2hU5T59LpylG-IdXOndwH3903Uhc96_VhQqrX9EvQs/s320/DSC03871.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Oh phew...it's a tent.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501001393641839746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1RbPS5VHl-XoGbCVDRU8YpUdP3PZGHLx1qJFmxqWcnwjZ-nyL2oJSzRltWUIoUqGX6sOrzKVa3eNwW_2AzeJ55C2Lg5Vgi_ipLfVRUw56IHe9A4DTVjus1MSuqvibHyjnPhYvgVOevdY/s320/DSC03879.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Dad's new therma pad.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501002899933195554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM3wlcbcv1kiNinZvVPBKs4sGgWNZhAN2k1hunxxLiy3MmPWK7xIHbgPO7w87QGXGydIntOTZle-UwnL3rTgPMjCOuySwLyfYdwUKqNwViVEdWeZ0s5QoR6nKNOuF3-35IudWtb92WhGw/s320/DSC03890.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Three men, one tent.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501001402097130258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4MsP9MACNO-Nho57l-OrTc5fdLNdqtyWs54Srcu9V7ssqW1BOhpC2Ozpyy0QDJbca-8gpAYJ17DS2VSwbe-89YQ8ZZ9QOYBgLiLQEYLyZ3SExh1AxWbQUwJqIU5_PJ7TDK_1Y1LTdjn0/s320/DSC03898.JPG" />The tent passed the grandkid test, so it must be a keeper!</div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-90497848712042556722010-06-25T18:38:00.000-07:002010-06-25T18:44:34.061-07:00Introducing Baby P #3!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUwpmiLXwSl4HsLmEppU0h_esgDTIS9rh1_7ZozHsLjIK5VrMK91mAaukLZRLIsiI0lPYmGtKFO0f2-6nhaGWqBdaExAnrOz-HKvxcYFqf3eOpVvr_Kx10W1yRZzpwPPh0LvvUcDI-7YE/s1600/Scan10-06-25_1429.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486891577350411218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUwpmiLXwSl4HsLmEppU0h_esgDTIS9rh1_7ZozHsLjIK5VrMK91mAaukLZRLIsiI0lPYmGtKFO0f2-6nhaGWqBdaExAnrOz-HKvxcYFqf3eOpVvr_Kx10W1yRZzpwPPh0LvvUcDI-7YE/s320/Scan10-06-25_1429.jpg" /></a>Baby P #3 is on the way! The holiday season will be extra special this year since we'll welcome our new bundle of joy.<br /></div>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8954354421399684943.post-8497320259003056662010-06-20T15:24:00.000-07:002010-06-20T15:33:16.207-07:00Father's Day 2010<div align="center">Happy Father's Day to all the wonderful dads in my life: Brian, Dad, Dale, Papa, Patrick & Rhett!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484986043836420402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2B-tMS81Wq6imIRezE3l0s3J6MXNWdvqSLr7O9_ngcXyHAK_3SMgcC4m4O7MTDi-zYCyNr-L1Zr718n-TA5dmDsT5E92a2oT_xXPWd-IEecv8xUfnxS9IdHoHVxIEaat-m6UsAwIb2O4/s320/DSC03681.JPG" /> <p align="center">Doesn't our little group look happy after hamburgers, coleslaw, and strawberry shortcake?</p>The Flockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02928800684877363603noreply@blogger.com0