tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66489303879437415522024-03-06T02:38:39.243-06:00Get The Scoop on The Russell's~ Oh taste and see that the ~ Lord is good!Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.comBlogger189125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-11482110093112188812011-04-01T19:18:00.004-05:002011-04-01T19:39:17.318-05:00New Blog!!<div style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font: normal normal normal 13px/19px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; padding-top: 0.6em; padding-right: 0.6em; padding-bottom: 0.6em; padding-left: 0.6em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "><p>Here is the link to our new blog, <a href="http://www.ourblessedchaos.com/"> </a><a href="http://www.ourblessedchaos.com">Our Blessed Chaos</a>!! Still playing with themes and you'll see there's still tweaking to do, but that's the fun of it, little by little I can customize it to fit our family(as time allows of course!) I'll be posting on this site from now on so if you 'follow' our blog scroll to the bottom(of the new blog) to subscribe to this site name as the other one will not show updates.</p><p>As for the name change, I didn't want to change from 5scoops to 6scoops because well what if more flavors get piled on top?!! As Ben and I have been praying and searching the scriptures we know that God wants our hearts to mirror His and He tells us over and over that children are a blessing and not a burden. He is the one who opens and closes the womb, and having a large family is not something that we should prevent out of fear (of which there are many forms, maybe that's for a later post). Anyhow as the Lord works on our hearts and our family the name 'Our Blessed Chaos' fits us just nicely regardless if more children are given to us!! Thanks to my good friend Angie who came up with the name!(She knows us well!!)</p><p>So as often as you visit, sit back and enjoy the chaos!!!</p><p><br /></p><p>~Seeing Jesus in the midst of it all,</p><p>Jeni</p></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-41008987840222271822011-03-25T12:29:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:39:32.138-05:00365~84 ...to the snow He says, 'Fall on the earth,"<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEkuz2mILOKIFC5TJiNYaQWVUmQLnRlWPhr1qUD6yXT_EGderkrGyTD_5MDv0TJ5RvblPkyyWwaT_uBzC68r-u23DK_ZolGrhBWr1rIwH6zS9B4Szw99VpodPjiJ_IqssrA3wrb2MAWqA/s1600/032511_4991.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEkuz2mILOKIFC5TJiNYaQWVUmQLnRlWPhr1qUD6yXT_EGderkrGyTD_5MDv0TJ5RvblPkyyWwaT_uBzC68r-u23DK_ZolGrhBWr1rIwH6zS9B4Szw99VpodPjiJ_IqssrA3wrb2MAWqA/s400/032511_4991.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590294999562873954" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large; ">"For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;">and do not return there but water the earth,</div><div style="text-align: center;">making it bring forth and sprout,</div><div style="text-align: center;">giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth;</div><div style="text-align: center;">it shall not return to me empty,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but it shall accomplish that which I purpose,</div><div style="text-align: center;">and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.1</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Is 55:10-11</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-8445252690274579442011-03-24T12:53:00.005-05:002011-03-30T00:36:14.680-05:00365~83 "Meanie-Tiny-Mo"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93GikL30DC7C4De0wJNwyFvMA6yC9SmrpIHQY9iR_Z5tsyOAu5bCG36BZmSOgsP9fJ5skf0zug3OlGHPlGtLjJo3tYbMiaxijhGarzUoGW4lsxcWIHlWnCjwhTdmUEsC5_Uqcm0IHGEQ/s1600/032411_4841.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93GikL30DC7C4De0wJNwyFvMA6yC9SmrpIHQY9iR_Z5tsyOAu5bCG36BZmSOgsP9fJ5skf0zug3OlGHPlGtLjJo3tYbMiaxijhGarzUoGW4lsxcWIHlWnCjwhTdmUEsC5_Uqcm0IHGEQ/s400/032411_4841.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589741398752298370" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My kids love rolls and to their delight daddy brought home a big bag of them the other night! Well with lunch today Gabe was buttering them up and the younger kids were fighting for the first. Jake came out disappointed and told me "Moooom we did, 'My mom told me... meanie tiny mo', and Madi was 'it' and she took mine"! Oh they learn so young! </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He was still thrilled to have the next one!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-87129233287285347532011-03-23T12:24:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:40:20.248-05:00365~82 Surprise*Surprise*<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn1q9UtfCfLMtg18-bj1xoexLpmemN2NGUdSPEjzVQkpm77u1DUziw9UoMqoqmx-YxHooEyQE1tl3Mlz-aT8M2aPWu5k8MVnNMriv9UzwB36sf0UOu633857hHxyu0aNkTJFGdnc1sYMA/s1600/032311_4517.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn1q9UtfCfLMtg18-bj1xoexLpmemN2NGUdSPEjzVQkpm77u1DUziw9UoMqoqmx-YxHooEyQE1tl3Mlz-aT8M2aPWu5k8MVnNMriv9UzwB36sf0UOu633857hHxyu0aNkTJFGdnc1sYMA/s400/032311_4517.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589739826221105122" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So I put on a jacket this morning that I haven't worn since late last summer(while I could still fit in it!) And whudda ya kno'... There's chocolate!! Though I did find it in the presence of my kids so I HAD to share! ;-( But still I was thankful for my 'one' piece!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-36617590172119580882011-03-22T12:17:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:40:36.606-05:00365~81 Cloth for the dollies!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4SYQltly2XGIHpysbP2emamOjnig3kc75C-DnLqXDRX38nQRFSlepM0S3zFqOfe3nJteJdCvxinDYekle67qWQakGbjwIL-BghcCPcz5mF7w-Qpjxq1ukd2v-bb59V5ZI-3xWpYbRTlU/s1600/032211_4527.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4SYQltly2XGIHpysbP2emamOjnig3kc75C-DnLqXDRX38nQRFSlepM0S3zFqOfe3nJteJdCvxinDYekle67qWQakGbjwIL-BghcCPcz5mF7w-Qpjxq1ukd2v-bb59V5ZI-3xWpYbRTlU/s400/032211_4527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589738039687713138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Her dolls are even sporting cloth diapers!! She's a pro at changing her baby as well as Alison!(and she's 5!!) I'm amazed at her nurturing instinct. She just 'loves' taking care of little ones and is a huge help to mama!!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-77690747865148389382011-03-21T12:15:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:41:06.281-05:00365~80 3 months old!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWEVRyWuyIpt6hhTZ9yU_cQLeLoF0O_Q-bGZBK86XGq3O4hT7co6UMfctEgk7ROrGtHacdB8fA19CKx_Q5UXPcYbhwWBbwMubQ0RTrcOxGWWs4_2ifuiGzdrf7bwOmpLqvKEA0oK7QsU/s1600/032111_45411.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWEVRyWuyIpt6hhTZ9yU_cQLeLoF0O_Q-bGZBK86XGq3O4hT7co6UMfctEgk7ROrGtHacdB8fA19CKx_Q5UXPcYbhwWBbwMubQ0RTrcOxGWWs4_2ifuiGzdrf7bwOmpLqvKEA0oK7QsU/s400/032111_45411.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589737528582291026" /></a><br />She still looks so small in our big bed! Oh how fast these days go by. ;-(Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-28154785971087803512011-03-20T22:00:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:41:50.439-05:00365~79<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOjq9v35aZ-MLPNAs5uA4RPwjYposZW64AU0ePkohxPGKhD6hkmv7bOHh93iBwbvDzCpP1Tt4H792aqpfbm-5Ks1_dniXEKF0EpuzPZJ1JY36ow6BFXtAl_rMxTE_lBPipg_o5wBiYrsc/s1600/032011_45581.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOjq9v35aZ-MLPNAs5uA4RPwjYposZW64AU0ePkohxPGKhD6hkmv7bOHh93iBwbvDzCpP1Tt4H792aqpfbm-5Ks1_dniXEKF0EpuzPZJ1JY36ow6BFXtAl_rMxTE_lBPipg_o5wBiYrsc/s400/032011_45581.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589735410364962722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A day at the cousins' being very silly together!!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-37569650131241848752011-03-19T23:58:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:42:06.380-05:00365~78 "Chicken"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQq7kjkNTWcmbgMqTfU4rqOG_B5kt4LlF701qSwbAlqC9_WvV609_k_z1qngbtVJmKKMX4Ad514HKwLgRqJT-cYRGr6ib-m71LBaTzL4SdpMQxCYcvgisvvxYHY15Rq_4Yukh460IKcGY/s1600/031911_45851.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQq7kjkNTWcmbgMqTfU4rqOG_B5kt4LlF701qSwbAlqC9_WvV609_k_z1qngbtVJmKKMX4Ad514HKwLgRqJT-cYRGr6ib-m71LBaTzL4SdpMQxCYcvgisvvxYHY15Rq_4Yukh460IKcGY/s400/031911_45851.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589733129727510322" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Braden and his cousin playing Chicken! A super fun dice game!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-14366992209509663532011-03-18T23:56:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:44:17.541-05:00365~77 No Magic Shell<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsmderIKg1wH4WfQ6ohqECTfjGUMHL2u8GSJfXADvscnDUTlMnDy2pYwp-AtzfWEx5EjGC_VPCgUs1KF7cj4N8ausAxLdP5gx5mhU8iwYAA1N0S_kl1wfMTc_i55sWpwK-4hSt2BIz2tc/s1600/031811_4608.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsmderIKg1wH4WfQ6ohqECTfjGUMHL2u8GSJfXADvscnDUTlMnDy2pYwp-AtzfWEx5EjGC_VPCgUs1KF7cj4N8ausAxLdP5gx5mhU8iwYAA1N0S_kl1wfMTc_i55sWpwK-4hSt2BIz2tc/s400/031811_4608.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589732503315033474" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We ran out of 'Magic Shell' so the boys decided to melt chocolate chips and drizzle them on their ice cream! Worked like a charm, they loved it!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-20774414528676039352011-03-17T23:53:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:44:46.890-05:00365~76<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwy97xorAku6cuLqYDfp1LYZvwrNeDyuv1_oj7i74C4yDKvG21Wbf9FCF5c7LAb_6R6NbSc5HdO3QYRnEJj4g7vpnmQJwhWb4FU3Ll_fjQyaKqlDm0L315-DF8S3pzheYHTyD6k-r3wKc/s1600/031711_4622.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwy97xorAku6cuLqYDfp1LYZvwrNeDyuv1_oj7i74C4yDKvG21Wbf9FCF5c7LAb_6R6NbSc5HdO3QYRnEJj4g7vpnmQJwhWb4FU3Ll_fjQyaKqlDm0L315-DF8S3pzheYHTyD6k-r3wKc/s400/031711_4622.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589732085377913570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Pretty sky, even through the tree in our front yard!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-90565405605289614892011-03-16T12:18:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:45:30.196-05:00365~75 Mixed Drinks!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs2WiGrZmMYQ2_y97nCMDNb1pPz2Gjmt35T0hreb-AKh_6f-bmd9q1TGLpJHVFE1ynOOUS5-AG4Cqn-nyF9BGUhgnx9O2cfLnhjHdUr9Gdo04aQ7MXLzJMoMqDNbppdqoXKeslMTL7utw/s1600/031611_4648.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs2WiGrZmMYQ2_y97nCMDNb1pPz2Gjmt35T0hreb-AKh_6f-bmd9q1TGLpJHVFE1ynOOUS5-AG4Cqn-nyF9BGUhgnx9O2cfLnhjHdUr9Gdo04aQ7MXLzJMoMqDNbppdqoXKeslMTL7utw/s400/031611_4648.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589553160364233554" /></a>Every Wednesday after art class we go to Grandma's coffee shop. It's a highlight of the week! Well the kids get to pick whatever drink they want... soda, hot chocolate, smoothie, etc. Well for a few of them that choose soda they like to experiment and for the last few weeks they've filled their cups with equal amounts of each flavor (minus diet coke): Coke-Sprite-Root Beer-Lemonade-Orange. Sounds gross but they insist it's delicious!!Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-55942307783802980932011-03-15T20:24:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:46:06.120-05:00365~74<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhODD63TfSXvetv8_DK2BOpjLpI74ksc0upTinQVzc3ug0v23c_l47e0tnzNdriJP8QoxfJaVCUjauxIr8uhKZGa2TrAcDX1O5Ie_nf83ykc8IL-Rhq1NJegI0AopK-THhk_6zNv2ctgfI/s1600/031511_4476.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhODD63TfSXvetv8_DK2BOpjLpI74ksc0upTinQVzc3ug0v23c_l47e0tnzNdriJP8QoxfJaVCUjauxIr8uhKZGa2TrAcDX1O5Ie_nf83ykc8IL-Rhq1NJegI0AopK-THhk_6zNv2ctgfI/s400/031511_4476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589307299331756050" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We have an acrobat!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxtULkbqW0K6eS5onAj6QB8-RV7DgSgeLRP8pDy0vaZz-jpmmyPX4gEpu7BAu6ZHmUnRNjJ_oVnRsU5BnO33w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-84285055636928903232011-03-14T20:10:00.000-05:002011-03-31T12:46:41.426-05:00365~73<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBPRubf9juyxrG42BqQwrbamDj5nYCDJXuKOJcUDH1fRHrjOHzBzGsH32D4Bg36UGMDSQVUuHPwF_999kYESJp7JJyN6zYqbyDN_cVmvm383YlOXaS41AsELfvIhGBrz9LRwoRqneC3U/s1600/031411_4690.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBPRubf9juyxrG42BqQwrbamDj5nYCDJXuKOJcUDH1fRHrjOHzBzGsH32D4Bg36UGMDSQVUuHPwF_999kYESJp7JJyN6zYqbyDN_cVmvm383YlOXaS41AsELfvIhGBrz9LRwoRqneC3U/s400/031411_4690.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589303665470100850" /></a><br />Ethan LOVES his little "Clairabelle" (his nickname for her)! And check out the belly! I ran out of pants to go with her onesies so I put these(0-3mo) on her til her 'stretchy' pants were dry!Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-63693460863214860532011-03-13T19:30:00.000-05:002011-03-31T13:05:12.974-05:00365~72<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCCyXPSSaFcbGspyAupMN_Ojbln3JVb3gtlRzkXkmIN7QlU9W2gGSz4JSYt7bFazOISmJ6NB8OgICoQ8Ja3-4Zp-pKoCkbh7yOReP9cSIZ4lYm3Rwpgj-qLf3ZQkPUWu-lUrC4-XFXNRE/s1600/031311_4760.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCCyXPSSaFcbGspyAupMN_Ojbln3JVb3gtlRzkXkmIN7QlU9W2gGSz4JSYt7bFazOISmJ6NB8OgICoQ8Ja3-4Zp-pKoCkbh7yOReP9cSIZ4lYm3Rwpgj-qLf3ZQkPUWu-lUrC4-XFXNRE/s400/031311_4760.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588556385555782546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Mmmmm Down-home cookin'...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Making my mom's Chicken N' Noodles</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-13808188472334512962011-03-12T21:10:00.000-06:002011-03-31T13:06:28.951-05:00365~71 Doing Sports God's Way<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDDn9-XdcO97aeyVnXF94kKsdjgp8O5yOa4FwFjuA8_JdW0W5BE9wSIV6CDb0HnVXGDTc4fb9tA8LOIT5fPSxbsDWo1J3nAnS1W5QvEsS0MLgEzW39rKIfw6Uztaq6ECrWVDSENyoKlY/s1600/031211_4820.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDDn9-XdcO97aeyVnXF94kKsdjgp8O5yOa4FwFjuA8_JdW0W5BE9wSIV6CDb0HnVXGDTc4fb9tA8LOIT5fPSxbsDWo1J3nAnS1W5QvEsS0MLgEzW39rKIfw6Uztaq6ECrWVDSENyoKlY/s400/031211_4820.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588453158771113026" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Braden went to a FaBuLoUs football camp with the FCA! I was immensely impressed with the gospel-centeredness of the drills! Everything they did pointed to Christ and His atoning work on the cross. All the while urging the boys to trust in Him and live for Him!!!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-7292501936524899312011-03-10T13:08:00.000-06:002011-03-31T13:08:51.983-05:00365~69<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZwZP0oSP5cTRSIo1YvKdUrDP7TnnVn6ntF0-lrahjrRN6SaEYbWuBJbzmdnoCBY-MrNPKswRLfsmqV052xQTbcJ_H-MbmpRxEmXxwG9KSAOpsUsaILhVnJtDxFQXgx_PT6SZEiSSpiE/s1600/031011_4401.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZwZP0oSP5cTRSIo1YvKdUrDP7TnnVn6ntF0-lrahjrRN6SaEYbWuBJbzmdnoCBY-MrNPKswRLfsmqV052xQTbcJ_H-MbmpRxEmXxwG9KSAOpsUsaILhVnJtDxFQXgx_PT6SZEiSSpiE/s400/031011_4401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588549236673366482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Oh the bond!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-35303418586592764492011-03-09T13:59:00.010-06:002011-03-15T23:58:25.297-05:00Thirty-Two Things<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: x-large; ">Thirty-two things I'm thankful for on my thirty second birthday:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>beauty of snow resting softly on the pines<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyf_3BXeXwn0gTJdzTuFNCQ4gfXAXhD-Zj2WGIH5oYCi0ZnCiptcX_f1NaCkVnqucxtAaOwe71Dqu_nFSipWm6CwAAHYkqvpW3c-9s6OV98fuijys9yzDGeJ3x7sgHKZTupUpMle_Mdzs/s400/030911_4331.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582541717244115442" /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>the voice of my mom singing 'Happy Birthday' to me over the phone from a thousand miles away</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>a dad that lives close by when you're at art class and your three year old doesn't have good aim so you need a change of pants</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>the first attempts of a belly laugh from an 11 week old</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>muffled conversations of preschoolers under countless layers consisting of blankets, couch pillows, and a Hello Kitty umbrella</div><div><br /></div><div>a tug of my shirt and I turn to find an awaiting kiss from my husband</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">laundry basket full of cloth diapers: Better for the bottom line (pun intended)</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz5Rq3svXHeHdUAKTL6G1vRyMTE1sonUa_23iXtSM2XufDsJj96ILyo74bKqUFlaGCIKPylWeho4lDpwmkk9xALFlHCGcLTNuLW30w-nsBlt49syVAXFCzJR00bOm7_ZZip792TpQCrUk/s400/031011_4420.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582541723181305362" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>slowing wiggles of little ones cuddled next to me during naptime</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">the feel of my little boy's fingers tangling my hair as his lids fall heavy</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>the gasps of baby's breath when the bath water splashes over her belly</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>that "just one more" kiss goodnight</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>evidence and design of God's creation</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>chocolate chip muffins</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>vanilla flavored coffee</div><div><br /></div><div>a hand-written card from my 5yr old</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdZdELD6FGCtOy3nsqydy8x6Dejp5XBB8G0xe2zVYvMjE6RTkjatqa8Mf75AH0BBa59d6s7re42pDN75dLuc_2Ln7m33Mh4avGoNcN19oFVpBO4u8jOsvqZIAULyncI3p1cpshPOlbqeQ/s400/030911_4351.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 171px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582530521508701506" /><div style="text-align: center;">("Merry Christmas" too cute-she said "because we had fun at Christmas"!!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>God's word in our own language</div><div><br /></div><div><div>a husband who leads his family in God's ways</div><div><br /></div><div><div>grace that's lavished on me, sufficient for me, and always given at precisely the right moment</div><div><br /></div><div>God's mercy when I fail to rely on said grace and instead follow my own way</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div>sweet encouraging words from a friend</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div>the cold side of the pillow</div><div><br /></div><div>the click of my camera</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIddXqqQH77qIbm7pJBaJ0OkGJJAfiRQsaJ1dOnstduHJ_xwyedMdOVzp7r0GcxCdheMagdqqzNihTKsa_on688bLp9fDVb8PYjNIfkb75ycCBq4kQek49Ob0H1nLH_7sv_riQwi6zUqU/s400/030911_4345.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582530506809223570" /><div style="text-align: center;">(my gift from the kids)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div>homemade hot beef for lunch from my step-mom</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">the freedom and privilege of teaching my kids at home where I can focus on their hearts as we learn about God's world</div></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><div>a sweet text from my husband</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>my salvation in Christ</div><div><br /></div></div><div>bubbles on a baby's lips</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW111SypmTOCqW668HwujXdLciN9ek3TMRwcUm4Z_KxYHrS_4320S8zWuydYSnzrpY0ckA36fN2nmDb2B1gkGP2wMgXRraDbK7AQRU-ERgX0PMGo5QxAn1HIl-o4rr1imAjWbT8iWtX-I/s400/031011_4422.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584536868319722258" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>buds on trees reminding me of new life</div><div><br /></div><div>wide eyes of a child saying "OOHHHhhh now I get it" over his math work</div><div><br /></div><div>closets full of neatly folded clothes (doesn't happen often and I'm still thankful for the messy ones!)</div><div><br /></div><div>the way my little girl says 'ith' instead of 'if', too cute</div><div><br /></div><div>a blog to record all the big and little moments of life!</div></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-28449592452225447462011-03-09T13:04:00.001-06:002011-03-31T13:13:48.700-05:00365~68 Another year older!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg023wUBdIbIOe3P3BNNbltNuzWXZEtg8OcK6zj4yYdGCSBnTGqaLmeaX_84T1K4F0OiIE_fQVWqrbS1Q3abUQ9A9pDpZA5pyxaRxjOlWF0soCaM-zPHHIlqRK2NZE0oQkLk-5qxskwH5w/s1600/030911_4343+BW.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg023wUBdIbIOe3P3BNNbltNuzWXZEtg8OcK6zj4yYdGCSBnTGqaLmeaX_84T1K4F0OiIE_fQVWqrbS1Q3abUQ9A9pDpZA5pyxaRxjOlWF0soCaM-zPHHIlqRK2NZE0oQkLk-5qxskwH5w/s400/030911_4343+BW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588452236273482722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I turn 32 today! I'm enjoying my many blessings. God has been exceedingly gracious to me. I pray that I would be grateful for 'every' thing in life(blessings and trials) and that if He gives me another birthday I would be a different person than I am today by His grace!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-37457985423769070862011-03-08T23:13:00.000-06:002011-03-31T13:18:26.027-05:00365~67<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjASyA5mFRFjLa_3Wk1-BEqy-Ey6Uf-lmy-onuXCXnbQTQgICZ_J_CLfWV0OjS7g-h8lZgqKLwMFCICKqIedkYzLdyw6cIof4StJ1uyTFR_2mImuV-mGGbJNW64SPdv6uJsFSqupyYlZPQ/s1600/030811_4376.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjASyA5mFRFjLa_3Wk1-BEqy-Ey6Uf-lmy-onuXCXnbQTQgICZ_J_CLfWV0OjS7g-h8lZgqKLwMFCICKqIedkYzLdyw6cIof4StJ1uyTFR_2mImuV-mGGbJNW64SPdv6uJsFSqupyYlZPQ/s400/030811_4376.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585639444137186738" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Family game night! My mom bought a great game for us, Wits & Wagers Family. The great thing about this game is all the answers are numbers so it's easy for the younger kids to guess, ie How many gallons of water does an elephant drink in a day? How many inches across was the largest hail stone in U.S. history? How many mph was the fastest wind speed ever recorded? How many pieces of Pez does a Pez dispenser hold?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">50 gallons of water is consumed by an elephant a day</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hail stone 7in: found on June 22nd, 2003 in Aurora, NE</div><div style="text-align: center;">318mhp The speed was recorded in 1999 in an Oklahoma tornado</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pez holds 12 pieces</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-85008843396350081112011-03-08T21:23:00.000-06:002011-03-31T14:06:39.543-05:00Alison Week 11<div style="text-align: center;">70 days old</div><div style="text-align: center;">I snapped this on a whim at my dad's while buckling her in her car seat. Love her!</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPVgxMhvLAApJ-BG00nm3cXGPmj1FzRWSYZLSEQ1XmaqXX8NjjJ0Txud4_zfqmPxT_BpWeDzFt4sYiV8t2a_p7qpzeGrgKVe9DxN5i0XiO-fba17kNPqsd12uCpzW3bZ5gVKz_k-LJNjk/s400/70+days+030111_4083.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581545273937641842" /><div style="text-align: center;">71 days</div><div style="text-align: center;">READY for bed, with her kimono top, baby legs, and totally non-matching purple diaper!</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzecDQWrgL4ryXAlYp6MMoiqAWRPB9I1JuvubMqiUecJBz0C0hj3jolCihv8WIxViIWQAoGVc6TacdEzNlRjmRlRyigvanVyJxjxAt_CJgsnLsCvTKQGzeoWp-Hlrwq4I_1TXGZ4MuSKs/s400/71+days+030211_4261.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581545268030054466" /><div style="text-align: center;">72 days</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm amazed not only at my infatuation with her but daddy's as well! It seems to me that as we grow older(or just have more kids!) we sense a feeling of the speed of time. We desire so dearly to grab and stop the ticking yet we can't. All we CAN do is take in fully the moments God gives us in the now. So that's what we do...</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy9Z5VpkGk1JCYcz_2VFrmW_bPCHCopTyUX9p5Np7vHi580Ew1lo_it6GvwDx6aFR1VFcFJ7gQ7y2gFsrS0KqQ3Z-9ZNvviAD0IsygX4cbwYUL3ItDRbGuVMvyD8WlG1SnRfSykalMpss/s400/72+days+030311_4228+BW.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581545263189369490" /><div style="text-align: center;">73 days</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh the rolls!</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxiKNi92Fpbcwp8Gt6KdatXpS1W_4rwmi6nhkaA-BAyIWT5Hz0Lxsq7lBh6IsfhtLSFMFlg9dblhMaaR1FTvU1TTM7sS0x52_kMA2ERxmJOckHQCBup4_ZhncoqMduqP1VPktXfeaFj2Y/s400/73+days+030411_4204.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581581724639352130" /><div style="text-align: center;">74 days</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">(A thousand words)</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzM5icADPDjcEfnpbUcXv_WXtsx0tH53MdrCS7eJ379olaQf6kGfl_9_jkSzUxRFF0LTrclcWqP0eULbGU7iZB5-YqcZhWdtQlY-XS-z6ecqkZhK7IBUPY6Je_7mGWYmE9hdUG9xSv1Xg/s400/74+days+030511_4321.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581581718670427570" /><div style="text-align: center;">75 days</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Chewing once again</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhthhsqDqrz9U_q1y6WqH_-_4spVU_7CTARY5dTcZ0GGlGj-BnNVxVNdg24vbxQN96DRfeb7u0vJbIbbOMCZC0sni1xYiUVtLaKG0EgvlC7ZOfKm4H57KnjmbRbJXu6WK3f23UdT_n-irQ/s400/75+days+030611_4305.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581581717100399106" /><div style="text-align: center;">76 days</div><div style="text-align: center;">We had a wonderful visit with my Grandma today. The kids can't stop talking about tractors when you mention Grandma Jeanne. They simply love the quiet of her house, the cookies(m&m's- what have you!)and of course THE TRACTORS. Today was no different though for Alison she'll have to wait a couple years to enjoy that part of Grandma's house. In the meantime she'll just giggle and smile when Grandma gives her her undivided attention(something she dearly loves!) Love you Grandma!!!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeYZ_hrA5iQC3k19BrlmkJ36yW5K3Uqq41iPKnuugwPdtBznT7AQIjMgFjeRHzvrSdt5JzrKiw8waSt-NMWWsS45UzHhb3JaAuZ446c43c1_wy1qepgOGWMgugMSF8mm0rTr1LzMN3NMM/s1600/76+days+030711_4286.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeYZ_hrA5iQC3k19BrlmkJ36yW5K3Uqq41iPKnuugwPdtBznT7AQIjMgFjeRHzvrSdt5JzrKiw8waSt-NMWWsS45UzHhb3JaAuZ446c43c1_wy1qepgOGWMgugMSF8mm0rTr1LzMN3NMM/s1600/76+days+030711_4286.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeYZ_hrA5iQC3k19BrlmkJ36yW5K3Uqq41iPKnuugwPdtBznT7AQIjMgFjeRHzvrSdt5JzrKiw8waSt-NMWWsS45UzHhb3JaAuZ446c43c1_wy1qepgOGWMgugMSF8mm0rTr1LzMN3NMM/s400/76+days+030711_4286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581584126077994722" /></a></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-30227012162389581722011-03-07T23:09:00.001-06:002011-03-31T13:42:46.668-05:00365~66<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-wIlesys8hmniNhyJ9b_NePUzaOnsImwn-WrUeVEQIQNNFeHoeoZAEaDMsfewcXsJwEvR28dXxkqI5eShywmCyizeCO1zirar11NbDrp-kHUBB-TjH_skqNbeaJvwQHVt1iP3kJLHak/s1600/030711_4274.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-wIlesys8hmniNhyJ9b_NePUzaOnsImwn-WrUeVEQIQNNFeHoeoZAEaDMsfewcXsJwEvR28dXxkqI5eShywmCyizeCO1zirar11NbDrp-kHUBB-TjH_skqNbeaJvwQHVt1iP3kJLHak/s400/030711_4274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581943213907246146" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Tractors everywhere!! We had a great visit with Grandma Jeanne today! The boys just love going to her house and the first thing they get out is the tractors(really the only thing) It occupies them the entire visit. They set up their zones and play away! Such fun memories they're making!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-37134616046554209062011-03-06T22:12:00.000-06:002011-03-31T13:19:19.906-05:00365~65<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMdCDCNXyXKmSLRxHq1jRA4WpRt8YJugk6pAPTeX6iDfcf_mRrt0h6v2_XkkE145xIM7h4uJAmOV_UPNXJ50psSLm52um9tNmDDG-DISLcCzQhihBjNiD2yzRXepPXhhY5IRVPciyLaqc/s1600/030611_4296.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMdCDCNXyXKmSLRxHq1jRA4WpRt8YJugk6pAPTeX6iDfcf_mRrt0h6v2_XkkE145xIM7h4uJAmOV_UPNXJ50psSLm52um9tNmDDG-DISLcCzQhihBjNiD2yzRXepPXhhY5IRVPciyLaqc/s400/030611_4296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581928575743353346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Gabe bought himself a new bible today and couldn't be more excited about it! </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's funny how a new bible causes you to be in the word more. When really we should be diligent about studying in all circumstances and not give in to the temptation of passing our bibles by yet another day. Oh the Rom 7 struggle! </div><div style="text-align: center;">That our children may one day walk in the truth would bring us much joy! </div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-3164351108054711442011-03-05T22:10:00.000-06:002011-03-31T13:43:11.338-05:00365~64<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Ze8fwy1JLUTX9TOQglN96Ektdawz3OfKrP9ShHs3meUc9Q80sLpsT8A19VTpC8wIj2nnanHp4A8s0ref1E8XNbiONJ2qZ0R-Pg2T3uGjA10rfjy-ijC7QAg3rzj5f0pSP7V_qzoGnag/s1600/030511_4183.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Ze8fwy1JLUTX9TOQglN96Ektdawz3OfKrP9ShHs3meUc9Q80sLpsT8A19VTpC8wIj2nnanHp4A8s0ref1E8XNbiONJ2qZ0R-Pg2T3uGjA10rfjy-ijC7QAg3rzj5f0pSP7V_qzoGnag/s400/030511_4183.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581928147867579954" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Loungin' watching a Saturday morning video!</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-88641795197045868742011-03-04T21:50:00.000-06:002011-03-31T13:44:05.571-05:00365~63<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTZAHhUfyQlFkJB4gdufosUHez27KdWxsAFCA1i0GljDoJKiuYUptph1nmhshrd1xQS-LMxUl0yMZrUnsZP3X9-gwRyehsbh3cuzsf7kbYklsFErxOF2eFVGUhbDK499dtsFrrFAb_5sY/s1600/030411_4197.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTZAHhUfyQlFkJB4gdufosUHez27KdWxsAFCA1i0GljDoJKiuYUptph1nmhshrd1xQS-LMxUl0yMZrUnsZP3X9-gwRyehsbh3cuzsf7kbYklsFErxOF2eFVGUhbDK499dtsFrrFAb_5sY/s400/030411_4197.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581923005389258290" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Today we mourn the loss of Aunt Carol. She had a lung transplant about 14 years ago an the doctors gave her 5-7 years. She far surpassed that. Though not actually related we grew up with their family. I have many memories of her and her family. Such as our weekly get-togethers to watch America's Funniest Home Videos. Our taking turns jumping out of a backhoe bucket onto the trampoline below(not wise as that's how Uncle Dave broke his back-and I don't think Carol did this). Enjoying the great outdoors on, too many to count, camping trips, as well as a vacation to the Black Hills & Yellowstone! My goes out to her family. She is dearly missed by many.</div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648930387943741552.post-5344811475318168402011-03-03T21:43:00.000-06:002011-03-31T13:44:49.018-05:00365~62<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZPgOwbRE0Z6vqyiXz3feoj59KoR5QjNNOL4OOH6MH4-82SsEVV74vUM1YTMge62oEYKUatOdzAN543uoGzQFuXHjbtUK1imb95SdU2UMu3nTJcxYKpomci0TFpdGGoQ2AnFExbQGAnA/s1600/030311_4217.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZPgOwbRE0Z6vqyiXz3feoj59KoR5QjNNOL4OOH6MH4-82SsEVV74vUM1YTMge62oEYKUatOdzAN543uoGzQFuXHjbtUK1imb95SdU2UMu3nTJcxYKpomci0TFpdGGoQ2AnFExbQGAnA/s400/030311_4217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581921894603622274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Gabe trying out daddy's respirator mask. A handy thing to have in a house with many boys!! </div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11737436093710682896noreply@blogger.com0