<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787</id><updated>2012-01-21T14:21:50.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Callaway Happenings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-8732491795697497590</id><published>2011-10-06T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:42:58.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; height:494px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetCenter" style="height:482px; padding: 0 6px 0 6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bg.gif); background-repeat:repeat-y;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewLogo" style="width: 105px; height: 34px; padding: 14px 0 0 14px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/logo.gif" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewContainer" style="height:350px; text-align:center; padding: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0BbNm7du3aNHRg&amp;amp;cid=SFLYOCWIDGET&amp;amp;eid=115"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/prs/v1/0BbNm7du3aNF/0BbNm7du3aNFdD/p/67b0de21b3127d902548/JPEG/1317958894000/0/" style="padding: 0; 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of cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" border="0" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&amp;c1=msc&amp;c2=blogger" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-8732491795697497590?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8732491795697497590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=8732491795697497590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8732491795697497590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8732491795697497590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2011/10/photo-card.html' title='Photo Card'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-4926063368131471558</id><published>2010-09-26T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T18:59:40.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_6cEEhQaI/AAAAAAAACq8/jG1YzgrHwP0/s1600/july-sept2010+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_6cEEhQaI/AAAAAAAACq8/jG1YzgrHwP0/s320/july-sept2010+080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521407028215497122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison and Caroline spend so much time dressing up and doing runway shows. Genna usually likes to join in on the fun. She often brings me this way to big puppy costume and insists on wearing it. She trips and bumps into things but still loves to wear it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-4926063368131471558?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4926063368131471558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=4926063368131471558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4926063368131471558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4926063368131471558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2010/09/dress-up.html' title='Dress Up'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_6cEEhQaI/AAAAAAAACq8/jG1YzgrHwP0/s72-c/july-sept2010+080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3515513191076892086</id><published>2010-09-26T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T19:02:03.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroline's first day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_5GdqyoiI/AAAAAAAACq0/keCFtx3OdSs/s1600/july-sept2010+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_5GdqyoiI/AAAAAAAACq0/keCFtx3OdSs/s320/july-sept2010+060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521405557618156066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_5GCk9TwI/AAAAAAAACqs/c_tXdP7QudI/s1600/july-sept2010+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_5GCk9TwI/AAAAAAAACqs/c_tXdP7QudI/s320/july-sept2010+061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521405550345932546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed Caroline an extra set of clothes the morning she started preschool.  She was super excited because she planned to potty in her panties just a little bit so she could change clothes in the bathroom.  Thankfully school must of been super exciting, since she did not carry through with her plan. :)  She loves school so much.  She came home after the second day and said she taught her teachers the song "Were Standing on the WORD" since they did not know it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3515513191076892086?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3515513191076892086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3515513191076892086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3515513191076892086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3515513191076892086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2010/09/carolines-first-day-of-preschool.html' title='Caroline&apos;s first day of Preschool'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_5GdqyoiI/AAAAAAAACq0/keCFtx3OdSs/s72-c/july-sept2010+060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7741164244959960857</id><published>2010-09-26T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T18:47:04.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madison's first day of kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_3ZrFE64I/AAAAAAAACqk/92zGW6I-W0E/s1600/sept2010+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_3ZrFE64I/AAAAAAAACqk/92zGW6I-W0E/s320/sept2010+058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521403688612326274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_3ZjizDRI/AAAAAAAACqc/YL0zlMUq9tk/s1600/sept2010+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_3ZjizDRI/AAAAAAAACqc/YL0zlMUq9tk/s320/sept2010+056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521403686589500690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_3ZQv8fAI/AAAAAAAACqU/DPDOp3R8usQ/s1600/sept2010+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_3ZQv8fAI/AAAAAAAACqU/DPDOp3R8usQ/s320/sept2010+053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521403681544371202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I both got to be at school with her on her first day.  She loved it and has continued to love ever day since.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7741164244959960857?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7741164244959960857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7741164244959960857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7741164244959960857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7741164244959960857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2010/09/madisons-first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Madison&apos;s first day of kindergarten'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TJ_3ZrFE64I/AAAAAAAACqk/92zGW6I-W0E/s72-c/sept2010+058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7297050540514198734</id><published>2010-07-15T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:51:03.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Putt-Putt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TD_W1G3xWjI/AAAAAAAACpw/wzKN0t1HOxE/s1600/DSC01284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TD_W1G3xWjI/AAAAAAAACpw/wzKN0t1HOxE/s320/DSC01284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494346278281239090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TD_W0ik1tPI/AAAAAAAACpo/HO83TQmWz80/s1600/DSC01281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TD_W0ik1tPI/AAAAAAAACpo/HO83TQmWz80/s320/DSC01281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494346268538156274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TD_Wzki5JgI/AAAAAAAACpg/kk4qdqh4NNE/s1600/DSC01278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TD_Wzki5JgI/AAAAAAAACpg/kk4qdqh4NNE/s320/DSC01278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494346251886994946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls loved it!  Madison even made a hole in one.  Thinking she is following in Daddy's footsteps.  Very fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7297050540514198734?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7297050540514198734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7297050540514198734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7297050540514198734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7297050540514198734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2010/07/putt-putt.html' title='Putt-Putt'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/TD_W1G3xWjI/AAAAAAAACpw/wzKN0t1HOxE/s72-c/DSC01284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-507071101431739779</id><published>2010-04-07T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:37:51.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>According to Caroline Pearl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S71rqVwmiII/AAAAAAAACpY/xoL9_AaZ3DM/s1600/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S71rqVwmiII/AAAAAAAACpY/xoL9_AaZ3DM/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457636698582583426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl cracks us up!  I have to get some of this down so we can remember it forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short Sleeve Shirts are called outside arms&lt;br /&gt;Long Sleeve Shirts inside arms&lt;br /&gt;Today when I asked her to put on a shirt on before our company arrives she responded, "But my hair will cover up my boobies."&lt;br /&gt;She learned in Children's Fellowship, "If I eat to much candy I will get sick and die like Jesus Christ did in Children's Fellowship."&lt;br /&gt;It is okay to where your swimsuit over your clothes because it is spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she is the funniest person in our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-507071101431739779?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/507071101431739779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=507071101431739779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/507071101431739779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/507071101431739779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2010/04/according-to-caroline-pearl.html' title='According to Caroline Pearl'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S71rqVwmiII/AAAAAAAACpY/xoL9_AaZ3DM/s72-c/DSC00040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-8576305552707481760</id><published>2010-04-03T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:43:10.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fun Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S7ftWigB2RI/AAAAAAAACpQ/9JzkWy2dkGQ/s1600/DSC00845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S7ftWigB2RI/AAAAAAAACpQ/9JzkWy2dkGQ/s320/DSC00845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456090445056694546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S7ftVyAIeWI/AAAAAAAACpI/zCW5wdRxdBw/s1600/DSC00843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S7ftVyAIeWI/AAAAAAAACpI/zCW5wdRxdBw/s320/DSC00843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456090432038009186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S7ftUkJhlRI/AAAAAAAACpA/S1eFJ5xJSEU/s1600/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S7ftUkJhlRI/AAAAAAAACpA/S1eFJ5xJSEU/s320/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456090411139437842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow it has been to long! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I start- I guess with the most recent holiday- Is April Fools Day a holiday? Well we celebrated with meatloaf and mashed potatoes cupcakes and candy peas and carrots. The girls were soooo excited to see what was for supper. Caroline realized the surprise first when she snuck a "pea" before we prayed. She was so happy! The girls laughed almost the entire meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see if I can post pictures of Resurrection Sunday before July 4th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-8576305552707481760?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8576305552707481760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=8576305552707481760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8576305552707481760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8576305552707481760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fun-day.html' title='April Fun Day'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/S7ftWigB2RI/AAAAAAAACpQ/9JzkWy2dkGQ/s72-c/DSC00845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7758261526859112009</id><published>2009-12-18T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T05:40:37.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 3 Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuDCxnibBI/AAAAAAAACo0/D1gvCGJC_U4/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuDCxnibBI/AAAAAAAACo0/D1gvCGJC_U4/s320/DSC00264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416567060545301522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuDCt53FrI/AAAAAAAACos/aXhi56p7CvY/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuDCt53FrI/AAAAAAAACos/aXhi56p7CvY/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416567059548411570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuDCIhTsGI/AAAAAAAACok/8SYqrueXgbk/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuDCIhTsGI/AAAAAAAACok/8SYqrueXgbk/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416567049513316450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh these girls do my heart good. People tell me, "My your hands are full." and I love to smile and say, "So is my heart!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison is getting so big and mature she is very kind often giving up things she loves to Caroline. She is a big help, not because I am always making her help she just wants to. Her favorite thing to play right now is pretending to be a kitty. She makes a cozy bed and will curl up in it for the longest time and purr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline is a lover. Her love tank is filled with lots of touch. Almost everyday I cuddle her at nap time. We lay down in my bed and she wants my arms around her and noses almost touching. She will fall asleep so fast. She keeps us laughing. Out of the blue she will say things like, "Hello Sam I am." to Madison. She doesn't play pretend often, but she plays along with Madison giving her kitty treats. If you ask Caroline if she is a kitty she quickly responds, "No I'm Caroline Pearl Callaway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genna is so good. My girlfriend was over yesterday and just awed over Genna being such a good baby. Her happiest times are the evening after the big girls go to bed and she plays with mom and dad. When she gets excited she kicks her left leg so fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These girls are fabulous on their own, but really I love them all together. 3 peas in a pod. Each of them help make our family complete!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7758261526859112009?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7758261526859112009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7758261526859112009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7758261526859112009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7758261526859112009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-3-girls.html' title='My 3 Girls'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuDCxnibBI/AAAAAAAACo0/D1gvCGJC_U4/s72-c/DSC00264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3190544749516551443</id><published>2009-12-18T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T05:22:18.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Counter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuBrY6zV-I/AAAAAAAACoc/OQzygVVb5Ys/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuBrY6zV-I/AAAAAAAACoc/OQzygVVb5Ys/s320/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416565559266596834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuBqwgeQsI/AAAAAAAACoU/9n0xFTf202U/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuBqwgeQsI/AAAAAAAACoU/9n0xFTf202U/s320/DSC00238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416565548418745026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is often where the girls imcluding Genna are.  Genna sits in her bouncy seat on the other side.  I spend so much time in the Kitchen.  The girls "help" a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3190544749516551443?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3190544749516551443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3190544749516551443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3190544749516551443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3190544749516551443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/kitchen-counter.html' title='Kitchen Counter'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyuBrY6zV-I/AAAAAAAACoc/OQzygVVb5Ys/s72-c/DSC00239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-9158301371181240311</id><published>2009-12-09T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:03:34.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the mailbox!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB_5HmTbyI/AAAAAAAACoI/rhy_OWbjyVg/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB_5HmTbyI/AAAAAAAACoI/rhy_OWbjyVg/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413467371368312610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison has already received one of her ornaments from the ornament exchange. It's from Sara over at http://sweetchicshomedecor.blogspot.com/. Madison danced around with it saying, "I got a letter M." She hung it in the play kitchen- or I should say play Sub Shop. Thanks to their Uncle John they play South Jersey Subs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-9158301371181240311?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9158301371181240311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=9158301371181240311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/9158301371181240311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/9158301371181240311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-in-mailbox.html' title='Fun in the mailbox!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB_5HmTbyI/AAAAAAAACoI/rhy_OWbjyVg/s72-c/DSC00339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-6876038383033255299</id><published>2009-12-09T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:51:21.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ornament Exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB-MZdXcxI/AAAAAAAACoA/KZDW9HC7imo/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB-MZdXcxI/AAAAAAAACoA/KZDW9HC7imo/s320/DSC00336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413465503556924178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB-L9r5P-I/AAAAAAAACn4/BXxruQ_hiHQ/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB-L9r5P-I/AAAAAAAACn4/BXxruQ_hiHQ/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413465496101666786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB-LbNXWJI/AAAAAAAACnw/VtBUi9NnVWU/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB-LbNXWJI/AAAAAAAACnw/VtBUi9NnVWU/s320/DSC00334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413465486846810258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls partiscipated in an ornament exchange.  I really wanted to have them do most of the work.  So we painted dough ornaments.  They did alot of the work.  Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethlmccoy.com/2009/11/holiday-ornament-exchange.html?utm_campaign=lizornxng&amp;utm_medium=125ad&amp;utm_source=participant"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y105/wwwebgurlie/lizornxng.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for organizing this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-6876038383033255299?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6876038383033255299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=6876038383033255299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6876038383033255299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6876038383033255299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/ornament-exchange.html' title='Ornament Exchange'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SyB-MZdXcxI/AAAAAAAACoA/KZDW9HC7imo/s72-c/DSC00336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7805040755319601266</id><published>2009-12-07T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:46:16.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genna almost 6 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3oEeyhK-I/AAAAAAAACno/JPaZ9jpeQm4/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3oEeyhK-I/AAAAAAAACno/JPaZ9jpeQm4/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412737490851277794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3oD5EXdzI/AAAAAAAACng/hXQneh6Q1A4/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3oD5EXdzI/AAAAAAAACng/hXQneh6Q1A4/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412737480725591858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3oCoZEKAI/AAAAAAAACnY/aHofnQ7RuEc/s1600-h/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3oCoZEKAI/AAAAAAAACnY/aHofnQ7RuEc/s320/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412737459069134850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3oCPeD0sI/AAAAAAAACnQ/LmXqWSjEPSU/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3oCPeD0sI/AAAAAAAACnQ/LmXqWSjEPSU/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412737452379198146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little girl lights up our lives like we have never known. She fits so well with our family. She is so happy, so expressive, and so lovable! Her sisters love and run to see her. Madison says she is her best friend. She is rolling over. She has started teething and I am trilled to be using essential oils for pain relief!! We will she if they work when a tooth actually pokes through, but for now she seems so much more comfortable after putting oils on her gums. She has started eating solids - cereals, avocados, and sweet potatoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7805040755319601266?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7805040755319601266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7805040755319601266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7805040755319601266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7805040755319601266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/genna-almost-6-months-old.html' title='Genna almost 6 months old'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3oEeyhK-I/AAAAAAAACno/JPaZ9jpeQm4/s72-c/DSC00179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7200562919790568102</id><published>2009-12-07T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:34:59.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in Colorado Springs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3lXlDvC-I/AAAAAAAACnI/ONjnWBO3ths/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3lXlDvC-I/AAAAAAAACnI/ONjnWBO3ths/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412734520416734178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3lXJBLQ2I/AAAAAAAACnA/D_EDKAu03wY/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3lXJBLQ2I/AAAAAAAACnA/D_EDKAu03wY/s320/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412734512889807714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3lW78Hp6I/AAAAAAAACm4/H0JYTtUIXQA/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3lW78Hp6I/AAAAAAAACm4/H0JYTtUIXQA/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412734509378938786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3lWSNEZPI/AAAAAAAACmw/a70quK4ajHg/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3lWSNEZPI/AAAAAAAACmw/a70quK4ajHg/s320/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412734498175739122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock climbing, the zoo, and Focus on the Family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7200562919790568102?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7200562919790568102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7200562919790568102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7200562919790568102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7200562919790568102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-in-colorado-springs.html' title='Fun in Colorado Springs'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3lXlDvC-I/AAAAAAAACnI/ONjnWBO3ths/s72-c/DSC00325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5326560334055631225</id><published>2009-12-07T21:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:25:43.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3ieQRuOzI/AAAAAAAACmo/mVhLBfvW0Bo/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3ieQRuOzI/AAAAAAAACmo/mVhLBfvW0Bo/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412731336562457394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3id17OZjI/AAAAAAAACmg/39iFGAyXGOs/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3id17OZjI/AAAAAAAACmg/39iFGAyXGOs/s320/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412731329488774706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October I got a new camera and we just now downloaded all the pictures I have taken since then. So here comes a lot of posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbor threw a fun Halloween party complete with a jumpy house, games, and lots of candy. Then for Halloween we went to Colorado Springs and enjoyed a party at Heathers. We went tick-o-treating to their neighthors while on a hay ride. It was a blast! I forgot my camera. So I posted a picture of another hay ride we went on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison was the cutest princess and Caroline a bunny. I painted her face the best bunny face I could do and she looked in the mirror and said, "Oh I'm a cat." So I guess she was half bunny half cat. Genna was a duck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5326560334055631225?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5326560334055631225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5326560334055631225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5326560334055631225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5326560334055631225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-post.html' title='Finally a post'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sx3ieQRuOzI/AAAAAAAACmo/mVhLBfvW0Bo/s72-c/DSC00114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2728058849743918038</id><published>2009-09-30T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:10:48.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SsQdr60FgWI/AAAAAAAACl4/3Y5iZJ_oDog/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SsQdr60FgWI/AAAAAAAACl4/3Y5iZJ_oDog/s320/P1010001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387463694601257314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.5 lbs&lt;br /&gt;23 in. long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2728058849743918038?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2728058849743918038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2728058849743918038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2728058849743918038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2728058849743918038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/stats.html' title='Stats'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SsQdr60FgWI/AAAAAAAACl4/3Y5iZJ_oDog/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-8801231280037847888</id><published>2009-09-26T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:30:01.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genna at 3 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5riNIvR-I/AAAAAAAAClw/RtEBwIPGUeY/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5riNIvR-I/AAAAAAAAClw/RtEBwIPGUeY/s320/P1010030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385860439767730146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little girls is a delight! She is a very happy baby. Easy to make laugh and coo. Jason always gets a huge smile when he whistles and says, "Ya Baby." In his Austin Powers voice. Madison and Caroline adore her and have fun playing with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-8801231280037847888?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8801231280037847888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=8801231280037847888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8801231280037847888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8801231280037847888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/genna-at-3-months.html' title='Genna at 3 months'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5riNIvR-I/AAAAAAAAClw/RtEBwIPGUeY/s72-c/P1010030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2870578646059669193</id><published>2009-09-26T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:24:56.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom has it easy when Dad's around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5qTTBdu5I/AAAAAAAAClo/n65mzd_UbJA/s1600-h/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5qTTBdu5I/AAAAAAAAClo/n65mzd_UbJA/s320/P1010009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385859084138167186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad has all the kids and I'm empty handed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2870578646059669193?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2870578646059669193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2870578646059669193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2870578646059669193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2870578646059669193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/mom-has-it-easy-when-dads-around.html' title='Mom has it easy when Dad&apos;s around'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5qTTBdu5I/AAAAAAAAClo/n65mzd_UbJA/s72-c/P1010009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1902009372014571492</id><published>2009-09-26T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:22:39.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5p8C4wk0I/AAAAAAAAClg/pRnjvDto0Dc/s1600-h/P1010043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5p8C4wk0I/AAAAAAAAClg/pRnjvDto0Dc/s320/P1010043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385858684669694786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5p7B4AvOI/AAAAAAAAClY/1hIkN33N0LQ/s1600-h/P1010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5p7B4AvOI/AAAAAAAAClY/1hIkN33N0LQ/s320/P1010045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385858667218255074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1902009372014571492?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1902009372014571492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1902009372014571492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1902009372014571492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1902009372014571492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5p8C4wk0I/AAAAAAAAClg/pRnjvDto0Dc/s72-c/P1010043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-4047319425618882853</id><published>2009-09-26T12:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:20:43.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Springs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5peNvjqsI/AAAAAAAAClQ/KLXtO2qtI-k/s1600-h/P1010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5peNvjqsI/AAAAAAAAClQ/KLXtO2qtI-k/s320/P1010019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385858172187814594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first trip back to Colorado Springs!  The cousins were to cute!  So excited to see one another!  We had fun staying the weekend with Nana while Jason and Papa hunted.  Then we spent the week at my parents.  The girls enjoyed themselves, but were happy to come back to Grand Junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and his Dad went to Gunnison to elk hunt, but came to the Springs after not seeing any animals.  They stayed in the Springs, but hunted in Woodland Park.  Jason harvested a huge cow elk.  The meat is so good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-4047319425618882853?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4047319425618882853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=4047319425618882853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4047319425618882853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4047319425618882853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/colorado-springs.html' title='Colorado Springs'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Sr5peNvjqsI/AAAAAAAAClQ/KLXtO2qtI-k/s72-c/P1010019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7091786623371593497</id><published>2009-09-04T14:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:09:42.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Kitchen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SqGCD7zLDzI/AAAAAAAAClI/HAU8tHcI_1o/s1600-h/P1010056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SqGCD7zLDzI/AAAAAAAAClI/HAU8tHcI_1o/s320/P1010056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377722434160627506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dave, Patty, and Ben,  Thank you for the wonderful kitchen.  The girls LOVE it.  I am also loving all the food they are making me I have hot dogs and coffee at least 6 times a day!  Funny, I rarely have either of those!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7091786623371593497?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7091786623371593497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7091786623371593497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7091786623371593497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7091786623371593497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-kitchen.html' title='New Kitchen!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SqGCD7zLDzI/AAAAAAAAClI/HAU8tHcI_1o/s72-c/P1010056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3294358426580236955</id><published>2009-09-04T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:34:57.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved West</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SqGBI1YM1PI/AAAAAAAAClA/fIVD-zGeRoY/s1600-h/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SqGBI1YM1PI/AAAAAAAAClA/fIVD-zGeRoY/s320/P1010059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377721418824602866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we have had a very exciting last 3 weeks. We found out Jason will be working in Grand Junction for another 6 months to a year so with decided to move the family west!! We are here now. Living in a smaller newer home located in a neighborhood with lots of kids and within walking distance of an amazing park. Jason loves coming home to his family every night and we love seeing him. After a week of making plans to move my mom said to Caroline, "You know when you move to Grand Junction I won't get to see you everyday." After thinking for a minute Caroline responded, "Yes, but I will get to see my daddy everyday." We knew once again we were making to right choice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3294358426580236955?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3294358426580236955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3294358426580236955' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3294358426580236955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3294358426580236955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/moved-west.html' title='Moved West'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SqGBI1YM1PI/AAAAAAAAClA/fIVD-zGeRoY/s72-c/P1010059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2673269556695315138</id><published>2009-07-09T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:45:30.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SlaOmezMNqI/AAAAAAAACk4/IlDsmqX-NwM/s1600-h/Jennas+arrival+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SlaOmezMNqI/AAAAAAAACk4/IlDsmqX-NwM/s320/Jennas+arrival+060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356625598557730466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SlaOlmSoyNI/AAAAAAAACkw/xd-gdP2NT2I/s1600-h/2march07+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SlaOlmSoyNI/AAAAAAAACkw/xd-gdP2NT2I/s320/2march07+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356625583388805330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SlaOlVn0x2I/AAAAAAAACko/cvZcEj4IARI/s1600-h/P1041533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SlaOlVn0x2I/AAAAAAAACko/cvZcEj4IARI/s320/P1041533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356625578914269026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top- Genna&lt;br /&gt;Middle-Caroline&lt;br /&gt;Bottom-Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she looks a lot like Madison!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2673269556695315138?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2673269556695315138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2673269556695315138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2673269556695315138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2673269556695315138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/07/top-madison-middle-caroline-bottom.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SlaOmezMNqI/AAAAAAAACk4/IlDsmqX-NwM/s72-c/Jennas+arrival+060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5682779910546682936</id><published>2009-06-26T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:09:08.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Genevieve Rae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SkTiQl6ZcVI/AAAAAAAACRk/V-nm9E5eZFY/s1600-h/Jennas+arrival+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SkTiQl6ZcVI/AAAAAAAACRk/V-nm9E5eZFY/s320/Jennas+arrival+063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351651031905825106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SkTiQNxpCkI/AAAAAAAACRc/L6XgzdS0S_8/s1600-h/Jennas+arrival+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SkTiQNxpCkI/AAAAAAAACRc/L6XgzdS0S_8/s320/Jennas+arrival+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351651025426647618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SkTiQKQjSeI/AAAAAAAACRU/tI6t4f16wls/s1600-h/Jennas+arrival+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SkTiQKQjSeI/AAAAAAAACRU/tI6t4f16wls/s320/Jennas+arrival+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351651024482552290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SkTiP17I_RI/AAAAAAAACRM/_23xhDvhSoc/s1600-h/Jennas+arrival+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SkTiP17I_RI/AAAAAAAACRM/_23xhDvhSoc/s320/Jennas+arrival+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351651019024039186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genna arrived Tue. June 17 at 2:43am all 4lbs 9oz of her! She is 18 3/4 in. long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome labor and delivery! I called Jason in Grand Junction at 9:30pm. I labored at home in the bath while I waited for him. He arrived at 2:10am. Got to the main entrance of Memorial North Hospital only to find out we need to enter the emergency room entrance. So I said lets walk thinking I could speed up labor. Well that is exactly what happened with my contractions coming at less than a minute apart we hiked- yes hiked around the building down 3 flights of stairs through a field. Arrived at the ER entrance they sent us upstairs we were signed in at 2:30 went to triage where my water broke the nurse covered me up and wheeled me to a room gathering other nurses and a dr along the way. She was born at 2:43 after one push. The nurses said now that how you have a baby!!! I'm just thankful Jason was there! She is perfect!  I feel great and am so thankful for the privilege of having brought this little one into the world!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5682779910546682936?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5682779910546682936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5682779910546682936' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5682779910546682936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5682779910546682936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome-genevieve-rae.html' title='Welcome Genevieve Rae'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SkTiQl6ZcVI/AAAAAAAACRk/V-nm9E5eZFY/s72-c/Jennas+arrival+063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-8755463665468815541</id><published>2009-06-08T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:05:50.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching the girls in the act...</title><content type='html'>I often catch the girls doing things they are not suppose to and I catch them doing things that thrill my heart.  Like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison praying with her babies before they eat their supper.  After Madison prayed she enjoyed a pretend ice cream cone while her baby had green beans.  I will take the credit for teaching her to pray before a meal, but not for what she served :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline and I were taking a nap together I had already closed my eyes and I heard her say, "Thank you Father for Nana, Papa, Uncle James......"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love these girls!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-8755463665468815541?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8755463665468815541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=8755463665468815541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8755463665468815541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8755463665468815541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/catching-girls-in-act.html' title='Catching the girls in the act...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-918966457132135832</id><published>2009-06-08T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:06:26.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet time for Madison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3r8KHK1kI/AAAAAAAACGA/yazd0PBg3Gw/s1600-h/May+2009+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3r8KHK1kI/AAAAAAAACGA/yazd0PBg3Gw/s320/May+2009+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345187751497750082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison does not always take a nap, but if she needs to she will happily put herself to sleep during quite time.  This is how I found her and her kitty the other day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-918966457132135832?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/918966457132135832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=918966457132135832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/918966457132135832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/918966457132135832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/quite-time-for-madison.html' title='Quiet time for Madison'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3r8KHK1kI/AAAAAAAACGA/yazd0PBg3Gw/s72-c/May+2009+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-8334404078011732115</id><published>2009-06-08T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:56:07.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Junction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3qwosNRRI/AAAAAAAACF4/KKkqjwkV_7Y/s1600-h/May+2009+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3qwosNRRI/AAAAAAAACF4/KKkqjwkV_7Y/s320/May+2009+049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345186454036104466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3qwZ1JCzI/AAAAAAAACFw/_nmx3kFPxBA/s1600-h/May+2009+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3qwZ1JCzI/AAAAAAAACFw/_nmx3kFPxBA/s320/May+2009+051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345186450047044402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3qweKhp-I/AAAAAAAACFo/HnQygaPYq-M/s1600-h/May+2009+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3qweKhp-I/AAAAAAAACFo/HnQygaPYq-M/s320/May+2009+056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345186451210479586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason has been working in Grand Junction for almost 3 months now. Thankfully he always comes home for a 3 day weekend or we go there for the week. He stays in a nice suite that makes for a fun little apartment for me and the girls. Here are some pictures of our last visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mall carnival- Caroline is a hoot on the rides shows not excitement whatsoever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a candy making factory. Madison could of watched for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily we would enjoy 3 hour naps and the girls always were happy to go to sleep together in the queen size pull out sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming, story time at the library, lots of trip to the park, and walking around down town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little mini vacations for the summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-8334404078011732115?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8334404078011732115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=8334404078011732115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8334404078011732115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8334404078011732115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/grand-junction.html' title='Grand Junction'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3qwosNRRI/AAAAAAAACF4/KKkqjwkV_7Y/s72-c/May+2009+049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5087884421245994039</id><published>2009-06-08T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:38:39.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3l4rNxXCI/AAAAAAAACFA/ftYf1IuuxUY/s1600-h/May+2009+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3l4rNxXCI/AAAAAAAACFA/ftYf1IuuxUY/s320/May+2009+066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345181094594567202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thought I better post this before I am posting about the arrival of our little one.  Tomorrow it will be 3 weeks until the "guess date"  All is going well I am super excited about the oppurinity of getting to go through labor and delievery again.  Showing signs of getting close baby has dropped and I lost part of my mucus plug.  It is fine with me to go 3 more weeks, but we will see what this baby has in mind! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are so cute antispating the arrival.  Everyday Caroline says, "Baby coming today, no soon."  Knowing soon would be my responce.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison says things like, "Does your shirt keep the baby warm?"  "I will give the baby bear hugs now, because I know I need to be gentle when the baby comes out."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5087884421245994039?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5087884421245994039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5087884421245994039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5087884421245994039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5087884421245994039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-thought-i-better-post-this-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/Si3l4rNxXCI/AAAAAAAACFA/ftYf1IuuxUY/s72-c/May+2009+066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-6354524923451052796</id><published>2009-01-27T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T03:12:06.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madison at age 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SX7rTpB4yJI/AAAAAAAACD8/Ra9tT3ASiUM/s1600-h/PC281502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SX7rTpB4yJI/AAAAAAAACD8/Ra9tT3ASiUM/s320/PC281502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295928934498093202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison 1 hour old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a little late at posting a birthday post for my little girl, but better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she woke up on her birthday I asked her what she wanted to do she said, "Have a Care Bear birthday cake, and go to the gym." Wow we could of got away easy with birthday plans! Instead we took all of her cousins to Lil' Biggs including cousin Jacob from Ohio! The kids had a blast. That afternoon she got to go to Build a Bear and make "Fluffy." He is almost as loved as her Care Bears. Enjoyed super with the Callaways in the evening. She did get a Care Bear cake a couple of evenings later when we celebrated with our fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such a sweet and caring little girl. She expresses her love and thankfulness easy. She loves to pray and often prays out loud for different things like the beautiful snow that we get to play in, for Proud Heart to come home when he is wondering around, and when she hears sirens she prays for the fire fighter and the people they are helping. I love her more everyday! She is my little burst of sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her these questions on her birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite food: corn&lt;br /&gt;favorite color: pink&lt;br /&gt;favorite person in the Bible: she said God and I explained to her God is spirit and than she changed her answer to Mary.&lt;br /&gt;favorite direction: east (she is fascinated with directions right now)&lt;br /&gt;favorite vehicle: Daddy's truck&lt;br /&gt;favorite letter: M&lt;br /&gt;favorite toy: CARE BEARS&lt;br /&gt;favorite animal: Proud Heart Kitty&lt;br /&gt;best friend: Cloe and Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so much personality!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-6354524923451052796?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6354524923451052796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=6354524923451052796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6354524923451052796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6354524923451052796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/madison-at-age-4.html' title='Madison at age 4'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SX7rTpB4yJI/AAAAAAAACD8/Ra9tT3ASiUM/s72-c/PC281502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3656535433652847601</id><published>2009-01-27T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:49:51.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRL!</title><content type='html'>Had my official 5 month ultrasound today! Everything is measuring perfect still right of schedule for a due date of June 30! One thing not measuring- a boy part, We are expecting another girl. The thought of another baby is becoming more and more real. We are excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3656535433652847601?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3656535433652847601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3656535433652847601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3656535433652847601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3656535433652847601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/girl.html' title='GIRL!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-4582885747410591526</id><published>2009-01-13T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:31:51.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SWzsFyvZb6I/AAAAAAAAB90/jb_DAgem5zs/s1600-h/dec2008+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SWzsFyvZb6I/AAAAAAAAB90/jb_DAgem5zs/s320/dec2008+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290863246517563298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SWzsFWPUNbI/AAAAAAAAB9s/nwqOFwN1MB8/s1600-h/dec2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SWzsFWPUNbI/AAAAAAAAB9s/nwqOFwN1MB8/s320/dec2008+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290863238866810290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SWzsFFuqHNI/AAAAAAAAB9k/mg29FS1062g/s1600-h/dec2008+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SWzsFFuqHNI/AAAAAAAAB9k/mg29FS1062g/s320/dec2008+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290863234434866386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SWzsFO7tX4I/AAAAAAAAB9c/FyJ287zK57w/s1600-h/dec2008+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SWzsFO7tX4I/AAAAAAAAB9c/FyJ287zK57w/s320/dec2008+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290863236905525122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I am taking the time to write about all the Callaway Happenings. A lot has happened since I last posted. The holidays were GREAT! For Christmas the Patch family joined the Callaways in Colorado. Deb's parents Anthony and Carol Patch and her sister, Sarabeth joined stayed at Ed and Cindys home. (picture posted above) It was a sweet time to get to know the Patches better. They are a very positive, outgoing, and fun family. Madison took Carol as another Grandma and enjoyed playing, reading, and ice skating with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kerr side of our family had a blast with all the kids. My Dad made the girls a doll house and the boys toy boxes. M and C love the doll house and I love it because they will enjoy it for a long time when the outgrow playing with dolls they can use it as a bookshelf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recycled gifts for the girls were a big hit. I purchases a box of gently used Care bears for Madison and she was thrilled! Caroline is still having a ball with the doll station I got at a yard sale. The cleaned up picnic table turned into an art table still gets used daily and the easel usually displays a bible verse on the chalk board and Madison paints on the other side every opportunity she gets. I got both the table and easel for free and spent very little to clean them up. It was very exciting to reuse items and give as gifts to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats Christmas, plenty for now soon I will write about birthdays and New Years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-4582885747410591526?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4582885747410591526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=4582885747410591526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4582885747410591526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4582885747410591526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SWzsFyvZb6I/AAAAAAAAB90/jb_DAgem5zs/s72-c/dec2008+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5648004208493963914</id><published>2008-12-19T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:47:51.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SU2SK5VyPpI/AAAAAAAAB9U/waFnBNZMlEg/s1600-h/Dec2008+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SU2SK5VyPpI/AAAAAAAAB9U/waFnBNZMlEg/s320/Dec2008+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282038653864001170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SU2SKi_e58I/AAAAAAAAB9M/CIe7w7ZGZbc/s1600-h/Dec2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SU2SKi_e58I/AAAAAAAAB9M/CIe7w7ZGZbc/s320/Dec2008+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282038647864879042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SU2SKQnxyKI/AAAAAAAAB9E/GutfZZwXrXE/s1600-h/Dec2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SU2SKQnxyKI/AAAAAAAAB9E/GutfZZwXrXE/s320/Dec2008+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282038642933614754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, Caroline, and I joined Madison at school for a Gingerbread Party. I had big plans to take lots of pictures and post them, carried my big outdated digital camera into school only to discover my batteries were dead. So I took these pictures when we got home. Oh so many cute moments that I missed. Like the girls "breaking the ice" Caroline thought that was the object of the game. They read stories with Grandma, Decorated cookies, ate cookies, ate pizza, and Madison helped her favorite teacher get soda. It was a fun holiday activity. Now lots of fun for us at home since Miss Mat is out of school for over two weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5648004208493963914?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5648004208493963914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5648004208493963914' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5648004208493963914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5648004208493963914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/gingerbread-party.html' title='Gingerbread Party'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SU2SK5VyPpI/AAAAAAAAB9U/waFnBNZMlEg/s72-c/Dec2008+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-6703637967174261304</id><published>2008-12-16T02:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:43:48.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clues in Food</title><content type='html'>Found this to be very interesting!  God putting clues in raw food as to what food is good for what part of your body.  Click here for more info http://www.sixwise.com/Newsletters/2008/November/7/Raw-Food-Cures-From-God.htm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not - God declared His Word in the stars, why not teach us about healthy food right in the foods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-6703637967174261304?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6703637967174261304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=6703637967174261304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6703637967174261304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6703637967174261304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/clues-in-food.html' title='Clues in Food'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3040307134273987123</id><published>2008-12-16T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T03:03:27.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjccw-MTeI/AAAAAAAAB84/_q8sF15GUgU/s1600-h/Dec2008+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjccw-MTeI/AAAAAAAAB84/_q8sF15GUgU/s320/Dec2008+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280712949832109538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjcclk38bI/AAAAAAAAB8w/fnkAGsIr1rc/s1600-h/Dec2008+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjcclk38bI/AAAAAAAAB8w/fnkAGsIr1rc/s320/Dec2008+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280712946773127602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjccqZWm2I/AAAAAAAAB8o/dpJ6vyG2hZI/s1600-h/Dec2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjccqZWm2I/AAAAAAAAB8o/dpJ6vyG2hZI/s320/Dec2008+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280712948066982754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a Holiday Party for the whole family this weekend. One of my favorite things was Madison so into the live singing. She was in awe of the performances. During one of the songs she clapped through the whole thing. The music stopped during a number and she shouted out, "One more time." Got a good laugh from most of the crowd. The girls loved dancing! It was a memorable night for all of our family.  Oh and something else to note for the first time in one year Madison wore shoes other than her crocs!  Black dress shoes they have a little heart of them and I told her it was a Carebear heart and that the only way she could attend the party is if she wore them.  It worked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3040307134273987123?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3040307134273987123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3040307134273987123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3040307134273987123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3040307134273987123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-party.html' title='Holiday Party'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjccw-MTeI/AAAAAAAAB84/_q8sF15GUgU/s72-c/Dec2008+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1000839102122542673</id><published>2008-12-16T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:47:07.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Elevator Contractor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeDspcf8EI/AAAAAAAAB8A/g2KNtOYCzww/s1600-h/Dec2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeDspcf8EI/AAAAAAAAB8A/g2KNtOYCzww/s320/Dec2008+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280333891178065986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeDsLCYpWI/AAAAAAAAB74/E_3TLeac24o/s1600-h/Dec2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeDsLCYpWI/AAAAAAAAB74/E_3TLeac24o/s320/Dec2008+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280333883015472482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls love to wear daddy's hats. Caroline couldn't wait to get her hands on his Thyssen-Krupp hard hat. She wore it until she fell asleep in the van.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1000839102122542673?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1000839102122542673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1000839102122542673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1000839102122542673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1000839102122542673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/future-elevator-contractor.html' title='Future Elevator Contractor'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeDspcf8EI/AAAAAAAAB8A/g2KNtOYCzww/s72-c/Dec2008+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-608234388808099458</id><published>2008-12-16T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:47:16.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjXwyi-aqI/AAAAAAAAB8I/2QRJe3H9my8/s1600-h/Dec2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjXwyi-aqI/AAAAAAAAB8I/2QRJe3H9my8/s320/Dec2008+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280707796294068898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeC0UgAgVI/AAAAAAAAB7w/CWW0DTzyyIw/s1600-h/nov2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeC0UgAgVI/AAAAAAAAB7w/CWW0DTzyyIw/s320/nov2008+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280332923482964306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline is still sporting Daddy's work safty glasses while mommy is sporting her new ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-608234388808099458?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/608234388808099458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=608234388808099458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/608234388808099458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/608234388808099458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-glasses.html' title='New glasses'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUjXwyi-aqI/AAAAAAAAB8I/2QRJe3H9my8/s72-c/Dec2008+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5026739988176832539</id><published>2008-12-16T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T03:35:20.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion at age 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeCiJgu7NI/AAAAAAAAB7o/X8XgXFOygtM/s1600-h/Dec2008+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeCiJgu7NI/AAAAAAAAB7o/X8XgXFOygtM/s320/Dec2008+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280332611295571154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Caroline's favorite things to do is pick out clothes and bring them to me one by one to help her get dressed.  This is what she picked out the other morning.  Oh and she has her elmo pj top under the mickey mouse t-shirt.  She would wear elmo everyday if I didn't hide it from her in the laundry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5026739988176832539?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5026739988176832539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5026739988176832539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5026739988176832539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5026739988176832539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/fashion-at-age-1.html' title='Fashion at age 1'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeCiJgu7NI/AAAAAAAAB7o/X8XgXFOygtM/s72-c/Dec2008+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5149458304858775043</id><published>2008-12-16T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T03:05:32.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Everything Give Thanks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeB4Vc3ZOI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Mw4j6uKDX1g/s1600-h/Dec2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeB4Vc3ZOI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Mw4j6uKDX1g/s320/Dec2008+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280331892946068706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeBvQFAfZI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/TK9_Hg935Ws/s1600-h/Dec2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeBvQFAfZI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/TK9_Hg935Ws/s320/Dec2008+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280331736885001618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see it plainly as can be &lt;br /&gt;in God's Word, the Bible that &lt;br /&gt;He gave to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks, Give thanks, Give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In everything thing you do&lt;br /&gt;keep looking for the blessings&lt;br /&gt;God intended just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When days are bright and sunny&lt;br /&gt;Or rain clouds fill the sky&lt;br /&gt;We give thanks in everything from &lt;br /&gt;morning until night......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes one of my favorite children's songs. I know I am about a month late posting about Thanksgiving, but what can I say I'm still thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Thanksgiving celebrated it with Jason's parents and all of my family at my parents. The food was so good and having a day to reminded of all we are thankful for is good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner I began having the worst pain the only thing I could compare it to was labor. Being almost 3 months pregnant I was a little alarmed. Jason prayed for me and I rested my sisters joined me on my moms bed it was nice to not be alone. The pain went away about a hour later. Relief- until I started spotting. It was only that one time, but I still needed to find out what was going on with that little peanut growing inside of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultra sound instantly showed a growing vital fetus with a healthy strong heart beat! Oh it was a beautiful sight. The ultra sound also show a tear in my uterus. That was already showing signs of healing. Thank you, God! On the road to recovery! That next week I took it easy. As much bed rest as a mommy with 2 little girls could get. Many days of hanging in our pjs- reading, doing flash cards, watch "Madison's shows." Not cleaning, cooking, or doing laundry. Wow that sounds like vacation! Jason was wonderful as you can see in the pictures he kept up with the house work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another ultra sound today. The tear is still there, but not at all effecting the baby. Which the doctor says is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5149458304858775043?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5149458304858775043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5149458304858775043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5149458304858775043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5149458304858775043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-everything-give-thanks.html' title='In Everything Give Thanks...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SUeB4Vc3ZOI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Mw4j6uKDX1g/s72-c/Dec2008+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-732932344946261542</id><published>2008-11-05T16:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:10:16.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI14guxnEI/AAAAAAAAB7I/vyQxsTvuLlE/s1600-h/Halloween08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI14guxnEI/AAAAAAAAB7I/vyQxsTvuLlE/s320/Halloween08+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265330159324601410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-732932344946261542?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/732932344946261542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=732932344946261542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/732932344946261542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/732932344946261542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/11/sisterly-love.html' title='Sisterly Love'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI14guxnEI/AAAAAAAAB7I/vyQxsTvuLlE/s72-c/Halloween08+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-8177621733549927895</id><published>2008-11-05T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:09:11.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless and Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI1Ap6MQ-I/AAAAAAAAB7A/Grc1TxR0M1k/s1600-h/Halloween08+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI1Ap6MQ-I/AAAAAAAAB7A/Grc1TxR0M1k/s320/Halloween08+039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265329199715730402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI1AffZB5I/AAAAAAAAB64/eieNIwSLleU/s1600-h/Halloween08+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI1AffZB5I/AAAAAAAAB64/eieNIwSLleU/s320/Halloween08+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265329196918966162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI1AdmGd0I/AAAAAAAAB6w/LWMIhhG9QWI/s1600-h/Halloween08+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI1AdmGd0I/AAAAAAAAB6w/LWMIhhG9QWI/s320/Halloween08+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265329196410238786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI0_-02AtI/AAAAAAAAB6o/m9wmu_M9mCY/s1600-h/Halloween08+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI0_-02AtI/AAAAAAAAB6o/m9wmu_M9mCY/s320/Halloween08+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265329188150575826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and Heather hosted a fun Halloween party at their ranch. Daniel's mom was visiting and treated us all to pizza. My mom made a popcorn cake which was so good! There was a Scarecrow Maze set up outside with prizes for the kids to find. Uncle Daniel treated us to a hayride where we drove to the neighbors to "bless or treat." No tricks around here. Afterwards we went to Jason's parents and Madison helped Papa handout candy. I was trilled to see she was just as excited to give and she was to receive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday reminded me of something Madison said last year. We were practicing what to say at the door and I asked her, "What do you say when someone gives you candy?" She responded, "More candy!" Not the answer I was looking for and when the pressure was on to shine at the door she came through with lots of thank yous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-8177621733549927895?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8177621733549927895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=8177621733549927895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8177621733549927895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8177621733549927895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/11/bless-and-treat.html' title='Bless and Treat'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SRI1Ap6MQ-I/AAAAAAAAB7A/Grc1TxR0M1k/s72-c/Halloween08+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7178495824068383790</id><published>2008-10-28T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:12:02.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My vote is in!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQdyDA0BwZI/AAAAAAAAB6c/WL6qbWDSi4o/s1600-h/daytime+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQdyDA0BwZI/AAAAAAAAB6c/WL6qbWDSi4o/s320/daytime+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262300085689106834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We voted last night at the mall.  It was perfect we switched off watching the girls at the play place.  When Jason went there were 100 people in line when I went there was 10.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline has been busy!  She emptied her entire dresser and got out almost all the stuffed animals in less than 10 minutes.  Heather says with Caroline I am getting a glimps of what it is like to have a boy?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7178495824068383790?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7178495824068383790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7178495824068383790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7178495824068383790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7178495824068383790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-vote-is-in.html' title='My vote is in!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQdyDA0BwZI/AAAAAAAAB6c/WL6qbWDSi4o/s72-c/daytime+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3454250476126263842</id><published>2008-10-26T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:37:16.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Care Bears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTU4c-gXbI/AAAAAAAAB6E/7Ieet9vImVQ/s1600-h/daytime+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTU4c-gXbI/AAAAAAAAB6E/7Ieet9vImVQ/s320/daytime+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261564330991705522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Melcher girls for the Care bears!  She loves them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3454250476126263842?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3454250476126263842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3454250476126263842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3454250476126263842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3454250476126263842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-care-bears.html' title='More Care Bears'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTU4c-gXbI/AAAAAAAAB6E/7Ieet9vImVQ/s72-c/daytime+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2122728467994845094</id><published>2008-10-13T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:35:31.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl and her doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTUiccipVI/AAAAAAAAB58/VghjDL_G3cM/s1600-h/zoosept08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTUiccipVI/AAAAAAAAB58/VghjDL_G3cM/s320/zoosept08+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261563952892126546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTUh9OHvwI/AAAAAAAAB50/bStSyHKvbHs/s1600-h/zoosept08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTUh9OHvwI/AAAAAAAAB50/bStSyHKvbHs/s320/zoosept08+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261563944510144258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Caroline's baby.  It was also my baby a gift I received from my grandma atleast 25 years ago it was also well loved by my sister, Jackie.  Caroline loves this baby and only wants this baby.  She has to have a blanket with the doll and loves to kiss the dolls face and bare bottom?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2122728467994845094?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2122728467994845094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2122728467994845094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2122728467994845094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2122728467994845094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/girl-and-her-doll.html' title='A girl and her doll'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTUiccipVI/AAAAAAAAB58/VghjDL_G3cM/s72-c/zoosept08+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3368509485792332175</id><published>2008-10-13T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:32:58.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTY at Grandmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTT8D6ga8I/AAAAAAAAB5s/LocHIQll-1A/s1600-h/daytime+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTT8D6ga8I/AAAAAAAAB5s/LocHIQll-1A/s320/daytime+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261563293471894466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTT7-8jxrI/AAAAAAAAB5k/XDRCvQMFjF8/s1600-h/daytime+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTT7-8jxrI/AAAAAAAAB5k/XDRCvQMFjF8/s320/daytime+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261563292138325682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTT7QnzVHI/AAAAAAAAB5c/4itHeyBTQQM/s1600-h/daytime+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTT7QnzVHI/AAAAAAAAB5c/4itHeyBTQQM/s320/daytime+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261563279703233650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad went hunting this past week so my mom decided to through a "just because" party for the grand kids. 6 between the ages of 1-5. She planned it on a Friday night and told the moms and dads to go have fun. We went to TGIFridays. The kids had a blast. M and C wore party dresses and brought the host gifts a picture and flowers. The party was complete with a kid friendly supper, clown cake, games, prizes, balloons and streamers. It was so sweet! She is planning on doing this every year. What great memories with their grandma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3368509485792332175?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3368509485792332175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3368509485792332175' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3368509485792332175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3368509485792332175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/party-at-grandmas.html' title='PARTY at Grandmas'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTT8D6ga8I/AAAAAAAAB5s/LocHIQll-1A/s72-c/daytime+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7017159062235255086</id><published>2008-10-13T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:29:44.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time with Jason's brother and his family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTTJbN9KRI/AAAAAAAAB5U/sOv-KCtqBcs/s1600-h/zoosept08+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTTJbN9KRI/AAAAAAAAB5U/sOv-KCtqBcs/s320/zoosept08+055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261562423554156818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTTI7beA1I/AAAAAAAAB5M/qCNJHt4yFW8/s1600-h/zoosept08+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTTI7beA1I/AAAAAAAAB5M/qCNJHt4yFW8/s320/zoosept08+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261562415020901202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTTISGxRtI/AAAAAAAAB5E/5XwCeD56hyA/s1600-h/zoosept08+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTTISGxRtI/AAAAAAAAB5E/5XwCeD56hyA/s320/zoosept08+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261562403928229586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed having Ramsey, Deb, and 10 month old Jacob here over the weekend. The brothers and their Dad hunted antelope in Wyoming. They had a successful hunt came home with 8. So that means the freezer is fuller and jerky is making. &lt;br /&gt;The girls and Jacob played. Loved going to the zoo, watching movies, pushing the 3 kids on swings, hanging out at my sister, Heathers and playgroup. &lt;br /&gt;Jacob is a wonderful little boy. Madison and Caroline enjoyed him. Caroline was always right there giving him his pacifier, blanket, or toy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7017159062235255086?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7017159062235255086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7017159062235255086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7017159062235255086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7017159062235255086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-with-ramsey-callaways.html' title='Time with Jason&apos;s brother and his family'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SQTTJbN9KRI/AAAAAAAAB5U/sOv-KCtqBcs/s72-c/zoosept08+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1515735607010110600</id><published>2008-09-18T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:08:36.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally back in Blogland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDK7llvI/AAAAAAAABak/F7ipnkkIKys/s1600-h/Sept2008+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDK7llvI/AAAAAAAABak/F7ipnkkIKys/s320/Sept2008+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530915941455602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDSFnPYI/AAAAAAAABas/0i1Q026pXoE/s1600-h/Sept2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDSFnPYI/AAAAAAAABas/0i1Q026pXoE/s320/Sept2008+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530917862555010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDQ8jxOI/AAAAAAAABa0/Jn2aL2YaxNg/s1600-h/Sept2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDQ8jxOI/AAAAAAAABa0/Jn2aL2YaxNg/s320/Sept2008+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530917556143330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDeXsr0I/AAAAAAAABa8/5N3C659D8_E/s1600-h/Sept2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDeXsr0I/AAAAAAAABa8/5N3C659D8_E/s320/Sept2008+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530921159634754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDVF2_WI/AAAAAAAABbE/5MdYskKyxa0/s1600-h/Sept2008+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDVF2_WI/AAAAAAAABbE/5MdYskKyxa0/s320/Sept2008+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530918668893538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we are still very much alive and happy since I last posted. I guess I just always find so many other things I would rather be doing than posting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few things that have been happening with the Callaways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still reflecting on our Labor Day. The 4 of us drove to the top of Pikes Peak. We stopped at a lake to have a picnic and fish. Miss Mat was the cutest she learned how to reel her line in and had a blast doing it over and over. Since Daddy and Madison were busy fishing Caroline and I took off for a hike. It was so peaceful I couldn't help praise God by reciting scripture about His creation. Caroline was also peaceful she fell asleep while riding in the back pack. I hope I never forget this sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently celebrated my Dad's birthday. I wouldn't tell you his age but he just won first place in the 60-64 age group for running a number of races this year. He is amazing! If you want to be inspired physically visit his blog http://www.runninginthesprings.com/ and if you want to be inspired spiritually visit www.truthofgodsword.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I went to a birthday bash put on by the Jeub family. A kind family with 14 children and one on the way. We were invited by my friend Tisha www.keepingupwiththeJOTSC.blogspot.com It was a great time and full of learning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2 years I have been believing for a play set that belonged to our next door neighbors. Well they gave it to us a couple of weeks ago. You can see it in the above pictures. It is a long story but it is ours now and they and thrilled we are enjoying it. Thanks God for answering my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason has returned to the elevator trade!!!! My specific prayer for his job has been a job in CS (not that easy), working 4 10s, and a job that will last for at least 5 months. God came through beautifully he is working in the Springs, 4 10s, and he signed a contract for 1 year!!! We are blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1515735607010110600?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1515735607010110600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1515735607010110600' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1515735607010110600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1515735607010110600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/09/callaway-happenings.html' title='Finally back in Blogland'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SN2iDK7llvI/AAAAAAAABak/F7ipnkkIKys/s72-c/Sept2008+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2505173530551130592</id><published>2008-08-29T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:54:17.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroline playing mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLjfcVCSICI/AAAAAAAABaM/1Ja19x89aIk/s1600-h/M+1st+day+preschool+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLjfcVCSICI/AAAAAAAABaM/1Ja19x89aIk/s320/M+1st+day+preschool+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240183844221624354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline loves to play with baby dolls or pretend Care bears are babies. When you ask her where is your baby she always says nite-nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice her perfect wrist? She got her cast off a couple of weeks ago. We got to take it off at home. I wanted to post the video, but have not figured out how to do that. While Jason was un-wrapping it she kept saying, "Open!" and "Oh Boy." You can not even tell she ever had a cast on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2505173530551130592?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2505173530551130592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2505173530551130592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2505173530551130592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2505173530551130592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/08/caroline-playing-mommy.html' title='Caroline playing mommy'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLjfcVCSICI/AAAAAAAABaM/1Ja19x89aIk/s72-c/M+1st+day+preschool+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1622796878264997269</id><published>2008-08-29T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:47:06.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know what I want?</title><content type='html'>Is a question I often ask the girls and they usually respond a hug? or a kiss? Well the other day Madison's response was a baby boy. Then the biggest surprise out of her mouth I asked do you want a baby boy and she said yes! I'm thinking Madison is finally get use to the idea of a baby boy. She has always said no baby boys only baby girls. We had not talked about another baby in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this is not an announcement we are not pg yet. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1622796878264997269?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1622796878264997269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1622796878264997269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1622796878264997269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1622796878264997269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-you-know-what-i-want.html' title='Do you know what I want?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-6793164695278893185</id><published>2008-08-29T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:55:29.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Miss Mat</title><content type='html'>When we were first married we had the privilege of being around the Zeilman family. Their 3 children were all under 12. Jason and I always noticed how affectionate they were. Char told us that you have to teach your kids to be affectionate. So that's what we set out to do many years later with our kids. Well we are seeing more and more just how sweet and affectionate our girls are. Tonight Madison went up to Jason and said, "I need and hug and a kiss." After acquiring what she thought was sufficient she began to leave then stopped, turned around, and said, "I need a little more hugs and kisses." She melts our hearts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-6793164695278893185?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6793164695278893185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=6793164695278893185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6793164695278893185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6793164695278893185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-little-miss-mat.html' title='Our Little Miss Mat'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3602435256959744500</id><published>2008-08-25T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:32:17.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLN19BHtOEI/AAAAAAAABZs/syAb-r7pqmk/s1600-h/M+1st+day+preschool+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLN19BHtOEI/AAAAAAAABZs/syAb-r7pqmk/s320/M+1st+day+preschool+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238660482695247938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLN19bV7n8I/AAAAAAAABZ0/Vja2BO3ydZ0/s1600-h/M+1st+day+preschool+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLN19bV7n8I/AAAAAAAABZ0/Vja2BO3ydZ0/s320/M+1st+day+preschool+014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238660489734234050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLN19vWKexI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kHAbBh46GGU/s1600-h/M+1st+day+preschool+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLN19vWKexI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kHAbBh46GGU/s320/M+1st+day+preschool+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238660495103916818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLN19pQ-TYI/AAAAAAAABaE/I6vpWKDxa-0/s1600-h/M+1st+day+preschool+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLN19pQ-TYI/AAAAAAAABaE/I6vpWKDxa-0/s320/M+1st+day+preschool+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238660493471534466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Madison:&lt;br /&gt;We had a Birthday Party&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Cook took me to the bathroom 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;The kids say, "I have to go to the bathroom."&lt;br /&gt;We had donuts. &lt;br /&gt;I PLAYED!&lt;br /&gt;I brought a box of Kleenex to my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Mommy:&lt;br /&gt;She walked in like a pro!&lt;br /&gt;Greeted Mrs. Scarbro my name.&lt;br /&gt;We were the first to arrive and Madison greeted the other children.&lt;br /&gt;Told me, "I will miss you, I love you, Bye."&lt;br /&gt;I think since Madison was so comfortable and excited to be at school I did fine I was not sad at all until a little boy came running out of the room crying to his mom.&lt;br /&gt;Madison was so happy to see Jackie, Jenken, and Novalee after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Mrs. Scarbro:&lt;br /&gt;She did great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3602435256959744500?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3602435256959744500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3602435256959744500' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3602435256959744500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3602435256959744500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-preschool.html' title='First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SLN19BHtOEI/AAAAAAAABZs/syAb-r7pqmk/s72-c/M+1st+day+preschool+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-576182170834804411</id><published>2008-08-17T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:55:13.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjyDuYHpkI/AAAAAAAABZU/s5Z_TWHIOkg/s1600-h/Aug.2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjyDuYHpkI/AAAAAAAABZU/s5Z_TWHIOkg/s320/Aug.2008+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235700712620926530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjyD-NGgsI/AAAAAAAABZc/hZItzY7mJDo/s1600-h/Aug.2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjyD-NGgsI/AAAAAAAABZc/hZItzY7mJDo/s320/Aug.2008+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235700716869681858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjyEFI6LJI/AAAAAAAABZk/mwVU-iBq3t4/s1600-h/Aug.2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjyEFI6LJI/AAAAAAAABZk/mwVU-iBq3t4/s320/Aug.2008+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235700718731144338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjxMBBIi2I/AAAAAAAABY8/kmpywjFY-Rs/s1600-h/Aug.2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjxMBBIi2I/AAAAAAAABY8/kmpywjFY-Rs/s320/Aug.2008+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235699755552115554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjxMR2SASI/AAAAAAAABZE/xQdrS3BO9bA/s1600-h/Aug.2008+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjxMR2SASI/AAAAAAAABZE/xQdrS3BO9bA/s320/Aug.2008+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235699760070000930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjxMQCRCYI/AAAAAAAABZM/6C3n_ThMeAA/s1600-h/Aug.2008+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjxMQCRCYI/AAAAAAAABZM/6C3n_ThMeAA/s320/Aug.2008+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235699759583398274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures that tell what we have been up to during these very rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were playing fellowship with the care bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying cupcake batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing "Noah's Ark"  on Madison's bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison is learning about layering to stay warm. She went up to her room and put on 1 shirt over the shirt she was wearing, a dress- pulled all the way up, and a tank top to match the shorts she put on.  Hey I'm happy the top layers match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison shows off her crafts to the kitty. Don't worry for those of you who come over for a meal the table gets a good wiping after Proud Heart Climbs up on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-576182170834804411?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/576182170834804411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=576182170834804411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/576182170834804411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/576182170834804411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/08/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SKjyDuYHpkI/AAAAAAAABZU/s5Z_TWHIOkg/s72-c/Aug.2008+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1213543577975300502</id><published>2008-08-05T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T06:57:54.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift from Ohio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJhcW3TGWeI/AAAAAAAABYk/5QpmsHPSIK4/s1600-h/C+broken+arm+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJhcW3TGWeI/AAAAAAAABYk/5QpmsHPSIK4/s320/C+broken+arm+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231032515061766626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJhcXAT_bXI/AAAAAAAABYs/QzbhQfRSpCU/s1600-h/C+broken+arm+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJhcXAT_bXI/AAAAAAAABYs/QzbhQfRSpCU/s320/C+broken+arm+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231032517481426290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Uncle Ramsey, Aunt Deb, and Jacob!  I love my new big brown dog.  He is so soft and fun to sit on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1213543577975300502?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1213543577975300502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1213543577975300502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1213543577975300502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1213543577975300502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/08/gift-from-ohio.html' title='A gift from Ohio'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJhcW3TGWeI/AAAAAAAABYk/5QpmsHPSIK4/s72-c/C+broken+arm+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1558258158537413060</id><published>2008-08-03T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:54:00.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the White Cast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKxQlo3HI/AAAAAAAABYU/-op743t27hQ/s1600-h/kitten+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKxQlo3HI/AAAAAAAABYU/-op743t27hQ/s320/kitten+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230379858620111986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKxmBbHEI/AAAAAAAABYc/hH-q4O67R5A/s1600-h/kitten+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKxmBbHEI/AAAAAAAABYc/hH-q4O67R5A/s320/kitten+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230379864373795906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it won't stay white for long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1558258158537413060?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1558258158537413060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1558258158537413060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1558258158537413060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1558258158537413060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-of-white-cast.html' title='Pictures of the White Cast'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKxQlo3HI/AAAAAAAABYU/-op743t27hQ/s72-c/kitten+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-4672312933732816077</id><published>2008-08-03T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:58:48.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Heart Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKQk9QpYI/AAAAAAAABYE/sYiy_UPBIrg/s1600-h/kitten+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKQk9QpYI/AAAAAAAABYE/sYiy_UPBIrg/s320/kitten+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230379297152214402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKQiHCZlI/AAAAAAAABYM/xF-ZjwNYhEQ/s1600-h/kitten+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKQiHCZlI/AAAAAAAABYM/xF-ZjwNYhEQ/s320/kitten+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230379296387917394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison loves kittens! What 3 year old doesn't? Jason has been wanting to get her one for awhile me not so much. Until I saw the love she has for Daisy her cousin, Kriesten's kitten. She played with Daisy for 3 straight hours. So I folded! The next day to pick up Proud Heart. Proud Heart Kitty is a Care bear cousin so of course that is the name Madison choose for him! The girls love him. He is a good kitty and is putting up with a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-4672312933732816077?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4672312933732816077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=4672312933732816077' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4672312933732816077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4672312933732816077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/08/proud-heart-kitty.html' title='Proud Heart Kitty'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJYKQk9QpYI/AAAAAAAABYE/sYiy_UPBIrg/s72-c/kitten+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-279021700826163119</id><published>2008-08-01T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T13:15:18.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Thank you"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJNuN93W0zI/AAAAAAAABXM/rRgMYYLL3lU/s1600-h/C+broken+arm+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJNuN93W0zI/AAAAAAAABXM/rRgMYYLL3lU/s320/C+broken+arm+014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229644778531377970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline said her first unprompted thank you today.  It was to Jenken who gave her a popicle.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of thank yous.  We are grateful for all the extra special attention our family has received this week.  The prayers, phone calls, emails, cards, pictures, toys, balloons, flowers, and clothes that will accomidate Caroline's cast.  We are blessed to have such thoughtful friends and family!  Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-279021700826163119?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/279021700826163119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=279021700826163119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/279021700826163119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/279021700826163119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you.html' title='&quot;Thank you&quot;'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJNuN93W0zI/AAAAAAAABXM/rRgMYYLL3lU/s72-c/C+broken+arm+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-6342288454761712224</id><published>2008-07-31T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:11:43.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with a cast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJJUtkEUt6I/AAAAAAAABWs/F5vEUYFYI5A/s1600-h/C+broken+arm+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJJUtkEUt6I/AAAAAAAABWs/F5vEUYFYI5A/s320/C+broken+arm+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229335259083224994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJJUt0gxLKI/AAAAAAAABW0/doeGg-NuLrE/s1600-h/C+broken+arm+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJJUt0gxLKI/AAAAAAAABW0/doeGg-NuLrE/s320/C+broken+arm+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229335263497497762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJJUuH_M40I/AAAAAAAABW8/dUJys2WYr3E/s1600-h/C+broken+arm+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJJUuH_M40I/AAAAAAAABW8/dUJys2WYr3E/s320/C+broken+arm+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229335268725416770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJJUuTGRZCI/AAAAAAAABXE/C0TlE1ej4KA/s1600-h/C+broken+arm+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJJUuTGRZCI/AAAAAAAABXE/C0TlE1ej4KA/s320/C+broken+arm+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229335271707862050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline is getting use to having this rather large, heavy, keep it dry and clean thing on her arm. She is learning how to keep her balance and play and eat with her right hand before she mostly used her left. Maybe we will get a righty out of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was hard she woke 2 hours after putting her to bed she was uncomfortable! I gave her pain med. and comforted her she wined herself back to sleep. She woke up 3hours later crying a lot she was up for about 45 min. I called the dr this morning to make sure I was checking all the right things and everything sounded good to them if she doesn't sleep well tonight we will return to the dr. tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the girls on a special outing this afternoon we all needed it. We cashed in our Summer Reading Program free ice cream vouchers at Baskin Robins then to the mall. Boy I thought I received a lot of attention with two cute girls, but dress them in matching dresses and put a "cute" cast on the little one and you catch every ones attention. I thought I was with a couple of rock stars. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-6342288454761712224?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6342288454761712224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=6342288454761712224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6342288454761712224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6342288454761712224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-with-cast.html' title='Life with a cast'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJJUtkEUt6I/AAAAAAAABWs/F5vEUYFYI5A/s72-c/C+broken+arm+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1044348811518784593</id><published>2008-07-30T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:33:06.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken wrist and broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJCz2Wqe4eI/AAAAAAAABWc/Ji0zOPQxhAY/s1600-h/van+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJCz2Wqe4eI/AAAAAAAABWc/Ji0zOPQxhAY/s320/van+078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228876913755218402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJCz2zcZlmI/AAAAAAAABWk/Uak8Wth8rgY/s1600-h/van+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJCz2zcZlmI/AAAAAAAABWk/Uak8Wth8rgY/s320/van+080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228876921480779362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was on our bed (4 feet high) with the girls and Caroline rolled right off. I knew it was a bad fall because of her cry and how she landed. Within 15 minutes my mom was here to watch Madison and we were off to the ER. In the car she stopped crying and was moving her arm better. You could tell she was still in pain when she lifted her arm very high. We were thinking maybe she hurt her shoulder or upper arm. We arrived at the ER about 8:30pm. The doctor ordered xrays for her shoulder and upper arm. While we were waiting she began playing more lifting her arm all the way up and was in a very good mood. The doctor came in after reading the xrays I claimed, "She is doing great lifting her arm and playing." He said she should be lifting her arm. Her arm is not broken it is her wrist." My jawed dropped and my heart broke. I knew something wasn't right, but when that was confirmed it really hurt. The doctor was great and assured us it would heal beautifully and said it was by accident that they even caught it because they were not suppose to take the xray of her wrist. We know it wasn't an accident that God was making sure our little girl was taken care of. We left the ER at 12:30am with a very sad and tired girl who had a splint on her arm (top pic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning to a specialist for a full arm cast. He also assured us that this was common and would heal beautifully. She is fast asleep right now. Madison went with grandma to play group and I hear she is very sad about sissy's arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline's wrist will heal and my heart will too, it is just so hard to see your little ones hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1044348811518784593?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1044348811518784593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1044348811518784593' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1044348811518784593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1044348811518784593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/broken-wrist-and-broken-heart.html' title='Broken wrist and broken heart'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SJCz2Wqe4eI/AAAAAAAABWc/Ji0zOPQxhAY/s72-c/van+078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5665959052037319307</id><published>2008-07-23T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:03:57.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving the Mini-Van Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeV_i4ZphI/AAAAAAAABWM/butw071CarM/s1600-h/July2008+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeV_i4ZphI/AAAAAAAABWM/butw071CarM/s320/July2008+062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226310811514414610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we are going somewhere I did not see comming.  We are believing to purchase a pop-up camper and we need a vehicle to pull it.  So Jason started looking at SUV's that would be as safe as the van, have the same number of seats, and get the same gas miliage(keeping our fingers crossed).  Well here is the Land Rover he purchased on Monday at an auction.  We got an outstanding deal on it.  Madison calls it the new mini-van.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deb just a little something for you to look forward to when you come out in December.=0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5665959052037319307?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5665959052037319307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5665959052037319307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5665959052037319307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5665959052037319307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/leaving-mini-van-club.html' title='Leaving the Mini-Van Club'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeV_i4ZphI/AAAAAAAABWM/butw071CarM/s72-c/July2008+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5840589269102775277</id><published>2008-07-23T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:30:26.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"More"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeQoYS3CyI/AAAAAAAABWE/uBL_FiGzJJQ/s1600-h/July2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeQoYS3CyI/AAAAAAAABWE/uBL_FiGzJJQ/s320/July2008+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226304915977472802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline always makes her way to whomever is eating and is quick to sign more and says more. &lt;br /&gt;She said thank you for the first time yesterday. Another word to add to her list that is growing rapidly. Her favorite words are Mama, Dadda, sissy, Nana, Papa, Grand (Grandma), Gram (Grandpa), Lola, Pup pup, Yes, No, Dink (drink), More, Bite, Nite-Nite, Bath, hi, bye-bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5840589269102775277?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5840589269102775277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5840589269102775277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5840589269102775277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5840589269102775277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/more.html' title='&quot;More&quot;'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeQoYS3CyI/AAAAAAAABWE/uBL_FiGzJJQ/s72-c/July2008+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-4662470654337609996</id><published>2008-07-23T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:29:34.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroline's Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePil8yiII/AAAAAAAABVc/7oA8RuNtu1Y/s1600-h/July2008+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePil8yiII/AAAAAAAABVc/7oA8RuNtu1Y/s320/July2008+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226303717052156034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePio3z2sI/AAAAAAAABVk/ken4l71UZRI/s1600-h/July2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePio3z2sI/AAAAAAAABVk/ken4l71UZRI/s320/July2008+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226303717836577474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePi1RG2FI/AAAAAAAABVs/u4SLgUGS844/s1600-h/July2008+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePi1RG2FI/AAAAAAAABVs/u4SLgUGS844/s320/July2008+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226303721163905106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePi8GDA_I/AAAAAAAABV0/AnauqMFnVbs/s1600-h/July2008+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePi8GDA_I/AAAAAAAABV0/AnauqMFnVbs/s320/July2008+044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226303722996564978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePjBnFBaI/AAAAAAAABV8/mdh5j94g6L0/s1600-h/July2008+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePjBnFBaI/AAAAAAAABV8/mdh5j94g6L0/s320/July2008+046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226303724477285794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday we enjoyed a day of God's Word fun, fellowship, and food.  It was extra sweet since Caroline, Beau, Blake, Novalee, and many other children were dedicated.  A time when the parents vow to God and those present to raise their childen in the nurture and admonition of the Lord (Eph. 6:4.)  It was nice to have all of the grandparents and my siblings and their families to be apart of this and to know that they too guide and direct their children with God's Word day by day.  It is a joy and priviledge that God has allowed Jason and I to rasie His children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison was the first child to respond to an invitation extended by Revernd Wallace to have the children come up and help lead kid songs before the children went to children's fellowship.  (Top picture) She is very bold and doesn't mind being in front of a large group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people to visit with, lots of food to eat, and games to play.  A fun day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-4662470654337609996?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4662470654337609996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=4662470654337609996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4662470654337609996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4662470654337609996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/carolines-dedication.html' title='Caroline&apos;s Dedication'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIePil8yiII/AAAAAAAABVc/7oA8RuNtu1Y/s72-c/July2008+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7533744388791794110</id><published>2008-07-23T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T12:59:53.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNqXm4bwI/AAAAAAAABU0/bRDuxlNP9bY/s1600-h/July2008+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNqXm4bwI/AAAAAAAABU0/bRDuxlNP9bY/s320/July2008+064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226301651617869570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNqcVxOKI/AAAAAAAABU8/h-yaqzalo5A/s1600-h/July2008+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNqcVxOKI/AAAAAAAABU8/h-yaqzalo5A/s320/July2008+068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226301652888271010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNqpDnMCI/AAAAAAAABVE/Ws66drubgAw/s1600-h/July2008+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNqpDnMCI/AAAAAAAABVE/Ws66drubgAw/s320/July2008+065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226301656301776930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNqjGqV0I/AAAAAAAABVM/1CdnjRjWr7E/s1600-h/July2008+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNqjGqV0I/AAAAAAAABVM/1CdnjRjWr7E/s320/July2008+070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226301654703953730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNq8CJg0I/AAAAAAAABVU/tmz9ucWf48U/s1600-h/July2008+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNq8CJg0I/AAAAAAAABVU/tmz9ucWf48U/s320/July2008+067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226301661395911490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have a group of Moms that love to get the kids together for play group we meet every Wed. for the kids to play and for us Moms to support, laugh, and enjoy one anothers company.  I love having a support group like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7533744388791794110?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7533744388791794110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7533744388791794110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7533744388791794110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7533744388791794110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/play-group.html' title='Play Group'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeNqXm4bwI/AAAAAAAABU0/bRDuxlNP9bY/s72-c/July2008+064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-655492032425920169</id><published>2008-07-23T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:26:28.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggles and Books in the Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeLzX7VlCI/AAAAAAAABUs/cYmlEgNMuoA/s1600-h/July2008+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeLzX7VlCI/AAAAAAAABUs/cYmlEgNMuoA/s320/July2008+056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226299607299232802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeLmULPEuI/AAAAAAAABUk/55V9YBY-LqQ/s1600-h/July2008+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeLmULPEuI/AAAAAAAABUk/55V9YBY-LqQ/s320/July2008+054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226299382953874146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison has one of her Carebears and Caroline has Pup pup.  My little snuggle bugs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-655492032425920169?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/655492032425920169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=655492032425920169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/655492032425920169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/655492032425920169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/snuggles-and-books-in-morning.html' title='Snuggles and Books in the Morning'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SIeLzX7VlCI/AAAAAAAABUs/cYmlEgNMuoA/s72-c/July2008+056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5752973011109733862</id><published>2008-07-14T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:17:36.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Good Day, only different</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHwWyCRyApI/AAAAAAAABUc/mRzUSC-rbNA/s1600-h/June08+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHwWyCRyApI/AAAAAAAABUc/mRzUSC-rbNA/s320/June08+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223074716703654546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One huge thing I have learned while being a mom is don't look at success as getting lots of things accomplished. Before I had kids I was a major multi-task er. I could get lots done for myself and for others. Then when I became a stay at home mom one month before Madison was born I tried to get myself to slow down. Not an easy thing for me. I was always rushing and rushing to get lots done, but little kids don't always allow you to rush. So I continue to enjoy the moment, to not keep a to-do-list, to walk into the store at a very slow pace with a one year old holding my hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a very slow day. I got up at 6:30 to make breakfast for Jason and saw him off then climbed back in bed. Caroline woke up at 8:00, Madison shortly after. Drove the girls to grandmas and I headed for the gym to embark on a new adventure.... swimming. I have always wanted to swim during my pregnancies so since this will probably be the last baby I thought I better start preparing since the plan is to get pg in the Fall. So I took a fitness swim class. LOVED IT! The instructor worked with each student with where they are at. I learned so much and may even have a new favorite work out. Came home hung clothes on the line and picked up a little. Strolled to Grandma just took my time and prayed. Picked up two very happy girls strolled home with them. Smelled flowers, stepped on aunt hills, picked up sticks, you know turned a 10 minute walk into a 30 minute walk. Ate lunch. Everyone took a 2 hour nap. Woke up to enjoy homemade Popsicles. I folded clothes outside and the girls played. Jason took the girls to Home Depot. Enjoyed only warming up a yummy supper exchange meal (thank you, Heather). Played outside some more. I put Caroline to bed while Madison and Jason made chocolate chip cookies. Jason, Madison, and I ate cookies on the desk. Madison is now in bed and I am thankful to reflect on another good day. I love my life. Thank you, Heavenly Father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5752973011109733862?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5752973011109733862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5752973011109733862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5752973011109733862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5752973011109733862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-good-day-only-different.html' title='Another Good Day, only different'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHwWyCRyApI/AAAAAAAABUc/mRzUSC-rbNA/s72-c/June08+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2663296883386993170</id><published>2008-07-09T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:39:34.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Picking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHWD5EfsI6I/AAAAAAAABT8/ZiRak6_7k7w/s1600-h/July2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHWD5EfsI6I/AAAAAAAABT8/ZiRak6_7k7w/s320/July2008+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221224359488398242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHWD5TthfcI/AAAAAAAABUE/Hj_nwcFg1oI/s1600-h/July2008+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHWD5TthfcI/AAAAAAAABUE/Hj_nwcFg1oI/s320/July2008+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221224363572952514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHWD5cVHoyI/AAAAAAAABUM/uw8yJ_WZ4wI/s1600-h/July2008+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHWD5cVHoyI/AAAAAAAABUM/uw8yJ_WZ4wI/s320/July2008+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221224365886513954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHWD5hMiSNI/AAAAAAAABUU/YMcVR7Z74Uc/s1600-h/July2008+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHWD5hMiSNI/AAAAAAAABUU/YMcVR7Z74Uc/s320/July2008+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221224367192688850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee "I could pick cherries all day." Madison was probably thinking I do pick cherries all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison picked two cherries on one stem and said, "Look best friends like me and KK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next making jam, syrup, and pies.  Yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2663296883386993170?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2663296883386993170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2663296883386993170' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2663296883386993170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2663296883386993170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/cherry-picking.html' title='Cherry Picking'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHWD5EfsI6I/AAAAAAAABT8/ZiRak6_7k7w/s72-c/July2008+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-6456734834764273539</id><published>2008-07-07T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:44:43.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHLUliyZXPI/AAAAAAAABT0/-VrUFZZV2E8/s1600-h/May08+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHLUliyZXPI/AAAAAAAABT0/-VrUFZZV2E8/s320/May08+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220468659534257394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls slept in until 8:30 this morning. I think they were still recuperating from the long weekend. We cuddled ate pink pancakes got dressed and walked to Grandma's house. She always takes the girls Monday mornings. It is a blessing for everyone. I walked back home at a much faster pace. I cleaned, cooked, worked on finances, talked on the phone, ate another breakfast. Walked backed to Grandma's 2 hours later. Enjoyed a yummy lunch. Brought the girls home. Put Caroline to bed. Ms Mat and I made a cheesecake and banana bread. Played with water guns, bubbles, cleaned out the van, colored, played with peanut butter play dough. Then Caroline woke up and we spent a couple of hours outside enjoying the cool Colorado weather. Cooked supper, greeted Daddy, ate supper, cleaned up and wrested with the girls. Everyone went on a walk to the park. Came home did our bed time routine and now I'm ready for my bedtime routine. It was a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-6456734834764273539?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6456734834764273539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=6456734834764273539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6456734834764273539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6456734834764273539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-day.html' title='A Good Day'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHLUliyZXPI/AAAAAAAABT0/-VrUFZZV2E8/s72-c/May08+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3853508900610030399</id><published>2008-07-06T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:45:42.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHGfaUcbWxI/AAAAAAAABTo/5S6Mdwd0uYU/s1600-h/June08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHGfaUcbWxI/AAAAAAAABTo/5S6Mdwd0uYU/s320/June08+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220128717612473106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random things I want to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison taught Caroline to go down the stairs.  I have been working with Caroline for awhile and today I asked M. show her and Caroline did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our family fellowship Jason was praying and Madison just started holding Carolines hand during the prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3853508900610030399?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3853508900610030399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3853508900610030399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3853508900610030399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3853508900610030399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SHGfaUcbWxI/AAAAAAAABTo/5S6Mdwd0uYU/s72-c/June08+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3618761606290879479</id><published>2008-07-06T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:08:13.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>Madison has been very patriotic lately. When driving with grandma they saw a red, white, and blue advertisement and Madison explained, "Look it's America!" After dressing her in a t-shirt with a flag on it she looked in the mirror and said, "I look beautiful. I love my flag" While patting her chest. At Ross she was very concerned the pole on the shopping cart did not have a flag on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures to show all the fun, but it was a great 4th. The Kerrs, Callaways, and friends enjoyed a fun time at the Leaches. We ate yummy food, the kids played hard, rode horses (thank you Uncle Daniel), the guys shot their guns for fun, and we enjoyed an amazing firework show put on my Uncle John. Thankful our county sets aside a day to be thankful for the freedoms we enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3618761606290879479?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3618761606290879479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3618761606290879479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3618761606290879479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3618761606290879479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2398758778174199158</id><published>2008-06-30T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:06:45.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shark Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGmfB0gseDI/AAAAAAAABTQ/dmWvoL7MzMU/s1600-h/June08+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGmfB0gseDI/AAAAAAAABTQ/dmWvoL7MzMU/s320/June08+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217876496909891634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGmfCDLNFcI/AAAAAAAABTY/1CgAfv_Y1Ww/s1600-h/June08+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGmfCDLNFcI/AAAAAAAABTY/1CgAfv_Y1Ww/s320/June08+041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217876500846286274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating corn dogs and ketchup Johnny talked the kids into putting ketchup on their faces for shark blood. They all jumped around on the trampoline after being attached my sharks. All of us moms were thankful the "blood" just washed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2398758778174199158?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2398758778174199158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2398758778174199158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2398758778174199158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2398758778174199158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/shark-blood.html' title='Shark Blood'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGmfB0gseDI/AAAAAAAABTQ/dmWvoL7MzMU/s72-c/June08+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2361732623853400</id><published>2008-06-30T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:46:17.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl-UK60RpI/AAAAAAAABS4/Hf7HiBY08zk/s1600-h/June08+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl-UK60RpI/AAAAAAAABS4/Hf7HiBY08zk/s320/June08+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217840528278963858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl-Ud7yEiI/AAAAAAAABTA/5n4Ugn2tiyI/s1600-h/June08+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl-Ud7yEiI/AAAAAAAABTA/5n4Ugn2tiyI/s320/June08+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217840533383287330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl-UtjukHI/AAAAAAAABTI/NJWQfzAkFFo/s1600-h/June08+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl-UtjukHI/AAAAAAAABTI/NJWQfzAkFFo/s320/June08+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217840537577361522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For playgroup last week we took the kids to Skate City.  This was the first time any of the little kids had ever skated at a rink and the first time for most of us moms to be on skates since the 80s.  It did bring back many memories and I think made a few memories for the both the kids and moms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2361732623853400?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2361732623853400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2361732623853400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2361732623853400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2361732623853400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/roller-skating.html' title='Roller Skating'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl-UK60RpI/AAAAAAAABS4/Hf7HiBY08zk/s72-c/June08+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5792020458510940425</id><published>2008-06-30T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:20:33.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"May I get my Feet Polished?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGqtqRZEqgI/AAAAAAAABTg/jPi_Hy-rMJI/s1600-h/June08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGqtqRZEqgI/AAAAAAAABTg/jPi_Hy-rMJI/s320/June08+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174059996817922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl9FDbuEkI/AAAAAAAABSo/mmMhl-BNDFI/s1600-h/June08+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl9FDbuEkI/AAAAAAAABSo/mmMhl-BNDFI/s320/June08+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217839169059820098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl9FZ1C-6I/AAAAAAAABSw/2E5WDERutUA/s1600-h/June08+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGl9FZ1C-6I/AAAAAAAABSw/2E5WDERutUA/s320/June08+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217839175071628194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the question that prompted this. Madison was so excited to pick out hot pink polish that would be applied for her first pedicure and polishing. As we sat in the massage chairs she kept saying in her quite voice, "I love you mommy, this is so much fun, thank you mommy." It was a treat to treat my girl to this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5792020458510940425?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5792020458510940425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5792020458510940425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5792020458510940425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5792020458510940425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/may-i-get-my-feet-polished.html' title='&quot;May I get my Feet Polished?&quot;'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGqtqRZEqgI/AAAAAAAABTg/jPi_Hy-rMJI/s72-c/June08+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7451674994026555273</id><published>2008-06-23T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:25:48.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7pm to late?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCFV5CiOMI/AAAAAAAABSg/02GILe4B0HU/s1600-h/June08+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCFV5CiOMI/AAAAAAAABSg/02GILe4B0HU/s320/June08+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215314979630233794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom brought Madison home the other night and she walked in and said, "Mom why are you up so late?"  What Madison checking up on &lt;br /&gt;me?!@?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7451674994026555273?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7451674994026555273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7451674994026555273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7451674994026555273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7451674994026555273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-mom-brought-madison-home-other-night.html' title='7pm to late?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCFV5CiOMI/AAAAAAAABSg/02GILe4B0HU/s72-c/June08+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1626286652971076490</id><published>2008-06-23T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:25:25.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Springs Spree and Progressive Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCFPjEW1vI/AAAAAAAABSY/F3BQo7Mgl7o/s1600-h/June08+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCFPjEW1vI/AAAAAAAABSY/F3BQo7Mgl7o/s320/June08+036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215314870653081330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCCqR5lWjI/AAAAAAAABRM/Q7rp2px-_ls/s1600-h/June08+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCCqR5lWjI/AAAAAAAABRM/Q7rp2px-_ls/s320/June08+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215312031366076978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCCqS6if8I/AAAAAAAABRU/1yWJHUfDXvc/s1600-h/June08+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCCqS6if8I/AAAAAAAABRU/1yWJHUfDXvc/s320/June08+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215312031638519746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCCqYgZkYI/AAAAAAAABRc/wkovMfDA5pQ/s1600-h/June08+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCCqYgZkYI/AAAAAAAABRc/wkovMfDA5pQ/s320/June08+037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215312033139495298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCCqlkMKqI/AAAAAAAABRk/PVtgaxZgyJQ/s1600-h/June08+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCCqlkMKqI/AAAAAAAABRk/PVtgaxZgyJQ/s320/June08+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215312036645055138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun Saturday. Heather and I took the kids to Spring Spree and I think everyone had a blast. Blake would not let me take his picture as his mom would say he was being a stinker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we enjoyed a progressive dinner with a number of friends. We started at one house for swimming and appetizers, went somewhere else for salad, then to enjoy the main dish, then to our house for hanging out and dessert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1626286652971076490?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1626286652971076490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1626286652971076490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1626286652971076490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1626286652971076490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/springs-spree-and-progressive-dinner.html' title='Springs Spree and Progressive Dinner'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCFPjEW1vI/AAAAAAAABSY/F3BQo7Mgl7o/s72-c/June08+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2282852240416577390</id><published>2008-06-23T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:08:38.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCBMvex-XI/AAAAAAAABQk/VRNl_ZGiy5E/s1600-h/June08+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCBMvex-XI/AAAAAAAABQk/VRNl_ZGiy5E/s320/June08+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215310424399018354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCA37hNyOI/AAAAAAAABQU/WjGbEu15TAk/s1600-h/June08+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCA37hNyOI/AAAAAAAABQU/WjGbEu15TAk/s320/June08+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215310066853202146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCA4N8FcwI/AAAAAAAABQc/Y9RX_JNyXQ4/s1600-h/June08+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCA4N8FcwI/AAAAAAAABQc/Y9RX_JNyXQ4/s320/June08+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215310071797740290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun in the sun!  We did get in the water I just had my hands to full to get any pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2282852240416577390?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2282852240416577390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2282852240416577390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2282852240416577390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2282852240416577390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SGCBMvex-XI/AAAAAAAABQk/VRNl_ZGiy5E/s72-c/June08+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5023406583363277900</id><published>2008-06-18T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:05:59.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ducks, Firefighters, Friends, Shots, and Nana</title><content type='html'>I'm bummed I did not have my camera for all the fun events yesterday morning, but I still want to record it. We went to one of our favorite parks before Caroline's well baby check this morning. We were feeding the ducks which the girls loved, but something else really got Madison's attention 4 firefighters practicing walking with a hose. She so wanted to go say, "hi to the firefighters." We headed toward the firetruck and I said we may just have to wave. She was determined to say hi. As we got closer the men went to the truck to began winding up the hoses. She boldly said, "Hi firefighters." They all responded and one asked if she would help him with the hose. Then another brought the girls stickers. Very nice men. We thanked them for their service and went on the the playground to meet up with Samantha, Nicole, and Matheo. The kids played and played. Sam and I caught up. Then to the dr where poor Caroline receive shots. The check up went very well up until the shots. She proudly took 4 steps to the doctor. She has been walking since last Thursday. Dr. Sharp let Madison examine Cotton Candy (C. lovey) with the stethoscope then helped her put a band aid on his paw. Very sweet! We love our pediatrician and she loves the girls. On the drive home M. said, "I want to be a firefighter, Doctor, and a race car driver."  We greeted Nana at home for our usually Tueday lunch.  Another fun summer day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5023406583363277900?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5023406583363277900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5023406583363277900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5023406583363277900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5023406583363277900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/ducks-firefighters-friends-shots-and.html' title='Ducks, Firefighters, Friends, Shots, and Nana'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3923593619329430100</id><published>2008-06-15T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:57:12.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>"Being a Dad means understanding that God has big plans for you..... He choose you to raise His children."&lt;br /&gt;A perfect day! I think the slide show says it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FCallawayHappenings%2Falbumid%2F5212319707154126721%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3923593619329430100?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3923593619329430100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3923593619329430100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3923593619329430100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3923593619329430100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7023421629896022233</id><published>2008-06-13T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:13:58.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SFNhRxead5I/AAAAAAAABFU/steZaXWZDKc/s1600-h/May08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211616151764367250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SFNhRxead5I/AAAAAAAABFU/steZaXWZDKc/s320/May08+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Since love is a choice, we can love at all times. Our choice is not dependent on circumstances: it's not dependent on how other people treat us. We choose- we decide- to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;manifest&lt;/span&gt; the love of God. And because God has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;equipped&lt;/span&gt; us with the love of God, we've got the power to back up that choice. God never asks us to do anything that we don't have the ability to do, and God has given us the power, the ability, to manifest the love of God." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Reverend&lt;/span&gt; Steve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Longley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I want to love bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7023421629896022233?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7023421629896022233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7023421629896022233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7023421629896022233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7023421629896022233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SFNhRxead5I/AAAAAAAABFU/steZaXWZDKc/s72-c/May08+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5833088677582957097</id><published>2008-06-07T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:18:37.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't want to forget ....</title><content type='html'>This morning after coffee as everyone were going their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;directions&lt;/span&gt;. Papa and Grandpa said they were going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sportsman&lt;/span&gt; Warehouse. Madison quickly spoke up, "Can I go?" Papa was happy to take an excited little girl. I made sure she wanted to do that instead of going with her cousins and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;assured&lt;/span&gt; me she did. While at the store Papa and Grandpa were at the gun counter and Madison came up behind them and hugged their legs. I love times like this. Unplanned events sometimes turn into the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;memorable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason was snacking on chips and sharing with Madison. He ate the last one and she said, "That will be okay now we can share my carrot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Mat has figured me out. Yesterday I was making scrambled eggs for breakfast and she asked, "Please do not put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;broccoli&lt;/span&gt; or carrots in them just eggs."   Usually it is cauliflower or spinach I sneak in the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline almost climbed completely over the railing. Thankfully Aunt Heather was there to keep her from falling over.  She is more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;adventurous&lt;/span&gt; than her sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5833088677582957097?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5833088677582957097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5833088677582957097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5833088677582957097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5833088677582957097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-want-to-forget.html' title='Don&apos;t want to forget ....'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7115962872523783719</id><published>2008-06-06T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:39:54.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool- To go or not to go???</title><content type='html'>That has been the question around here for about a month. This is how it breaks down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason started getting concerned about Madison's speech. She doesn't pronounce her "S", "F", and "D" well and when speaking in complete sentences all her words run together. So I called our school district for any suggestions. The lady I spoke with said these are pretty normal concerns for a 3.5 year old, but if we wanted she could see a speech therapist.  So we did and thankfully we found out she is just fine.  She scored in the 86&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile for comprehension and 79 for speech.  We have decided to have her go to preschool the therapist thinks she will excel in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pronunciation&lt;/span&gt; being in a class room setting and wanting to keep up with the other kids.  She starts Aug. 24 and will go 4 days a week 2.75 hours.  This will be a huge adjustment for me and her.  I hope we both can handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7115962872523783719?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7115962872523783719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7115962872523783719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7115962872523783719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7115962872523783719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/preschool-to-go-or-not-to-go.html' title='Preschool- To go or not to go???'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7949527038162710412</id><published>2008-06-03T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:06:30.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jason!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEYGfaWvEmI/AAAAAAAABEw/2X68K6TBXVs/s1600-h/May08+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207857155820950114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEYGfaWvEmI/AAAAAAAABEw/2X68K6TBXVs/s320/May08+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is 32 today! The girls and I made Eggs Benedict and turkey bacon for breakfast I also served donuts with sprinkles to be sure the girls really understood it was a very special day. A day to celebrate the life of a very important man! Madison said it best yesterday when Jason took her to work with him. He was bending down working and she kisses his knee and said, "You are wonderful and handsome." I agree! This evening we went out to eat with his parents and had a sweet time! Jason, we are so glad you were born.  All of our love, your girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7949527038162710412?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7949527038162710412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7949527038162710412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7949527038162710412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7949527038162710412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-jason.html' title='Happy Birthday Jason!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEYGfaWvEmI/AAAAAAAABEw/2X68K6TBXVs/s72-c/May08+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1498645820872726752</id><published>2008-06-02T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:39:23.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Uncle Rammy and Aunt Keb"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SERaSG3oeXI/AAAAAAAABEo/E5JQLJyobiQ/s1600-h/PC221075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207386336275233138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SERaSG3oeXI/AAAAAAAABEo/E5JQLJyobiQ/s320/PC221075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary to Ramsey and Deb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you and miss you daily. We may not speak everyday, but not a day goes by that we don't think of you, pray for you, or play with one of the toys from you. You two are such a solid couple who has so much going for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;you as&lt;/span&gt; one. God uses the marriage relationship as a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tupos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; an example of the mystery (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Eph&lt;/span&gt;. 5) to show how the whole body of Christ is to have one mind, one heart, one stand for truth and we a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to look to your lives for this example! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Congrads&lt;/span&gt; on 7 years. May this one be just as sweet! Love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1498645820872726752?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1498645820872726752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1498645820872726752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1498645820872726752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1498645820872726752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/uncle-rammy-and-aunt-keb.html' title='&quot;Uncle Rammy and Aunt Keb&quot;'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SERaSG3oeXI/AAAAAAAABEo/E5JQLJyobiQ/s72-c/PC221075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1037372211792799587</id><published>2008-06-01T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:40:18.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMI6Dj9idI/AAAAAAAABEE/0pHDC0-nNC4/s1600-h/May08+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207015387652000210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMI6Dj9idI/AAAAAAAABEE/0pHDC0-nNC4/s320/May08+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMI8YjtFOI/AAAAAAAABEM/n2KjKFlJQLg/s1600-h/May08+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207015427647804642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMI8YjtFOI/AAAAAAAABEM/n2KjKFlJQLg/s320/May08+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMI80KBZ1I/AAAAAAAABEU/6sKar8yGthY/s1600-h/May08+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207015435056277330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMI80KBZ1I/AAAAAAAABEU/6sKar8yGthY/s320/May08+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed a family hike today. It was a short one, but one that was enjoyed my all. We talked with Madison about everything God created. When I asked her to tell me all the things she sees that God created she answered, "tree, bird, and water." We are so thankful to know God's Word and to be able to teach her. Here are some pictures. If you notice she has her little play computer in her left hand while smelling the flowers. She is a city girl who can not go out without it. A couple of weeks ago we went on a picnic in Woodland Park. We went on a walk to a creek I explained to her what a creek was and she asked if I brought money to throw into it. Usually the body of water she sees is the water fountain at the mall. Jason is determined to change her from a city girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1037372211792799587?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1037372211792799587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1037372211792799587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1037372211792799587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1037372211792799587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/hiking.html' title='Hiking'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMI6Dj9idI/AAAAAAAABEE/0pHDC0-nNC4/s72-c/May08+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2710426956356036313</id><published>2008-06-01T07:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T14:30:05.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel and Heather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMUwRJS2EI/AAAAAAAABEg/n9fu82WDL98/s1600-h/P5281300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207028413639088194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMUwRJS2EI/AAAAAAAABEg/n9fu82WDL98/s320/P5281300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To do a dear couple. In 4 short years you two have been busy! Two wonderful boys. Three established businesses and a husband and wife who are so sweet on one another! It is evident you put God first in your marriage and everything else has come together beautifully. The respect and love you show one another is inspiring. We love both of you are call ourselves blessed to be so close! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2710426956356036313?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2710426956356036313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2710426956356036313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2710426956356036313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2710426956356036313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/06/daniel-and-heather.html' title='Daniel and Heather'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEMUwRJS2EI/AAAAAAAABEg/n9fu82WDL98/s72-c/P5281300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-6948799065234762449</id><published>2008-05-31T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:22:56.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEIU_-rPJFI/AAAAAAAABD8/bMUcQ46zV_g/s1600-h/March08+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206747208582374482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEIU_-rPJFI/AAAAAAAABD8/bMUcQ46zV_g/s320/March08+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEIUzpgktcI/AAAAAAAABD0/q-6Dast4aLs/s1600-h/March08+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206746996742075842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEIUzpgktcI/AAAAAAAABD0/q-6Dast4aLs/s320/March08+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today when Caroline woke from her nap I was in the middle of something so Miss Mat offered to take care of her. When I made it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt; room I found Madison comforting her, "Mom will be right here." and she had put 12 stuffed animals in her crib. Madison does her best to take care of Caroline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of pictures of the big girl helping. I love the cloth in Madison's hand she is very good at wiping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt; face after each bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-6948799065234762449?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6948799065234762449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=6948799065234762449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6948799065234762449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6948799065234762449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/mommys-helper.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Helper'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SEIU_-rPJFI/AAAAAAAABD8/bMUcQ46zV_g/s72-c/March08+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-9096370307625496372</id><published>2008-05-31T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:11:13.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I need a bigger clue</title><content type='html'>Today before "coffee" (the Kerr family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ritual&lt;/span&gt; where anyone who wants to hang out with lots of kids, moms, dads, and grandparents meet at Borders at the Mall, every Saturday at 10:30am for coffee, fellowship, and fun)  we went to the Dollar Store for a few items Madison handed me some Tums along with many other misc. items to put in the basket.  I then gave the items back to her to put away or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;re shelved&lt;/span&gt; them myself (except for the cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Carebear&lt;/span&gt; socks.)  Then we head to the mall where we do one of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; things "go walking"  she pushes her stroller with Goodnight Bear and I push Caroline around the empty mall.  As we are walking around she says her tummy hurts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt; she tried telling me this with the bottle of Tums.  Oops I didn't get it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; though when we saw Grandma she asked her for Tums.  Grandma didn't have any, but thankfully Nana did.  So with a prayer and a pink Tums she was "feeling just fine" in no time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-9096370307625496372?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9096370307625496372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=9096370307625496372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/9096370307625496372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/9096370307625496372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-i-need-bigger-clue.html' title='Sometimes I need a bigger clue'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5299728865710112835</id><published>2008-05-29T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:22:25.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Bones</title><content type='html'>Today Madison and I were playing one of her favorite games, Who am I. I ask something like, "I'm an animal that eats nuts, and runs across our fence." She answers, "A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;squirrel&lt;/span&gt;." I asked, "I am an animal that likes to chew on bones." Did she answer dog? Nope, her answer was "Caroline." She is right Caroline does love to crew on chicken bones while she is teething. This tip came the girls Great Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bogie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who said Jason's dad loved to do this. I keep a zip lock bag of clean chicken bones in our freezer just for Caroline. I was not to excited about my daughter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gnawing&lt;/span&gt; down on a chicken bone at first, but I actually read that it is perfectly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt; in a Medical Baby Book and that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cartilage&lt;/span&gt; from the bones is good for them. So Madison is correct Caroline is an animal that crews on bones.  We sound so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prehistoric&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5299728865710112835?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5299728865710112835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5299728865710112835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5299728865710112835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5299728865710112835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/chicken-bones.html' title='Chicken Bones'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1150364614780816180</id><published>2008-05-28T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:16:39.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenga</title><content type='html'>Tonight we were all out on the deck and Madison said, "Does everyone want to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jenga&lt;/span&gt;?"  Of coarse we did, even Caroline.  I realized this was the first time all four of us played a board game together.  It was very fun.  Jason now thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jenga&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; for Madison.  I see many family game nights in  the future.  I love my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1150364614780816180?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1150364614780816180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1150364614780816180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1150364614780816180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1150364614780816180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/jenga.html' title='Jenga'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-145032551636886466</id><published>2008-05-25T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:57:11.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Help is from the Lord....</title><content type='html'>What's on the front of your fridge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have this verse on mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Psa&lt;/span&gt; 121:1 A Song of degrees. I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cometh&lt;/span&gt; my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse reminds me to go to God and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I look Pikes Peak I am reminded of this verse.  When the psalmist wrote this he was probable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;referring&lt;/span&gt; to seeing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pagan&lt;/span&gt; worshippers worshiping their false gods on mountain tops.  When I look at pikes peak this is not what I see, but I do see many things vying for my attention to go to them for help instead &lt;em&gt;my help from, the Lord, which made the heaven and earth. Psalms 121:2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose not to put verse 2 on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fridge&lt;/span&gt; but rather memorize it and declare it after I read verse 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful to find help in my God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-145032551636886466?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/145032551636886466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=145032551636886466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/145032551636886466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/145032551636886466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-help-is-from-lord.html' title='My Help is from the Lord....'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-1591670110836330521</id><published>2008-05-25T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:29:37.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cara eating pizza on the Dishwasher door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnVH-P_6CI/AAAAAAAAA5c/oOZGkp4Q6KA/s1600-h/May08+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204425177349220386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnVH-P_6CI/AAAAAAAAA5c/oOZGkp4Q6KA/s320/May08+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Two things she usually does not get to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-1591670110836330521?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1591670110836330521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=1591670110836330521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1591670110836330521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/1591670110836330521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/cara-eating-pizza-on-dishwasher-door.html' title='Cara eating pizza on the Dishwasher door'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnVH-P_6CI/AAAAAAAAA5c/oOZGkp4Q6KA/s72-c/May08+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-6026121946078356734</id><published>2008-05-25T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T14:06:40.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>County Fair or Hemsey's Backyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTjOP_6BI/AAAAAAAAA5U/lqsSt-N88Es/s1600-h/May08+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204423446477400082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTjOP_6BI/AAAAAAAAA5U/lqsSt-N88Es/s320/May08+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTS-P_6AI/AAAAAAAAA5M/ufuDMrKRBh4/s1600-h/May08+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204423167304525826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTS-P_6AI/AAAAAAAAA5M/ufuDMrKRBh4/s320/May08+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTHeP_58I/AAAAAAAAA4s/uQ2HL8XZNww/s1600-h/May08+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTH-P_59I/AAAAAAAAA40/UCFTpA1yUnM/s1600-h/May08+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204422978325964754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTH-P_59I/AAAAAAAAA40/UCFTpA1yUnM/s320/May08+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTIOP_5-I/AAAAAAAAA48/pSsw3Kg7QQg/s1600-h/May08+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204422982620932066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTIOP_5-I/AAAAAAAAA48/pSsw3Kg7QQg/s320/May08+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTIeP_5_I/AAAAAAAAA5E/UZZQh4lWys0/s1600-h/May08+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a fun BBQ it was a county fair theme. Funnel cakes, face painting, bubbles, games, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snow cones&lt;/span&gt;, and just a lot of fun hanging out. Thanks to all who made it a memorial event. As we were leaving Madison said, "That was fun let's do it again soon." Well put my dear Madison. Caroline was asleep before we got out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;neighbor&lt;/span&gt;hood. She was a trooper the whole event was during her nap time, but no way would she fall asleep and miss anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we enjoyed "fight night" at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kondratow's&lt;/span&gt;. I know fight night needs some explaining. The guys watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UFC&lt;/span&gt; wrestling, the girls sit and talk, and the kids entertain themselves- most of the time. It is a fun time we look forward to once a month, oh and did I say the guys always cook an amazing spread. Uncle John heads it up with some killed food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-6026121946078356734?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6026121946078356734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=6026121946078356734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6026121946078356734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/6026121946078356734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/county-fair-or-hemseys-backyard.html' title='County Fair or Hemsey&apos;s Backyard'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDnTjOP_6BI/AAAAAAAAA5U/lqsSt-N88Es/s72-c/May08+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3516403913857955640</id><published>2008-05-22T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:21:17.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind, Tenderhearted, and Forgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDZAf-P_57I/AAAAAAAAA4k/syHONSwAauU/s1600-h/May08+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203417337503410098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDZAf-P_57I/AAAAAAAAA4k/syHONSwAauU/s320/May08+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDZAUOP_56I/AAAAAAAAA4c/srgtbWvxKT8/s1600-h/May08+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have gotten so excited reading and working the book of Ephesians this past month. Here are a few of the things that are jelling in my heart and changing my life.&lt;br /&gt;Eph 4:31,32 KJV&lt;br /&gt;Eph 4:31 Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamor, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice:&lt;br /&gt;Eph 4:32 And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these verses have figure of speeches in them. God uses FOS to make an emphasis.&lt;br /&gt;The FOS polysyndeton is used in vs 31. It means many ands are used making an emphasis on each word. God wants us to stop at each point weight each word not just hurry on to the conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opposite FOS -asyndeton- no ands is used in vs. 32 Making the emphasis on the conclusion even as God for Christ sake forgiven you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants us to focus our attention on the fact He has forgiven us so we should forgive others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In verse 31 God says Let all bitterness, and wrath, and clamor..... be put away. God is giving us permission to let these feelings go. He is letting us know it is okay not to harbor these feelings. The Moffat translations says to &lt;em&gt;drop these things&lt;/em&gt;. Isn't that cool DROP them. Let these feeling go, get rid of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else I found is bitterness is opposite of kind in the Greek. Wrath opposite of tenderhearted in the Greek. Anger opposite of forgiving in the Greek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not know what clamour meant so I took some time looking at it. The Greek word is &lt;em&gt;kraugē&lt;/em&gt; It means an outcry, tumult, or grief. It is translated 6 times. Clamour one time, cry or crying the other 5 times. Including cryings in &lt;em&gt;Rev 21:4 no more death or sorrow, or crying, neither shall there be anymore pain. &lt;/em&gt;That is wild to think God says we can put away crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also loved looking at the word kind in vs. 32&lt;br /&gt;Kind is the Greek word &lt;em&gt;chrēstos&lt;/em&gt; it is translated 7 times one of those times is goodness in &lt;em&gt;Rom 2:4 the goodness of God leadeth thee to repentance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Wow kind and goodness are the same word God tells us to be just as kind as He is good. So good that it leadeth man to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all 7 of the uses of chrēstos&lt;br /&gt;gracious I Peter 2:3&lt;br /&gt;easy Mt 11:30&lt;br /&gt;better Luke 5:39&lt;br /&gt;kind Luke 6:35, Eph 4:32&lt;br /&gt;good I Cor 15:33&lt;br /&gt;goodness Rom 2:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greek word for tenderhearted is only used 2 times. Here and in I Peter 3:8 the word compassion is the same word as tenderhearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1Pe 3:8 Finally, be ye all of one mind, having &lt;strong&gt;compassion&lt;/strong&gt; one of another, love as brethren, be pitiful, be courteous: sympathetic, relate to the other one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God reminds us to be sympathic and compassionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be kind, tenderhearted and always able to forgive. God knows I can I just need to do it. Thankfully I am surrounded by a household that trys to live this way so when I fall short they along with God are able to forgive me. I am humbled by that forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3516403913857955640?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3516403913857955640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3516403913857955640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3516403913857955640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3516403913857955640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/kind-tenderhearted-and-forgiving.html' title='Kind, Tenderhearted, and Forgiving'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SDZAf-P_57I/AAAAAAAAA4k/syHONSwAauU/s72-c/May08+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-4920797701865028233</id><published>2008-05-11T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:32:07.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love these girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfIJsOB0RI/AAAAAAAAAzs/VwxMng5MdTQ/s1600-h/May08+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199344363636904210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfIJsOB0RI/AAAAAAAAAzs/VwxMng5MdTQ/s320/May08+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfH68OB0NI/AAAAAAAAAzM/3XAOCqxpdPk/s1600-h/May08+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199344110233833682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfH68OB0NI/AAAAAAAAAzM/3XAOCqxpdPk/s320/May08+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfH68OB0OI/AAAAAAAAAzU/s2BC891HM7M/s1600-h/May08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfH7MOB0PI/AAAAAAAAAzc/YksnsZgCHJQ/s1600-h/May08+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfH7cOB0QI/AAAAAAAAAzk/wXnmPUN7oDU/s1600-h/May08+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199344118823768322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfH7cOB0QI/AAAAAAAAAzk/wXnmPUN7oDU/s320/May08+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-4920797701865028233?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4920797701865028233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=4920797701865028233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4920797701865028233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/4920797701865028233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-these-girls.html' title='Love these girls!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfIJsOB0RI/AAAAAAAAAzs/VwxMng5MdTQ/s72-c/May08+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-9008836313876587940</id><published>2008-05-11T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:50:37.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful to be a Mom</title><content type='html'>It was a very sweet day. Jason got up with Caroline at 7:30 and I got to sleep in until 7:45. She couldn't stand not seeing me so J finally let her crawl up the stairs into our bedroom and I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pleasure&lt;/span&gt; of her getting me out of bed. Madison woke shortly after and we headed to the dining room to find all my homemade gifts. Jason and the girls painted flower pots, made garden decorations, and put together a beautiful photo album, and a wonderful card.   These were wonderful but what I enjoyed the most was being reminded I am a blessed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; with an amazing family.  I loved being surrounded by excellent moms- my mom, my sisters, and my mother-in-law.  I loved the many hugs and Happy Mother's Day greeting I received from Madison.  I loved this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to fellowship where I was around many wonderful moms and was wished a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; Mother's Day by many. We came home to prepare for a house full. Jason's parents and all of my family. The men prepared the menu and food and served all of us ladies. It was so fun. James brought the moms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spectacular&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bouquets&lt;/span&gt;. The kids played at the water table and in the sand box. They are all getting so big and play so well together. Even Caroline and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Novalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loved sitting on a blanket with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone let I realized I forgot to give my mom something so Madison and I walked to her house. As we sat and visited Madison almost fell asleep on Grandma's lap and was so tired she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;convinced&lt;/span&gt; me to let her stay there and take a nap. Grandma was into it so I walked home alone then when back to pick her up after nap time- ha ha nap time she laid down for 30 min. then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;convinced&lt;/span&gt; Grandma to play. I should of known. Oh well they had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the day was being reminded that I am a mom- how sweet it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-9008836313876587940?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9008836313876587940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=9008836313876587940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/9008836313876587940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/9008836313876587940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/thankful-to-be-mom.html' title='Thankful to be a Mom'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-8119296676284776203</id><published>2008-05-10T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:32:31.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in Care-A-Lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfHdcOB0MI/AAAAAAAAAzE/83eVhNkqQDw/s1600-h/May08+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199343603427692738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfHdcOB0MI/AAAAAAAAAzE/83eVhNkqQDw/s320/May08+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfAgcOB0LI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NYxaKNi-XBo/s1600-h/Feb+2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199335958385905842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfAgcOB0LI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NYxaKNi-XBo/s320/Feb+2008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfADMOB0II/AAAAAAAAAyk/FB_6MO_l0xg/s1600-h/Jan+2008+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199335455874732162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfADMOB0II/AAAAAAAAAyk/FB_6MO_l0xg/s320/Jan+2008+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfADcOB0JI/AAAAAAAAAys/CZBNtcdiOQQ/s1600-h/Feb+2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfADsOB0KI/AAAAAAAAAy0/oWgu7NrbZWc/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing that occupies Madison's time the most are Care Bears she received her first one on her second birthday and her passion for them really started last Holiday. When the group began to grow. Since she loves these guys so much I've decided to keep track of all of them. I think this is the start of her first collection.  I'm not really a collecting type of person.  My dad is maybe she got this from her.  Anyways I will go with it since she is enjoying herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12/06 Cheer Bear from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12/07 Big Share Bear (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt;) from Nana and Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12/07 Rainbow Bear (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt;) from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kondratows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12/07 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Funshine&lt;/span&gt; Bear from Mom and Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12/07 Little Good Night Bear from Grandpa and Grandma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;02/08 Proud Heart Kitty from Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;03/08 Harmony Bear from Mom and Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;03/08 Little Share Bear from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wallaces&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;04/08 Little Brave Heart Lion from daddy and the very next day she received Big Brave Heart Lion from Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;05/08 Grumpy Bear from Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;05/08 Big Good Night Bear and Take Care Bear she purchased at a yard sale. Madison prayed the night before to find a little C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;arebear&lt;/span&gt; and a big C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;arebear&lt;/span&gt; at a yard sale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Carebears&lt;/span&gt; do a lot in a day. Madison takes them for walks in she doll stroller. She puts them on the stairs to pretend they are in an airplane. They come to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rescue&lt;/span&gt; when Madison needs to be reminded of things like sharing. I love that she has found so much joy in a bunch of stuffed animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-8119296676284776203?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8119296676284776203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=8119296676284776203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8119296676284776203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/8119296676284776203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/05/living-in-care-lot.html' title='Living in Care-A-Lot'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SCfHdcOB0MI/AAAAAAAAAzE/83eVhNkqQDw/s72-c/May08+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-632655347010192795</id><published>2008-04-17T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:53:28.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Beau</title><content type='html'>The birth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;certificate&lt;/span&gt; is filled out....  Beau Nathaniel Leach.  All are doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-632655347010192795?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/632655347010192795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=632655347010192795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/632655347010192795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/632655347010192795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-beau.html' title='Baby Beau'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-5300076557590761155</id><published>2008-04-16T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:12:14.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Boy!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SAZ0lx7-TiI/AAAAAAAAAxo/cfGz6aXhStQ/s1600-h/April08+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189963812999941666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SAZ0lx7-TiI/AAAAAAAAAxo/cfGz6aXhStQ/s320/April08+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SAZ0mR7-TjI/AAAAAAAAAxw/doQ6JC1AyEM/s1600-h/April08+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189963821589876274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SAZ0mR7-TjI/AAAAAAAAAxw/doQ6JC1AyEM/s320/April08+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SAZ0mx7-TkI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Twu7HP3nq-0/s1600-h/April08+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189963830179810882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SAZ0mx7-TkI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Twu7HP3nq-0/s320/April08+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SAZ0nB7-TlI/AAAAAAAAAyA/AY0JG6m8hvg/s1600-h/April08+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189963834474778194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SAZ0nB7-TlI/AAAAAAAAAyA/AY0JG6m8hvg/s320/April08+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby boy Leach was born at 12:49 pm April 16, 2008. Weighing in at 5 lbs 13oz. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; 10 oz bigger than big Bro Blake was when he was born. Mommy and baby are doing wonderful! Heather was amazing as she always is. Our family continues to get bigger and bigger and I love it!!! So thankful to God for a healthy baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Congrads&lt;/span&gt; to Daniel and Heather now Leach and Sons business is in place!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-5300076557590761155?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5300076557590761155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=5300076557590761155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5300076557590761155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/5300076557590761155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy!!!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/SAZ0lx7-TiI/AAAAAAAAAxo/cfGz6aXhStQ/s72-c/April08+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-7515814967537018447</id><published>2008-04-11T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T09:09:39.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>earrings</title><content type='html'>Madison what are ears for?  Thinking she would respond for listening.  Nope she replied for putting earrings in.  Sounds good to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-7515814967537018447?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7515814967537018447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=7515814967537018447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7515814967537018447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/7515814967537018447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/04/earrings.html' title='earrings'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-3484252130974163616</id><published>2008-04-09T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:36:16.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired</title><content type='html'>Madison was taking a little to long in the restroom I went to check on her and found her asleep on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt;.  A friend asked if I took a picture.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;admit&lt;/span&gt; I thought about it, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;deiced&lt;/span&gt; her safety was more important.  I put her into bed and she had a comfortable nap in her cozy bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-3484252130974163616?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3484252130974163616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=3484252130974163616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3484252130974163616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/3484252130974163616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-tired.html' title='So tired'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-638302876014534924</id><published>2008-04-09T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T09:06:03.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling!</title><content type='html'>She crawled! A girlfriend said to me Caroline is crawling now? Oh my gosh she is!!! Today was the deadline for her to be crawling or pulling herself up then we were going to see a physical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;therapist&lt;/span&gt;. Caroline most of known this because she crawled this morning! Aunt Heather caught it on video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-743dce0b118a9681" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D743dce0b118a9681%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331214159%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49A196BEB45ED6380489E473B22348F2F6326772.36DAD8EA9B3C90F3E2831CC857D8600F039E3C80%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D743dce0b118a9681%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZUlzx4OE90RxXI5I9HrYaJqkMYo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D743dce0b118a9681%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331214159%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49A196BEB45ED6380489E473B22348F2F6326772.36DAD8EA9B3C90F3E2831CC857D8600F039E3C80%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D743dce0b118a9681%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZUlzx4OE90RxXI5I9HrYaJqkMYo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-638302876014534924?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/638302876014534924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=638302876014534924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/638302876014534924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/638302876014534924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/04/crawling.html' title='Crawling!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-9141543214005372179</id><published>2008-04-07T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T10:33:03.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How does your garden grow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_usP5iXZLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/hvn6ivllBzE/s1600-h/April08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186928784990233778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_usP5iXZLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/hvn6ivllBzE/s320/April08+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_usQJiXZMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Humy8J6r10g/s1600-h/April08+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186928789285201090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_usQJiXZMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Humy8J6r10g/s320/April08+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madison "I want to plant seeds and carrots."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom "What will the seeds grow?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madison "Flowers!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-9141543214005372179?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9141543214005372179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=9141543214005372179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/9141543214005372179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/9141543214005372179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-does-your-garden-grow.html' title='How does your garden grow?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_usP5iXZLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/hvn6ivllBzE/s72-c/April08+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-335183525196307842</id><published>2008-04-07T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:02:44.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight Daddy</title><content type='html'>Girls, I hope you always remember your daddy putting you to bed. When I put you to bed we read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; when daddy does it he sings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. So many songs that sometimes he has to get a song book so he doesn't run out. The other night after putting Madison to bed he said, "While I sing she just stares into my eyes, and says just one more daddy." You girls have blessed your daddy in ways you may never realize. He LOVES you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-335183525196307842?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/335183525196307842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=335183525196307842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/335183525196307842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/335183525196307842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodnight-daddy.html' title='Goodnight Daddy'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4465271540530983787.post-2779703955714408011</id><published>2008-04-04T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T12:10:46.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_Z8fJiXZJI/AAAAAAAAAxI/FbLsVygxMbc/s1600-h/March08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185468895541552274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_Z8fJiXZJI/AAAAAAAAAxI/FbLsVygxMbc/s320/March08+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_Z8f5iXZKI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xH5wDeEz29o/s1600-h/March08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185468908426454178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_Z8f5iXZKI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xH5wDeEz29o/s320/March08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After jumping for joy at the arrival of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jenken&lt;/span&gt; Madison took a bad fall on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt; little play kitchen. Nothing that a prayer, hugs and kisses, Dora bandage, and Dora &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; fix. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jenken&lt;/span&gt; received a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt; at 9am also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4465271540530983787-2779703955714408011?l=kimcallaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2779703955714408011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4465271540530983787&amp;postID=2779703955714408011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2779703955714408011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4465271540530983787/posts/default/2779703955714408011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimcallaway.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-fall.html' title='A bad fall'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16594755685603244068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R65BaQfx1hI/AAAAAAAAABo/96Fn8nB4Fq8/S220/P1010087.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BuFY0ZTvlGM/R_Z8fJiXZJI/AAAAAAAAAxI/FbLsVygxMbc/s72-c/March08+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
