<?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-8655758981084312531</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:54:01.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Like Elephants... a blog of children</title><subtitle type='html'>"......there is no single effort more radical in its potential for saving the world than a transformation of the way we raise our children." 

-- Marianne Williamson</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-3899023861878231834</id><published>2008-10-07T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:43:42.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming a man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Becoming a man is hard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SOI7bpMBQ7I/AAAAAAAAJec/wD2WRbZqKqw/s640/IMG_1791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lesson #1: Make sure you drink things that have tons of ingredients you can't pronounce, and don't even notice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lesson #2: Headphones. Apparently they are an important ingredient. As all three of my men, or men-in-training all have them on as much as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lesson #3: Act like other men or men-in-training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SOI7emonSNI/AAAAAAAAJes/MBhTxFMkmuM/s640/IMG_1809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if it means washing windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SOI7czEJtgI/AAAAAAAAJek/693vwGzD8qU/s912/IMG_1803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lesson #4: Learn to tie a Double Windsor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SOMEmnhdEaI/AAAAAAAAJf4/btDWj8bfutw/s912/IMG_1822.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Lesson #5: Deer in headlights look when standing next to a girl for photo. This apparently is a very important part of becoming a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SOMFMRqpTiI/AAAAAAAAJis/v53VZ3-ImaM/s640/IMG_1958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lesson #6: When girls dance (and they do)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SOMFkzFpZnI/AAAAAAAAJlA/EmHrA7jCpEU/s912/IMG_2086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SOMFkzFpZnI/AAAAAAAAJlA/EmHrA7jCpEU/s912/IMG_2086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;be as FAR away as you can be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SOMFjAQ1SQI/AAAAAAAAJk4/wE23Shuya5E/s912/IMG_2063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-3899023861878231834?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3899023861878231834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=3899023861878231834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3899023861878231834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3899023861878231834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/10/becoming-man.html' title='Becoming a man'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SOI7bpMBQ7I/AAAAAAAAJec/wD2WRbZqKqw/s72-c/IMG_1791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-1135670824785036808</id><published>2008-09-26T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:10:28.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some recent great pics of my kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLm0wu0aLgI/AAAAAAAAIws/dPnHlwian1E/s640/IMG_0705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLm0wu0aLgI/AAAAAAAAIws/dPnHlwian1E/s640/IMG_0705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLm0eNPz0OI/AAAAAAAAIvQ/L9khqTk_Xo0/s912/IMG_0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLm0eNPz0OI/AAAAAAAAIvQ/L9khqTk_Xo0/s912/IMG_0608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLyzhjADCwI/AAAAAAAAI1Q/lro-vi6WX74/s640/IMG_0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLyzhjADCwI/AAAAAAAAI1Q/lro-vi6WX74/s640/IMG_0859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLxQrgUtZrI/AAAAAAAAIzw/s87f-6XBvc4/s640/IMG_0796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLxQrgUtZrI/AAAAAAAAIzw/s87f-6XBvc4/s640/IMG_0796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLyztORignI/AAAAAAAAI2U/k2gs0MdGthY/s640/IMG_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLyztORignI/AAAAAAAAI2U/k2gs0MdGthY/s640/IMG_0921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-1135670824785036808?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1135670824785036808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=1135670824785036808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1135670824785036808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1135670824785036808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-recent-great-pics-of-my-kids.html' title='Some recent great pics of my kids'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SLm0wu0aLgI/AAAAAAAAIws/dPnHlwian1E/s72-c/IMG_0705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-8189169770965171167</id><published>2008-09-26T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:07:10.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNpraTFGSDI/AAAAAAAAJaE/lE53zPT1TbI/s640/IMG_1758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNpraTFGSDI/AAAAAAAAJaE/lE53zPT1TbI/s640/IMG_1758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now, I have to do a little update on Logan. He really has gotten left behind lately as the other two go on to greater heights of fun learning experiences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, Logan has taken to some "guys" as he calls them. They are &lt;a href="http://auction.amp-japan.com/pr_time/time_figure-1.jpg"&gt;Power Rangers&lt;/a&gt; (remember those?), and they were a gift from a long ago neighbors yardsale. My plan was to toss them in the Goodwill bag, but he found them and has carried them around ever since. He talks to his 'guys'. His 'guys' fight. His 'guys' talk and play. His 'guys' sleep with him. And if they are in sight, a full on breakdown happens until his 'guys' are in his hands, curled up with him in his bed. He asks for his 'guys' when he can not find them and we have to help him find them again. He really likes to carry all three.... but he only has two hands, so occasionally, he will volunteer me to be his 'guy holder'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNprcqeirHI/AAAAAAAAJaM/axyADZQGsqk/s640/IMG_1760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another favorite is airplanes. He has two airplane figurines. I think they are both jet fighters. Those bash together mid flight and come crashing to the ground at least once a day with a huge "shooo, shooo, boom!" He is pretty much the cutest thing ever. He still loves going Bye Bye, he still loves seeing airplanes in the air and yelling and signing... but signing is quickly being paired with talking. "More Please" is a favorite phrase, as is "more juice", and "Please mine". They are, for now, paired with the signs, but I can see the day where he is clear enough that he doesn't need the signs and another one of my babies stops being a baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was 20 mos a couple days ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-8189169770965171167?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8189169770965171167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=8189169770965171167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8189169770965171167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8189169770965171167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-now-i-have-to-do-little-update-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNpraTFGSDI/AAAAAAAAJaE/lE53zPT1TbI/s72-c/IMG_1758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-4305935563482390852</id><published>2008-09-26T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:06:33.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our timelines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In school, the kids are learning about history. We are starting at the beginning with the ancients and moving forward until now over the next 4 years. I have no idea if we will homeschool for that long... but it stands to reason that the study of history should start at the beginning no matter whether you will get to the present or not. But first, considering even Alex had not had history before, we had to start with exactly what history was. So we started with our own history. I had the kids sit down with sheets of paper and put a line in the center of them with receipt tape. Then I asked them to tell me something they remembered... as far back as they could think of. Alex remembered Cyan being born. Cyan remembered Baby Cake. We started there and moved forward until now, writing things down, printing/copying pictures of things, looking things up for specific dates. When that was done, we talked about before they could remember and how we knew those dates. Some of them, I saw the pictures and could tell by what season it was, or what outfit they were in what time in their lives it had to have been. Some of them were in the baby books because not even I remembered them. We wrote all those down as well. Then I explained that that is the way people study history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the timelines they made. Click on the picture for a bigger version. They are pretty sweet... I love how both of them remember the 'dumb bunny', which will forever be named that, because the night before we were to release her, she jumped into the top of her box and broke her own neck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNeu8uGbjKI/AAAAAAAAJT8/AJrRcIwkQ74/s912/IMG_1705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNeu8uGbjKI/AAAAAAAAJT8/AJrRcIwkQ74/s912/IMG_1705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNeu-__12SI/AAAAAAAAJUE/7hR7w5sxMjQ/s912/IMG_1706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNeu-__12SI/AAAAAAAAJUE/7hR7w5sxMjQ/s912/IMG_1706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNevAW8x7sI/AAAAAAAAJUM/2W7zHqlb_1k/s912/IMG_1707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am pretty sure making this timeline made it into their memories. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNevB0ASIJI/AAAAAAAAJUU/IPmcTzTElYI/s912/IMG_1709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNevB0ASIJI/AAAAAAAAJUU/IPmcTzTElYI/s912/IMG_1709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNevDUboVtI/AAAAAAAAJUc/d_2yNmBOAnc/s912/IMG_1710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNevDUboVtI/AAAAAAAAJUc/d_2yNmBOAnc/s912/IMG_1710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNevFXUnNdI/AAAAAAAAJUk/FqzOxS8aGis/s912/IMG_1711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNevG2WCGXI/AAAAAAAAJUs/oyAybtpRvbY/s912/IMG_1712.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-4305935563482390852?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4305935563482390852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=4305935563482390852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4305935563482390852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4305935563482390852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-timelines.html' title='our timelines'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SNeu8uGbjKI/AAAAAAAAJT8/AJrRcIwkQ74/s72-c/IMG_1705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-2273863662039820382</id><published>2008-09-19T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:31:44.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/bluerosemama/2008_9_19#"&gt;Making fresh apple cider with grandpa Randy and Margret... and mom of course.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-2273863662039820382?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2273863662039820382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=2273863662039820382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2273863662039820382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2273863662039820382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/08/making-fresh-apple-cider-with-grandpa.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-4147085806457108048</id><published>2008-09-13T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:33:40.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who lives in our tree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SMvlSwqmGcI/AAAAAAAAJFA/X4eiOnMamr4/s912/IMG_1244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SMvlSwqmGcI/AAAAAAAAJFA/X4eiOnMamr4/s912/IMG_1244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These little guys live in the tree down the block about 100 ft from our house.  There are two.  You can see one of them's ear is covering the others nose in this picture here.  Isn't that cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-4147085806457108048?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4147085806457108048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=4147085806457108048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4147085806457108048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4147085806457108048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/09/look-who-lives-in-our-tree.html' title='Look who lives in our tree!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SMvlSwqmGcI/AAAAAAAAJFA/X4eiOnMamr4/s72-c/IMG_1244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-2328110477840085466</id><published>2008-07-26T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T09:43:01.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking bunnies, shucking peas:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Just a quite update on us. We are all doing really well. Alex is off for the yearly 6wks with his dad in FL and the kids here miss him a lot.   Cyan has been taking Domino for a walk every couple days.  She seems to love it, although she wanders around and eats dandilions, which we are more than fine with.  ;)  We have plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SItSRV6J4nI/AAAAAAAAIMg/JYa06Ztp9D4/DSC_0019.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SItSRV6J4nI/AAAAAAAAIMg/JYa06Ztp9D4/DSC_0019.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cyan and the neighbor girl were shucking peas for me last week... they were a HUGE help and I got to put these fresh organic peas into our fried rice that night.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SIpwvUYygMI/AAAAAAAAH-A/1DpFCj4Gp0o/DSC_0027.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SIpwvUYygMI/AAAAAAAAH-A/1DpFCj4Gp0o/DSC_0027.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SIpwyAEMdvI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/PSNSMFQccTo/DSC_0030.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SIpwyAEMdvI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/PSNSMFQccTo/DSC_0030.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SIpwwZRaAMI/AAAAAAAAH-I/3rwFtmwqzT4/DSC_0028.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan is a WHRILWIND of baby right now. Into absolutely everything and everywhere and screeching all the time. Full blown toddler mode. It is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SItSIbQ7AiI/AAAAAAAAIMI/isoF7ScrKTw/IMG_1463.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SItSIbQ7AiI/AAAAAAAAIMI/isoF7ScrKTw/IMG_1463.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmm... I wonder who did it.  Looking for clues:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SItSLJY9VII/AAAAAAAAIMY/hf9a9yk5cyY/IMG_1465.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;Funny, I think this is the culprit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SItSJgHq_EI/AAAAAAAAIMQ/oUiEgulg68E/IMG_1464.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/RoseGardenhomeschool/"&gt;And in other news...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-2328110477840085466?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2328110477840085466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=2328110477840085466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2328110477840085466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2328110477840085466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/07/walking-bunnies-shucking-peas.html' title='Walking bunnies, shucking peas:'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SItSRV6J4nI/AAAAAAAAIMg/JYa06Ztp9D4/s72-c/DSC_0019.jpg?imgmax=512' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-3187997713449824031</id><published>2008-06-10T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:27:50.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nXCX7JUI/AAAAAAAAHDg/3AiChLZKWGM/DSC_0068.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;The big kids built this lego city. It is a city from another planet. Something with Jedi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nPhle7-I/AAAAAAAAHDA/lwNUvrr7J38/DSC_0061.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here you can see a junk yard owner bargining with the pilot that needs the new to him item. The pilot is getting heated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nLlyAV0I/AAAAAAAAHCw/0lsErtS6SJk/DSC_0055.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;Life going on per normal outside the Jedi mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nRGVAhfI/AAAAAAAAHDI/Q75K9UttU_Q/DSC_0062.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;Where the workers are mining... something. Jewels of some sort. In the background you can see Darth Vader doing... something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nYYyQGNI/AAAAAAAAHDo/EZXzfnKMda0/DSC_0070.jpg?imgmax=912"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nYYyQGNI/AAAAAAAAHDo/EZXzfnKMda0/DSC_0070.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Obi Wan in his new profession as a truck driver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nS2rgkFI/AAAAAAAAHDQ/tkggTZ6soaA/DSC_0063.jpg?imgmax=912"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nS2rgkFI/AAAAAAAAHDQ/tkggTZ6soaA/DSC_0063.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This must be the Empire's jail. They left some one in here a bit too long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nUYoOJrI/AAAAAAAAHDY/mCTpgnLuSlc/DSC_0066.jpg?imgmax=912"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nUYoOJrI/AAAAAAAAHDY/mCTpgnLuSlc/DSC_0066.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Target practice. Every Jedi must compete with driods during training. Seems only fitting the would train with them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-3187997713449824031?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3187997713449824031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=3187997713449824031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3187997713449824031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3187997713449824031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/06/lego-city.html' title='Lego City'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SE8nXCX7JUI/AAAAAAAAHDg/3AiChLZKWGM/s72-c/DSC_0068.jpg?imgmax=912' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-7755961964712404582</id><published>2008-05-11T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:32:35.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SCeq9fMcXBI/AAAAAAAAEp0/_NCIHEhRY7A/Happy%20mothers%20day%20from%20Alex002.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SCeq9fMcXBI/AAAAAAAAEp0/_NCIHEhRY7A/Happy%20mothers%20day%20from%20Alex002.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The front of my Mother's Day card from Alex this year.  Beautiful isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SCeq8_McXAI/AAAAAAAAEps/QQ4OS2sfilU/Happy%20mothers%20day%20from%20Alex001.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt; The inside of my Mother's Day card this year.  Yes, it says, if you die, we will miss you.  I laughed.  Gotta love having boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SCOWPhY3e6I/AAAAAAAAEj8/hTRQQwJbB8Q/IMG_0981.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SCOWPhY3e6I/AAAAAAAAEj8/hTRQQwJbB8Q/IMG_0981.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day I came home to this on our white board.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having boys is an every day adventure.  God, I love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-7755961964712404582?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7755961964712404582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=7755961964712404582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7755961964712404582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7755961964712404582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/having-boys.html' title='Having Boys...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SCeq9fMcXBI/AAAAAAAAEp0/_NCIHEhRY7A/s72-c/Happy%20mothers%20day%20from%20Alex002.jpg?imgmax=640' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-2145264657693492554</id><published>2008-05-04T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T10:10:39.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the kids are up to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Observing nature (4/12) Nesting little bird:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/R_UPn7566SI/AAAAAAAADyI/KgEHmSeWW9Q/IMG_0460.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/R_UPn7566SI/AAAAAAAADyI/KgEHmSeWW9Q/IMG_0460.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/R_UPiL566QI/AAAAAAAADx4/NQasTFi7sSg/IMG_0457.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/R_UPiL566QI/AAAAAAAADx4/NQasTFi7sSg/IMG_0457.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nesting chickadee (5/1):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SB3ns0wU3PI/AAAAAAAAEYw/6qeVgTdwJRA/IMG_0849.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting over chicken pox (4/19).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SAoOutiW7pI/AAAAAAAAEAE/aD6C_Ck7ZaU/IMG_0638.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SAoOutiW7pI/AAAAAAAAEAE/aD6C_Ck7ZaU/IMG_0638.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Learning to respect other peoples dogs (yes, it is healing very well) (4/24). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SBPD8kwU11I/AAAAAAAAEDs/plVNY7rSdGk/IMG_0646.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SBPD8kwU11I/AAAAAAAAEDs/plVNY7rSdGk/IMG_0646.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perfecting new found tallents (4/11), survival skills via Boyscouts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SAEd9HjrYRI/AAAAAAAAD4s/Nn2-TZF7loo/IMG_0535.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SAEd9HjrYRI/AAAAAAAAD4s/Nn2-TZF7loo/IMG_0535.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SAEd7XjrYQI/AAAAAAAAD4g/CBHzxuYlMbo/IMG_0534.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Starting to really read. (5/1)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SB3nwkwU3RI/AAAAAAAAEZA/e2lXESjqiCk/IMG_0851.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SB3nwkwU3RI/AAAAAAAAEZA/e2lXESjqiCk/IMG_0851.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Learning to use the hose. (5/4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SB3dfkwU3FI/AAAAAAAAEXI/4k_GcxqC99k/IMG_0859.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/SB3dfkwU3FI/AAAAAAAAEXI/4k_GcxqC99k/IMG_0859.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/bluerosemama/2008_4_19/photo#5192903293668742914"&gt;And of course, life is not complete, without sound effects (4/16).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-2145264657693492554?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2145264657693492554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=2145264657693492554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2145264657693492554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2145264657693492554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-kids-are-up-to.html' title='What the kids are up to...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/bluerosemama/R_UPn7566SI/AAAAAAAADyI/KgEHmSeWW9Q/s72-c/IMG_0460.jpg?imgmax=640' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-8066943635191928488</id><published>2008-03-29T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T14:48:43.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quill Writing and homemade ink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/R-6z6L566CI/AAAAAAAADts/Y55WYEUNxxg/icy%20acts003.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/R-6z6L566CI/AAAAAAAADts/Y55WYEUNxxg/icy%20acts003.jpg?imgmax=576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alex and grandma Shari made ink while she was here. Alex has been saving it in a little bottle in his room, and this last week, we made him a quill out of a peahen feather we found at the farm the day before Easter. He has gotten really creative with it and has even started making up some of his own poetry... it is wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-8066943635191928488?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8066943635191928488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=8066943635191928488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8066943635191928488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8066943635191928488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/quill-writing-and-homemade-ink.html' title='Quill Writing and homemade ink'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-3278120958352663761</id><published>2008-03-22T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T14:22:22.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's Pyramid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R-KY7b565jI/AAAAAAAADlk/pXge1dIg0ds/IMG_0269.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R-KY7b565jI/AAAAAAAADlk/pXge1dIg0ds/IMG_0269.jpg?imgmax=576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a project he did for school. A paper mache pyramid, complete with one that isn't done (to show the structure) and covered in sand.  It turned out really cool!  Next time he wants to put little Egyptian men working around it, or something like that.  I am keeping an eye out for Egyptian figurines for next time.  :)  We are working on the Acients next year, so we will have plenty of Egypt study time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-3278120958352663761?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3278120958352663761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=3278120958352663761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3278120958352663761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3278120958352663761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/alexs-pyramid.html' title='Alex&apos;s Pyramid'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-9013249623092804481</id><published>2008-03-20T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T10:20:48.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A falcon IN OUR YARD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was so cool! We saw a falcon in our yard today... just sitting on the fence. When they were younger, I would be worried for the chickens, but they are nearly as big as the falcon is now. He didn't look at them twice. I thought it was a hawk, but when we looked it up, it was this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.assateague.com/data-bird/falcon-peregrine.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We didn't get a picture of the one in the yard.  When I opened the door to get a picture, it flew away, but the picture above was the coloring it had... I love raptors.  The kids are developing my passion for them as well.  They are lovely creatures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-9013249623092804481?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/9013249623092804481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=9013249623092804481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/9013249623092804481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/9013249623092804481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/falcon-in-our-yard.html' title='A falcon IN OUR YARD!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-1935345607447467990</id><published>2008-03-19T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:03:48.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird Feeders...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://goddesshobbies.blogspot.com/2008/02/bird-feeders.html"&gt;Bird Feeders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A post from my other blog, talking about the birdfeeder... complete with pictures.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-1935345607447467990?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1935345607447467990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=1935345607447467990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1935345607447467990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1935345607447467990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/bird-feeders.html' title='Bird Feeders...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-5116978928849453280</id><published>2008-03-15T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:09:01.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lattin's Country Cider Mill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w64oWImKI/AAAAAAAADiQ/UkDPFBI4eV4/IMG_0236.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;There were new babies at the Cider Mill this morning... this baby was born about 6 am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6moWImEI/AAAAAAAADhc/njE-DgUopnI/IMG_0216.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6moWImEI/AAAAAAAADhc/njE-DgUopnI/IMG_0216.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This sweet little pig really liked running around with Cyan.  Just like a puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6poWImFI/AAAAAAAADhk/RienTmkfzcU/IMG_0217.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6poWImFI/AAAAAAAADhk/RienTmkfzcU/IMG_0217.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It chased her around the cage at least a few times.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6soWImGI/AAAAAAAADhs/61t79hK6RJg/IMG_0219.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;Alex really wanted me to take a picture of this turkey.  "He was huge and looked cool."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w60oWImJI/AAAAAAAADiI/z1TeV343TEw/IMG_0233.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w60oWImJI/AAAAAAAADiI/z1TeV343TEw/IMG_0233.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding the goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w67YWImLI/AAAAAAAADiY/YTuTERhZ-yw/IMG_0237.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w67YWImLI/AAAAAAAADiY/YTuTERhZ-yw/IMG_0237.jpg?imgmax=576" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Petting the baby lambs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6uoWImHI/AAAAAAAADh0/_2ux6z7cAmE/IMG_0224.jpg?imgmax=576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing on the little rides...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All in all, a great morning.  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-5116978928849453280?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5116978928849453280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=5116978928849453280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5116978928849453280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5116978928849453280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/lattins-country-cider-mill.html' title='Lattin&apos;s Country Cider Mill'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-6745075514129768699</id><published>2008-03-13T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:21:31.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6fYWImBI/AAAAAAAADhE/jrqDHJ5Ww8Y/IMG_0204.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Cyan's fourth weekly sewing lesson. She is working on making stitches larger or smaller. She is not working with thread quite yet, but in the next few weeks we will be making a pillow for her, and a catnip toy for Taio. Cyan is excited to get on with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6g4WImCI/AAAAAAAADhM/UaqTeBUwQdY/IMG_0211.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6g4WImCI/AAAAAAAADhM/UaqTeBUwQdY/IMG_0211.jpg?imgmax=576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6iYWImDI/AAAAAAAADhU/MdGs4EJKhMY/IMG_0212.jpg?imgmax=576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"HEY! I can help!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6d4WImAI/AAAAAAAADg8/sygAmZRjRc0/IMG_0203.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R9w6d4WImAI/AAAAAAAADg8/sygAmZRjRc0/IMG_0203.jpg?imgmax=576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Ok fine. I'll just play with lace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Thanks so much for the bag of lace Allison. It has been a huge hit. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-6745075514129768699?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6745075514129768699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=6745075514129768699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6745075514129768699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6745075514129768699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/03/sewing-lessons.html' title='Sewing Lessons'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-5165041615043050935</id><published>2008-02-25T09:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T09:38:44.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huston, we have a missing tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R8L67bNw-uI/AAAAAAAADVc/jetAgCpQUXs/IMG_9868.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R8L67bNw-uI/AAAAAAAADVc/jetAgCpQUXs/IMG_9868.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she so cute in that snaggletoothed first grade way????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-5165041615043050935?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5165041615043050935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=5165041615043050935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5165041615043050935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5165041615043050935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/02/huston-we-have-missing-tooth.html' title='Huston, we have a missing tooth'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-9219514354210214608</id><published>2008-01-31T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:58:38.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week later</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little visitor's time here is done. She got to do tons of things with us. We got to fill her journal with a lot of our own activities. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like eating dinner with Taio, the 20# cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R5fSv7Mf_VI/AAAAAAAAC6w/YwTeseRxpeM/IMG_9451.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R5fSv7Mf_VI/AAAAAAAAC6w/YwTeseRxpeM/IMG_9451.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a front row seat in the car wash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R5fSy7Mf_XI/AAAAAAAAC7A/hSguAXgenv0/IMG_9458.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R5fSy7Mf_XI/AAAAAAAAC7A/hSguAXgenv0/IMG_9458.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going to Alex's 6th grade musical program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/R6IqurMgAEI/AAAAAAAADGY/9ipGCcUNiwc/IMG_9508.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/R6IqurMgAEI/AAAAAAAADGY/9ipGCcUNiwc/IMG_9508.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And to the Nisqually Wildlife Refuge with Cyan and a little homeschool friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R6IqZrMf_8I/AAAAAAAADFU/FuXqjOS9gD8/IMG_9530.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R6IqZrMf_8I/AAAAAAAADFU/FuXqjOS9gD8/IMG_9530.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went everywhere with us. He even got checked out at the vet's when Taio went to get his hair loss assessed (he is allergic to flees in his old age).  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All that traveling tuckered SnowSweet right out.  Time to snuggle up with Cyan and take a well diserved nap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R6IqxLMgAFI/AAAAAAAADGg/KM-2mYf7kNs/IMG_9472.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The vet said that all the travel had treated her well and she was in tip top shape for her next visit, to Faith, in WI. She heads out tomorrow morning for her next adventure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-9219514354210214608?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/9219514354210214608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=9219514354210214608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/9219514354210214608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/9219514354210214608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/01/week-later.html' title='A week later'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-3579513848726342503</id><published>2008-01-26T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T19:06:22.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's first birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My sweet baby is one! Can you believe it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R5aKxY3vFqI/AAAAAAAACxQ/H_1oLXma2sw/Lotus%20with%20belly.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R5aKxY3vFqI/AAAAAAAACxQ/H_1oLXma2sw/Lotus%20with%20belly.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He went from this (above) to this (below):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R5aLKI3vFuI/AAAAAAAACxw/1IIS3oxRSQY/IMG_4455.JPG?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;To this, in what seems like no time.  It is amazing how fast these little ones grow.  He is walking a mile a minute, starting to talk, starting to do toddler things, like go backwards off the couch and throw a fit over not getting the right color marker, and pointing at kitties everywhere saying "Ki-t-ee!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R5aKOY3vFoI/AAAAAAAACxA/rk4-wAMlVPk/IMG_9427.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He loved his birthday cake.  :)  And I love the pictures of the kids with cake all over their overjoyed faces.  It's like they are saying "Look what I got!!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R6ITPrMf_2I/AAAAAAAADDw/SlTEBTbeALk/IMG_9640.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He sure is a blessing.  (And a cutie!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/R6ITV7Mf_5I/AAAAAAAADEI/kqMWg4i9jt0/IMG_9660.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/R6ITV7Mf_5I/AAAAAAAADEI/kqMWg4i9jt0/IMG_9660.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-3579513848726342503?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3579513848726342503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=3579513848726342503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3579513848726342503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3579513848726342503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/01/logans-first-birthday.html' title='Logan&apos;s first birthday!!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-5204996535715367895</id><published>2008-01-23T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:58:22.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a visiter today.  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know the story &lt;a href="http://134.198.32.40/Rome-2004/flat_albert.htm"&gt;Flat Albert&lt;/a&gt;? Same idea... some kids from a class in GA picked a doggy that travels around the country and then on April 30th this year, he will go back to their class and they will map where he has been.  Grandma Rose sent him to us from her school she works at in CA where he had fun with a classroom of kids and then went home with her to eat dinner with her cats and dog.   His little journal is filling up with interesting stories from around the country already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we took him to the car wash, and he has eaten with our poor mangy cat, and then this afternoon he is going to the vet with us, and perhaps to the goose farm. He will get his ton of experiences from this part of the world (although I doubt it is a good representation of what to do here, but Don told Cyan yesterday that he was NOT taking that stuffed dog to the space needle. LMAO!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures to come later.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-5204996535715367895?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5204996535715367895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=5204996535715367895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5204996535715367895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5204996535715367895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-have-visiter-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-2120022454986069794</id><published>2008-01-03T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:59:23.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta brag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to brag on Alex a little bit. Because he is in a stage of life that can be SO frusterating for a parent... but man. The kid is just great. After this phase of pushing boundries, and testing patience, and telling everyone and everything they are wrong, he is going to become one of the most amazing men that I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, he and I built a bird feeder together. It wasn't an easy one either. It was one in which we used plexi glass, and plywood that really wanted to split whenever we put a screw or nail in it. lol... We were making one that fits in front of the window so we can observe the birds more closely as they eat. He worked the whole time, with complaint and frusteration every time I needed something done more than once. lol... but he did an amazing job at each task I asked him too, and worked too hard at some (enough that I asked him to hold something up and he stood there &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; after I had moved on, just because I didn't say he was done)... it was just neat, to once again, see the man in the son I am raising. The hard worker, the good father, the amazing craftsman... he will be a handy one to have around some day. He learns fast and he works hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now he is sleeping off the jet lag from the last week in Florida... and I love him even more for it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://goddesshobbies.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-birdfeeder.html"&gt;Picture link!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-2120022454986069794?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2120022454986069794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=2120022454986069794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2120022454986069794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2120022454986069794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2008/01/gotta-brag.html' title='Gotta brag...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-3102455007049760633</id><published>2007-12-24T10:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T12:01:44.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it is holiday season around here, we are almost too busy to document what we have done. Almost... because of course, I still take pictures. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R2yK8o3vFAI/AAAAAAAACnI/oiRAvH5JssI/IMG_9300.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R2yK8o3vFAI/AAAAAAAACnI/oiRAvH5JssI/IMG_9300.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex had Crazy Hair Day the last Friday he was in school before break.  It is now normal, after trying a "cool do" for a week... Fun stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last week we were talking about eagles and we decided to have an eagle tea party. So we made 'bear tea' (which is &lt;a href="http://www.snugglebugstore.com/images/medium/tdjfkcoldcare_MD.jpg"&gt;Cold Care Tea&lt;/a&gt; and honey), we popped the strawberry popcorn we got from our day at the farm (before the flood) and we made eagle nests. Which are pretzel sticks with cranberries, nuts, and covered in melted chocolate with two marshmallows for 'eggs'. We read a book about eagles and we watched "Living Planet - Champions of the skies" which is amazing! It was such a wonderful evening.&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R2yK-o3vFBI/AAAAAAAACnQ/DlclkJs7JHU/IMG_9301.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R2yK-o3vFBI/AAAAAAAACnQ/DlclkJs7JHU/IMG_9301.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Crazy kids!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/R2yK5Y3vE_I/AAAAAAAACm8/8XD_EyeIViI/IMG_9283.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Logan watching the snow fall outside...  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R2yLG43vFEI/AAAAAAAACns/yrxEo6Zit2g/IMG_9307.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'Not so sure about the guy in the suit mom.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R2yLJI3vFFI/AAAAAAAACn0/1qz-4UIM4XI/IMG_9308.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweet Cyan, with Santa from the PD Christmas Party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-3102455007049760633?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3102455007049760633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=3102455007049760633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3102455007049760633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3102455007049760633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/12/catching-up.html' title='Catching up...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-9087190657171419966</id><published>2007-12-14T09:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:10:47.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R1ws5JX6nJI/AAAAAAAACfs/z7ZMafQS_Ho/IMG_9256.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/R1ws5JX6nJI/AAAAAAAACfs/z7ZMafQS_Ho/IMG_9256.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logans first Christmas time is going well. He is into EVERYTHING. He took 10 steps the other day and has done it a couple times since, but crawling is still his favorite mode of transport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R1wtGZX6nNI/AAAAAAAACgM/uMzZf4wHTHA/IMG_9263.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/R1wtGZX6nNI/AAAAAAAACgM/uMzZf4wHTHA/IMG_9263.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has been named the "king of sound effects". He makes all sorts of noises. He has a couple of Cheveron Cars that he loves, and one of them is a police car. So we pushed it around the floor, making a siren noise. And he would take it, and push it around and make the same siren noise. lol... it was so cute! But the impressive part was, when I handed him the farmers truck he stopped making the siren noise and started going "brrrrrrrrm... brrrrrrrrm." Now before you get all excited like we did and think he is a genius, he started making the siren noise with the truck just minutes later... but it was pretty damned cool, none the less.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R1wsv5X6nGI/AAAAAAAACfQ/7KJBVrkXgCY/IMG_9250.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R1wsv5X6nGI/AAAAAAAACfQ/7KJBVrkXgCY/IMG_9250.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about as long as he kept that hat on. He looked SO cute though! Cyan tried a few more times to keep it on his head, but to no avail. He wouldn't keep it on to save his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R1wtP5X6nPI/AAAAAAAACgc/Kb1BH54tJmw/IMG_9266.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/R1wtP5X6nPI/AAAAAAAACgc/Kb1BH54tJmw/IMG_9266.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He sure is keeping me on my toes. In fact, I am going out this moment to grab magnetic locks for some of our cuboard doors because he broke a large pyrex dish yesterday by pulling it down and banging it into another one. Yikes... I will have a toddler soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-9087190657171419966?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/9087190657171419966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=9087190657171419966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/9087190657171419966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/9087190657171419966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/12/logan-update.html' title='Logan Update'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-410821635507946110</id><published>2007-11-26T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:31:26.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't updated this in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan is 10 months now. He is walking, but he hasn't taken any more steps than he did last month. 2 steps here, 3 steps there. No confidence at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is 24lbs still. Still my lightest baby at 10 months. Wears 24 month clothes (and 2T for length, but swims in them for width) and pops the crotch on the one pieces. I am drafting him a pattern for pants this weekend, and my friend and I are going to make some. Another long skinny boy to add to the ranks of this house. Man... I hope he is a bit thicker than Alex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has 6 teeth. He eats absolutly everything that isn't nailed down, and he has been getting really upset about having different meals than us, so he is now eating 'real people food' 90% of the time... "none of that mush for me please" he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He signs. He signs all the time. Gestures with his hands. About half the time I know what he is saying. Well, maybe not quite that much. But he does sign when he is eating. "more", "up", "down", "all done", and "nurse" are all signs he uses very consistantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still wakes at least 3 times a night. He still sleeps on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still yells at me when we stay home too long, and is needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still the smiliest baby anyone outside of our house ever has met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had his first stranger anxiety the other day when my friend Sarah climbed into the backseat of my car with him and he couldn't see me. That was NOT ok. When I pulled him out of his seat and had him in the front seat with me (we were sitting talking in the car while it rained outside) he was ok, and even smiled at her. But he was not ok with not seeing me when she was sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to read to him for the first time yesterday too. He brought me a book (pet the animals). But we had already read that one that day, so I picked another one, and he kept petting the pages like the other book. So of course, I melted and read him the pet the animals book again. He loves books. When Cyan and I are reading he will sit next to us on the couch with his own book... and only occasionally jump over me to get to the book we are reading. Very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He adores his big brother. He loves Cyan too, but Alex is something special... to be treasured. Alex wakes up with him in the morning (my morning boys) and will take him from my room and play with him while I drag my tired sorry butt out of bed. If Alex doesn't come get him, Logan will throw himself over me and slide down to the ground, open the bedroom door and crawl over to Alex's room and push the door open, or stand there (if it is latched shut) and pound on it until Alex comes and gets him. Alex gets greated with squeals of delight and honestly, I think he loves it as much as I love the half hour that it gives me to wake up each morning. Alex is such a love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other kid news. Cyan is doing beautifully with homeschooling. And I am crafting again. So exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... that is it on our front.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-410821635507946110?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/410821635507946110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=410821635507946110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/410821635507946110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/410821635507946110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-6962453073619844278</id><published>2007-11-02T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:22:44.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest pictures of the kids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RywPsXiq4dI/AAAAAAAACPI/iTVCUzuY5kE/IMG_8835.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RywPsXiq4dI/AAAAAAAACPI/iTVCUzuY5kE/IMG_8835.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Logan, Halloween 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RywPuXiq4eI/AAAAAAAACPQ/-hEZkHXDGys/IMG_8846.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RywPuXiq4eI/AAAAAAAACPQ/-hEZkHXDGys/IMG_8846.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cyan, as the cutest good witch this side of Oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RywS8Hiq4hI/AAAAAAAACQI/mO5pGimaSe0/IMG_8595.jpg?imgmax=912"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RywS8Hiq4hI/AAAAAAAACQI/mO5pGimaSe0/IMG_8595.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweet big sister...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RywPxHiq4fI/AAAAAAAACPY/fcjskjGNamA/IMG_8863.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RywPxHiq4fI/AAAAAAAACPY/fcjskjGNamA/IMG_8863.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is just better in color... eating the eyeball...  Crazy boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RywP6Xiq4gI/AAAAAAAACPg/r9sRnR2uK_A/IMG_8772.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Logan, the day he turned 9 mos old.  And also the day he took his first step!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-6962453073619844278?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6962453073619844278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=6962453073619844278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6962453073619844278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6962453073619844278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/11/latest-pictures-of-kids.html' title='Latest pictures of the kids...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-5421715008603054773</id><published>2007-10-30T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T17:26:43.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan Took STEPS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So our baby is offically walking. He took three steps yesterday, and one the day before. He is standing all the time. Someone offered to give us one of those walker pusher things... and I promptly said NO. lol... he is going to walk plenty soon. When Cyan got one of those things (she still wasn't fully walking at a year) she was walking within four days. I don't need my just turned 9 mos old baby walking in four days. I am happy with where he is... no faster please... but man... it is exciting.  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In other news, Alex has been making comics. Some are really great! He is getting better and drawing while he is doing this too, although he mainly sticks to stick figures... but the expressions that he gives them remind me of &lt;a href="http://www.viciousgrin.com/jthm/ghnb.html"&gt;Happy Noodle Boy&lt;/a&gt;. They make me laugh... none have though, more than this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/Rwukbe_TKyI/AAAAAAAAB2k/v0z_J37wPfg/img027.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A boy and his world... a story of dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-5421715008603054773?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5421715008603054773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=5421715008603054773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5421715008603054773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5421715008603054773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/10/logan-took-steps.html' title='Logan Took STEPS!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-3009134665346264385</id><published>2007-10-21T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:15:44.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Homeschooling in Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RxN7-WCP2aI/AAAAAAAAB-U/iW8H8afjwoE/IMG_8637.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RxN7-WCP2aI/AAAAAAAAB-U/iW8H8afjwoE/IMG_8637.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lately we have been doing lots of nature science during our homeschool lessons.  Above is Cyan finding an ant colony under our black oak tree in the back yard.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been keeping an Ecojournal in her Science Notebook of our findings in nature in our back yard this season.  We even made a map of the yard with all the important things marked... like where all the berries are and of course, the chicken coop.  lol... kids.  They are a lot of fun with stuff like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RxY7zWCP2oI/AAAAAAAACAw/WRhXUeVu_k4/IMG_8699.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;This branch is our fall leaf experiment.  We numbered 10 leaves with a sharpie and have been following the progression of the changing of colors and falling of leaves on a chart every two days for the last week.  We had a big windstorm last week that took out half our leaves, (including #6, that is in the picture below)... and Cyan got to notice how many leaves fell off that branch because of the experiment and record it in her EcoJournal.  It was pretty neat.  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RxN8VGCP2kI/AAAAAAAAB_k/DNWxJpLz4Lc/IMG_8695.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RxN8VGCP2kI/AAAAAAAAB_k/DNWxJpLz4Lc/IMG_8695.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the whole tree last week.  It doesn't look like this anymore.  I will have to get a new picture to add here.  It is mostly red and brown now.  It has been really amazing to so closely observe this change this year.  We picked the perfect time.  We have seen it up close and personal... the change from summer to winter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RxN8SWCP2jI/AAAAAAAAB_c/6dTuXr8j2r4/IMG_8691.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RxN8SWCP2jI/AAAAAAAAB_c/6dTuXr8j2r4/IMG_8691.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As a family, we have been working on tree recognition.  I think Alex is the most into it of all of us.   My kids (both of them) are very interested in identifying all the trees around us right now. We got both books &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fun-Nature-Take-Along-Mel-Boring/dp/1559717025/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/102-4528394-4284935?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1192915907&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Fun with Nature&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/More-Fun-Nature/dp/1559717955/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2/102-4528394-4284935?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1192915907&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;More Fun with Nature&lt;/a&gt; and they take those with us where we go. Alex has even taken to taking a leaf or a seed with him to school and looking in the computer lab to find out what it is after school and walking home. Like I said, they are REALLY into it. Another GREAT book that we found was "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Crinkleroots-Guide-Knowing-Trees-Crinkleroot/dp/0027058557/ref=pd_bbs_sr_4/102-4528394-4284935?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1192914527&amp;amp;sr=8-4"&gt;Crinkleroots Guide to Knowing the Trees&lt;/a&gt;"... wonderful book that my kids want to hear right now over and over again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watching Autumn happen through the eyes of my children has been a beautiful experience... and has been a heck of a lot of fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For a whole rundown on our homeschool days including more resources, look at my Live Journal link in the sidebar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-3009134665346264385?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3009134665346264385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=3009134665346264385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3009134665346264385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3009134665346264385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-with-homeschooling-in-nature.html' title='Fun with Homeschooling in Nature'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-5826503370568331274</id><published>2007-10-09T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T12:51:05.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a big sister...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RwvbIu_TK0I/AAAAAAAAB3I/wwU92SQO6hQ/IMG_8554.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RwvbIu_TK0I/AAAAAAAAB3I/wwU92SQO6hQ/IMG_8554.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having a big sister is fun... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RwvbNO_TK2I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/FZzYM-5xcEo/IMG_8570.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RwvbNO_TK2I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/FZzYM-5xcEo/IMG_8570.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-5826503370568331274?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5826503370568331274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=5826503370568331274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5826503370568331274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5826503370568331274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/10/having-big-sister.html' title='Having a big sister...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-6588045012117352655</id><published>2007-10-03T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:32:25.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan is 8 mos old!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/Rv2RKPWd9RI/AAAAAAAABvY/8dH1XNW7YEo/IMG_8453.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/Rv2RKPWd9RI/AAAAAAAABvY/8dH1XNW7YEo/IMG_8453.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know... he has been for a week now... but darn. Things just get away from me right now. Currently, the little man has 4 almost 6 teeth (he gets 2 to 4 at a time... the poor thing), he is eating anything that isn't nailed down, and is starting to stand, and cruising all over everything pulling just about anything down he possibly can. He looks very much like this: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.littlecritter.com/images/Page6_opt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hold&lt;/span&gt; of a basket of socks this morning... and pulled them all out, one by one, to throw on the floor. At one point he had two socks in his mouth as he continued his search through the basket. It was adorable... and not a little bit messy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He is having a hard time sleeping right now. Which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;genuinely&lt;/span&gt; wearing on my nerves. But he is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt; that it is hard to even be mad at him at 4 in the morning on the 7 time he has woken up. Although not impossible. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... He is a constant joy. Our lovable boy. The most social of our small clan, he will smile at anyone, and loves to be out of the house much more than being at home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He just grew into 12-18 month clothes (80cm), and at his last check up (last week) he was 22 lbs and 27inches. Tall and sturdy boy. He got his first shot at that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appointment&lt;/span&gt; to... and due to some serious mommy magic (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt;: me) he didn't even cry... what a trooper!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He recently discovered that he can make the cat make noise.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The cat loves this new discovery.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Logan spent a long while next to the couch while Taio was sleeping on it, touching, poking, pulling on ears, etc, chanting "che-che-che-che!".  Every time Taio would put his ears back, or meow, I would take Logan's hand,  put it down on the couch again and say "Kitty says 'NO'."  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course, Logan thought this was a great game, so he kept picking up his hand and putting it &lt;em&gt;back&lt;/em&gt; on the cat... eventually Taio had had enough of this play (after Logan grabbed his foot,  Taio hates having his feet messed with), and my completely sweet, docile cat lifted his paw and held it threateningly in the air above the baby.  The baby just looked at the paw and kept on poking him.  To which I stepped in and started my mantra again of "Kitty says 'no'."...  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So there we are... Logan is squealing, and patting and poking the poor cat, I am grabbing his hand each time I see that Taio has almost had too much and is about to swat the little monster, and Taio, who is being as patient as a cat could possibly ever be, holding his paw suspended over Logan's head, hoping that the kid gets the hint.  Eventually, Taio swatted Logan on top of his head with a "thwap!"... who sat down hard on the ground, and looked at the cat... completely undaunted, and stood up to start the fun game again.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the sweet, gentle, loving cat, got up and left the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sweet boy. How I adore thee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-6588045012117352655?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6588045012117352655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=6588045012117352655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6588045012117352655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6588045012117352655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/10/logan-is-8-mos-old.html' title='Logan is 8 mos old!!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-2792158704967441725</id><published>2007-10-03T22:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:40:17.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Eggs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found it (Cyan) in the back of the chicken coop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/RvfGsfWd9BI/AAAAAAAABtE/HRRfIquXd_Q/IMG_8335.jpg?imgmax=912"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/RvfGsfWd9BI/AAAAAAAABtE/HRRfIquXd_Q/IMG_8335.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Rose... we think she laid the first egg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/Rv2REPWd9PI/AAAAAAAABvI/1-mDr5Qpots/IMG_8527.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/Rv2REPWd9PI/AAAAAAAABvI/1-mDr5Qpots/IMG_8527.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We know it wasn't this one (Violet) becuase she lays blue eggs... we still haven't gotten one of those.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/Rv2RGPWd9QI/AAAAAAAABvQ/dmTW66_hvgY/IMG_8537.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/Rv2RGPWd9QI/AAAAAAAABvQ/dmTW66_hvgY/IMG_8537.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-2792158704967441725?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2792158704967441725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=2792158704967441725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2792158704967441725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2792158704967441725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-first-eggs.html' title='Our First Eggs!!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-1116794160248480940</id><published>2007-10-03T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:36:04.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeschool days</title><content type='html'>Wow have we been busy.  Cyan and I are working hard on our homeschooling... Logan is working hard on walking... Alex just earned all of his swim signoffs for BoyScouts in one day and is going for his badge next month... the week after he offically moves into the BoyScouts from the CubScouts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could say we are all doing well.  :)  Tired but good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some updates to do, so stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-1116794160248480940?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1116794160248480940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=1116794160248480940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1116794160248480940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1116794160248480940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/10/homeschool-days.html' title='Homeschool days'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-6870158427217505575</id><published>2007-09-17T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T14:30:08.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my guiding star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RnyC6QHu6KI/AAAAAAAAADk/qaaSlmD84ug/IMG_0285.JPG?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RnyC6QHu6KI/AAAAAAAAADk/qaaSlmD84ug/IMG_0285.JPG?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RnyC6QHu6KI/AAAAAAAAADk/qaaSlmD84ug/IMG_0285.JPG?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for putting this boy in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have loved watching him grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There has been so much in his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some good and some not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we are sticking it through where many others would have made another choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I adore him.I laugh with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am learning to understand him and why he was put here with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only hope I can do the gift justice that he has given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For he is truly a gift, from my guiding star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This songs for you, Alex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The week you start 6th grade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-6870158427217505575?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6870158427217505575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=6870158427217505575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6870158427217505575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6870158427217505575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-my-guiding-star.html' title='To my guiding star'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-3314512495897293739</id><published>2007-09-07T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T07:37:11.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys... Oh Boy...</title><content type='html'>Logan was up at 2am, at 4:30am, and then for good at 6:20am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I am more tired this morning than I was yesterday, and Logan is yelling at the top of his tiny voice "MAMA! MAMAMAMAMAMA! MAMA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know Anne Of Green Gables right? Well in Anne of Avonlea she and Marilla adopt twins... Davey in that book IS my son. Asking questions like "How hot is it in hell? I wanna know." and "If we could make trees grow gum drops, would that be cool?" and "If Star Trek was real, could I have a holo-deck?" and "When do I get a cell phone? Becuase EVERYONE in my class has one. I don't want to be weird, I don't want to be the kid that is left out... I wanna cell phone mama. Why can't I have one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep... ALL of these were yesterday after 6pm. *pulling hair out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yesterday morning.... good lord. So I am in the shower... and Alex comes in and asks me what he has to do for school. I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pack a lunch, and get your socks paired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do I put in my lunch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you grab one of each of the sandwiches out of the freezer &lt;a href="http://goddesshobbies.blogspot.com/2007/08/uncrustables-val-style.html" target="_blank"&gt;(I froze some "Uncrustable" style sandwiches for their lunches last week)&lt;/a&gt;and see if the meat ones are better when they are really cold." We had had an issue with our lunches getting warm and the ham and cheese sandwiches were really nasty all warm. So this isn't a new thing, we had been experimenting with this for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you grab one of each sandwich. One PB&amp;J and one Ham and Cheese one. And take both... then you have the PB&amp;amp;J if the Ham and Cheese still doesn't work out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you want me to do with it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause... really, he can't be asking me this."Wear it on your head like a Taira."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The sandwiches Alex... you eat them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get out of the shower, and Alex says "They wern't good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? When did you have a cold one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just now." Holding up a frozen solid Ham and Cheese sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like you just got them out of the freezer and tried to eat one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well yeah! You told me too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh good god."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few mintues previous, Don was sitting in the living room getting Logan dressed (who came in the shower with me and so at this same time I am getting dressed in the bedroom) and Alex makes this horrible face while he is eating. Don says "What's up?" and Alex says "Cold bread... Yuck!"... Don thought he let his toast that went with his breakfast eggs get cold, and thought weird, but I guess some people don't like cold toast... whatever. On no... little did he know my son was trying to eat a completely frozen ham sandwich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys... Oh goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-3314512495897293739?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3314512495897293739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=3314512495897293739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3314512495897293739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3314512495897293739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/09/logan-was-up-at-2am-at-430am-and-then.html' title='Boys... Oh Boy...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-1935707803890583994</id><published>2007-09-01T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T12:18:28.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyan's horseback riding lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/Rtm3Gzq0OSI/AAAAAAAABYo/Bm4U9bqsOJw/IMG_8173.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/Rtm3Gzq0OSI/AAAAAAAABYo/Bm4U9bqsOJw/IMG_8173.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves this so much!  She would go every day if she could.  She gets to do the entire thing... from cleaning to brushing, to giving treats... this time we had to cut it a bit short so Don could get to work, but she still is improving SO much every time she goes.   This time she could get AJ (her horse) to go all the way around the arena and she played "horsey baseball" which meant she walked AJ around the cones in a dimond and had her do tight circles around each cone.  She did just great!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/Rtm3KTq0OUI/AAAAAAAABY4/VmCMmlZmPjI/IMG_8179.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/Rtm3QDq0OWI/AAAAAAAABZI/LTu-I2tSXRk/IMG_8202.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/Rtm3QDq0OWI/AAAAAAAABZI/LTu-I2tSXRk/IMG_8202.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a blow by blow picture slideshow of her hour and a half in horsey heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/bluerosemama/2007_9_01/photo#s5105312804084398290"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/bluerosemama/2007_9_01/photo#s5105312804084398290&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-1935707803890583994?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1935707803890583994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=1935707803890583994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1935707803890583994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1935707803890583994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/09/cyans-horseback-riding-lessons.html' title='Cyan&apos;s horseback riding lessons'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-458243067249563424</id><published>2007-08-22T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T11:09:21.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan meets canning peaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 13px; WIDTH: 400px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fbluerosemama%2Falbumid%2F5101584802536240897%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FLOAT: left"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #3964c2" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/bluerosemama/2007_8_22"&gt;View Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #3964c2" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/getEmbed"&gt;Get your own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love canning season!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-458243067249563424?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/458243067249563424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=458243067249563424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/458243067249563424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/458243067249563424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/08/logan-meets-canning-peaches.html' title='Logan meets canning peaches'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-8313703317911520513</id><published>2007-08-21T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T13:15:23.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly unit, stage two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cyan is very excited! All of her caterpillars are now chryslis and hanging in the butterfly habitat on the kitchen table. The last one changed yesterday. I am hoping that one that fell off into the silk they spun to get to the top is ok. *crossing fingers*  (Can you see it?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RstFEDq0NvI/AAAAAAAABQQ/kmaO4kDhOx4/IMG_7903.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RstFEDq0NvI/AAAAAAAABQQ/kmaO4kDhOx4/IMG_7903.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arn't they beautiful with all their gold spots?  Cyan thinks that is the best.  We are recording all of this in her Butterfly Book, although I have taken to drawing the pictures becuase she wants to be exact.  I am sure she will draw some of the butterflies themselves.  My little artist.&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/8655758981084312531-8313703317911520513?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8313703317911520513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=8313703317911520513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8313703317911520513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8313703317911520513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/08/butterfly-unit-stage-two.html' title='Butterfly unit, stage two'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-8174011413712650649</id><published>2007-08-21T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T12:31:26.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan, 7 mos old tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RstE9Dq0NsI/AAAAAAAABP4/yZg31Pq7haM/IMG_7896.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RstE9Dq0NsI/AAAAAAAABP4/yZg31Pq7haM/IMG_7896.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RstE_Tq0NtI/AAAAAAAABQA/UH6U-hoWdks/IMG_7897.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RstE_Tq0NtI/AAAAAAAABQA/UH6U-hoWdks/IMG_7897.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my sweet baby... moving very quickly from being a baby. He is pulling himself up on EVERYTHING. He just discovered the wealth of stuff to put in his mouth on the coffee table and figured out that he can push Cyan's stool around the kitchen and "walk" behind it. *sigh* It is making mommy's (and daddy's) life very full suddenly, as he becomes faster and more mobile. He still is the smiliest baby ever... will even smile at complete strangers without hesitation. He loves to laugh, and loves to play. And as long as people are paying attention to him he is very content. His sleeping habits are getting better, which is making me feel more real and in the world. He is just all around a real joy to have. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RstFBDq0NuI/AAAAAAAABQI/TeoAr8jmqKA/IMG_7900.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RstFBDq0NuI/AAAAAAAABQI/TeoAr8jmqKA/IMG_7900.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Learning new things... he has been "kissing" me for about a month, but this is one of the first times he has "kissed" (read: slimed) daddy. Isn't daddy lucky? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RstE7Tq0NrI/AAAAAAAABPw/JdyRWAl6raI/IMG_7887.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RstE5Dq0NqI/AAAAAAAABPo/WQl0wjvQ4F0/IMG_7880.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RstE5Dq0NqI/AAAAAAAABPo/WQl0wjvQ4F0/IMG_7880.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Usually it is grabbing and pulling to you that is bothersome about the kissing... he really has a nack for getting handfuls of hair in the attempt to love on you. Ouch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweet boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-8174011413712650649?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8174011413712650649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=8174011413712650649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8174011413712650649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8174011413712650649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/08/logan-7-mos-old-tomorrow.html' title='Logan, 7 mos old tomorrow.'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-2451405382821350213</id><published>2007-08-14T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:36:22.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Cycles Unit = Painted Lady Butterflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RsKOJw5lBYI/AAAAAAAABFU/sm1sh5r78M4/IMG_7844.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RsKOJw5lBYI/AAAAAAAABFU/sm1sh5r78M4/IMG_7844.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We started our life cycles unit yesterday with the arrival of our Painted Lady Butterflies. Cyan and I made an observation booklet this morning and she started talking about what she sees, and how they are changing. She also drew a picture of her observations in the book. Which right now are strings of little mounds of black on stuff that looks like mushed oatmeal. lol... which is very much what these little guys look like sitting in their jar on their food supplement. She is really excited! We got a book from the library on our Painted Ladies and are going to read it tomorrow. We also have worksheets on the life cycles of reptiles (Turtles) and mammals (Bunnies) which we will talk about as the unit goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This will overlap the Early American Studies unit that we have been in for a while, studying pioneer days, horses, and foraging for food. But it is getting her more in classroom mode for a few good talks about writing and how important it is. In this picture, she wrote all the words on the booklet. She didn't spell them herself, but she did the writing. Very artistic handwriting she has already. I was really impressed that she did this at newly 6 years old. Her handwriting is better than her dads. lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-2451405382821350213?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2451405382821350213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=2451405382821350213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2451405382821350213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2451405382821350213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-cycles-unit-painted-lady.html' title='Life Cycles Unit = Painted Lady Butterflies'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-8139878759723894729</id><published>2007-08-12T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T16:50:44.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Garden Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/Rr-F_g5lBVI/AAAAAAAABEQ/tOs6Holyljw/IMG_7829.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/Rr-F_g5lBVI/AAAAAAAABEQ/tOs6Holyljw/IMG_7829.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the backside of our bean teepee. We planted a nastirituim seed at the base of each supporting pole and they have taken on a life of their own, out spaning and sometimes out growing their bean neighbors as they fight and reach for the sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/Rr-GAw5lBWI/AAAAAAAABEY/6tqGnlnxrGQ/IMG_7830.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cyan found another little friend today... I remember these from when I was just a weebee. This is a tiny baby catapiller.  Living in our overabundance of beautiful orange flowering nastirtium vines. &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/8655758981084312531-8139878759723894729?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8139878759723894729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=8139878759723894729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8139878759723894729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8139878759723894729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-garden-friends.html' title='More Garden Friends'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-763827050713601115</id><published>2007-08-10T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T09:11:13.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RqoS99G_K9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/ssLs7iz5I3Q/IMG_7443.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RqoS99G_K9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/ssLs7iz5I3Q/IMG_7443.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RqoS59G_K8I/AAAAAAAAAyo/gBBx1A5cpUw/IMG_7435.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt; While harvesting food you can find all sorts of friends. We have learned that these little bugs like the salad bed. Snails (really pretty honest to goodness yellow snails) love blackberry bushes, lady bugs like the cone flowers,  and bees (not yellow jackets, real little honey bees) love blueberry bushes. It is fun to figure out all of the places these little guys like to live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RrTDS9G_LsI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9l5YabR2Mpk/IMG_7659.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RrTDU9G_LtI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/FtpMecoctkM/IMG_7660.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" /&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/8655758981084312531-763827050713601115?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/763827050713601115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=763827050713601115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/763827050713601115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/763827050713601115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-friend.html' title='Summer Friend'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-2474150295916005886</id><published>2007-08-10T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T09:04:22.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest pictures of the kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RrvJNA5lBFI/AAAAAAAABAE/h1Mh1clTOOc/IMG_7783.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RrvJNA5lBFI/AAAAAAAABAE/h1Mh1clTOOc/IMG_7783.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RrvJOg5lBGI/AAAAAAAABAM/aoT5BHCFKmI/IMG_7784.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RrvJOg5lBGI/AAAAAAAABAM/aoT5BHCFKmI/IMG_7784.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With homeschooling fun, and Logan crawling, the harvest of veggies and the foraging of berries, and with the regular summer activity level we are everywhere... and often Logan is crawling around covered in berries (which he loves) or the remains of chewed up green beans and we are just enjoying the summer.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-2474150295916005886?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2474150295916005886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=2474150295916005886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2474150295916005886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2474150295916005886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/08/newest-pictures-of-kids.html' title='Newest pictures of the kids'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-3993149301849481705</id><published>2007-07-30T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:07:40.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of the crawl and sprawl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/bluerosemama/2007_7_29/photo#s5092824587909934178"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/bluerosemama/2007_7_29/photo#s5092824587909934178&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-3993149301849481705?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/3993149301849481705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=3993149301849481705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3993149301849481705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/3993149301849481705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/07/video-of-crawl-and-sprawl.html' title='Video of the crawl and sprawl...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-7577853922417757496</id><published>2007-07-26T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T09:29:14.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyan's quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; For the first week of our homeschooling experiment, Cyan wanted to make a quilt.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJeNG_KzI/AAAAAAAAAxc/kJyV8jfkCZU/IMG_7409.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJeNG_KzI/AAAAAAAAAxc/kJyV8jfkCZU/IMG_7409.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She picked her fabrics and I cut out the 4 inch squares.  We laid them out 5X5 on the floor and we talked about patterns, and what pattern she would want her quilt.  We picked that the chickens moved 3 spaces every row and then kept with the pattern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJg9G_K0I/AAAAAAAAAxk/kNKYTMn9YCg/IMG_7410.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJg9G_K0I/AAAAAAAAAxk/kNKYTMn9YCg/IMG_7410.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here Cyan is cutting the threads off of the rows we sewed together.  They weren't perfect, but this is her first quilt afterall.  :)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJg9G_K0I/AAAAAAAAAxk/kNKYTMn9YCg/IMG_7410.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJj9G_K1I/AAAAAAAAAxs/UEhZ7AuodHM/IMG_7412.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJwNG_K5I/AAAAAAAAAyM/spv-JUGmskM/IMG_7428.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJwNG_K5I/AAAAAAAAAyM/spv-JUGmskM/IMG_7428.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here it is all done!  When we had finished the rows, we ironed them and put the rows together.  Then I backed it with the fabric she chose, and blocked it with bais tape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJptG_K4I/AAAAAAAAAyE/WYTSUf6aB4E/IMG_7425.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/RqjJptG_K4I/AAAAAAAAAyE/WYTSUf6aB4E/IMG_7425.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She really likes it!  (And so do her dolls!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-7577853922417757496?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7577853922417757496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=7577853922417757496&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7577853922417757496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7577853922417757496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/07/cyans-quilt.html' title='Cyan&apos;s quilt'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-6146832402933686967</id><published>2007-07-14T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T10:42:27.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the joy of being a 6 yr old girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RpkHYCWtX8I/AAAAAAAAAtY/lu_8_ifHtDE/IMG_7269.jpg?imgmax=912"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/bluerosemama/RpkHYCWtX8I/AAAAAAAAAtY/lu_8_ifHtDE/IMG_7269.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There is no joy compared to spinning in a brand new pettiskirt on your 6th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RpmudSWtYBI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Ht-JYEtLGSo/IMG_7285.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/RpkHdyWtX-I/AAAAAAAAAto/8wJ6IdKgHbM/IMG_7283.jpg?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/RpkHdyWtX-I/AAAAAAAAAto/8wJ6IdKgHbM/IMG_7283.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RpkHhSWtX_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/lvoH19Zhlwc/IMG_7291.jpg?imgmax=640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RpkHmSWtYAI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Ea7Jj9twZ40/IMG_7300.jpg?imgmax=912"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/bluerosemama/RpkHmSWtYAI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Ea7Jj9twZ40/IMG_7300.jpg?imgmax=912" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Happy birthday beautiful girl!!!!! &lt;/span&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/8655758981084312531-6146832402933686967?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6146832402933686967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=6146832402933686967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6146832402933686967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6146832402933686967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-joy-of-being-6-yr-old-girl.html' title='Oh the joy of being a 6 yr old girl...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-113547077271876793</id><published>2007-07-07T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T20:07:45.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/RpBRyoAXl4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/DqywGoGhF2Q/IMG_6739.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/bluerosemama/RpBRyoAXl4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/DqywGoGhF2Q/IMG_6739.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex is a natural papa.  He sang his own tune and sat on the swing with Logan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and Logan promptly fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RpBR0YAXl5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/_jliZyIHV4s/IMG_6743.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/bluerosemama/RpBR0YAXl5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/_jliZyIHV4s/IMG_6743.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-113547077271876793?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/113547077271876793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=113547077271876793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/113547077271876793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/113547077271876793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-papa.html' title='Little Papa'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-687452747813797985</id><published>2007-06-30T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T10:16:10.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures of June 28th ~ A day in the life of Val and Sarah and all the kids... Or maybe not.</title><content type='html'>I was cleaning out the dryer vent... quite a straight forward deal right? Yeah, I lost the neighbors shop-vac attachment INSIDE the house... like inside... as in about 4 feet from either side within the venting. I couldn't reach it, Alex couldn't reach it... but heck.  It was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;terribly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; interesting, so I took a picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6620.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Sarah came over then, and had the brillant idea of taking my garden hose and shoving it through the house side of the vent and as it pushed through, Alex grabbing the hose attachment from the other side. And we triumphed! It came close enough to the other side for Alex to grab it with his skinny arms and YAY! Success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Alex was down there they found a dead Possum!!!! Described by Alex it was complete with grey nose, long tail, and nasty 'glowing' red eyes. All 5 kids were freaking out... Alex now had an audience of 4 younger children, all waiting for what he was going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as he was trying to figure out what it was and how to get it out. I asked him if he was brave enough to go get it with a plastic bag. He said he was and Cyan piped up with "I AM GOING TOO!!" They started getting dressed up to go under the house to retrieve the dead critter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sweet unique girl... I don't know a girl alive that would &lt;em&gt;volunteer&lt;/em&gt; for large dead rodent removal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That gets cleaned up and the kids come back, announcing that the dead possum, complete with red eyes, was actually a HUGE PEICE OF DRYER FLUFF! Panic evaded, we decided to put the house back together and get on with our day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-687452747813797985?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/687452747813797985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=687452747813797985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/687452747813797985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/687452747813797985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/06/adventures-of-june-28th-day-in-life-of.html' title='Adventures of June 28th ~ A day in the life of Val and Sarah and all the kids... Or maybe not.'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-779113393210494964</id><published>2007-06-27T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:29:32.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worried about reading?  Uh, no... why do you ask?</title><content type='html'>Cyan was getting me Logan's clothes yesterday and she pulled out a blue striped pair of pants... she says "Look mama!  This one has dark blue, light blue, teal, and aquamarine stripes on it!"  Alex says "That is more of a green than an aquamarine" she replies "Yes, but aquamarine IS blue and green silly!  It's like when you mix teal and green together.  And periwinkle is when you mix teal and blue together... see?"  I just sat there with my mouth open.  She can only recognize 20 out of 24 letters on sight in the alphabet, but for some strange reason I am not worried.  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-779113393210494964?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/779113393210494964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=779113393210494964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/779113393210494964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/779113393210494964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/06/worried-about-reading-uh-no-why-do-you.html' title='Worried about reading?  Uh, no... why do you ask?'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-4790039579716018698</id><published>2007-06-25T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T09:14:25.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging with the Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_6498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_6498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan is 5 mos old in this picture.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-4790039579716018698?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4790039579716018698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=4790039579716018698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4790039579716018698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4790039579716018698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/06/hanging-with-dad.html' title='Hanging with the Dad'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/th_IMG_6498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-7788814437375767239</id><published>2007-06-19T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:36:43.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_6395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_6395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Logan will be 5 mos old this Friday... can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is starting to crawl backwards, starting to play, and starting to eat real meals everyday. It is just incredible how fast they grow at this age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to laugh, and he smiles at everyone. When I first pick him up after a nap or something I give him kisses and he will grab my face and "kiss" me, which means that he slobbers all over the side of my face, but I love it. It is so endearing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has the most amazing expressions. His eye brows set the tone for his face and they can make him have any expression that a grown person can have. It reminds me very much of the baby that plays Elora Dannon in Willow. She had the most amazing expressions and I remember saying that she couldn't have possibly been as young as she was in the movie. And now I have a baby that can do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is SO sweet, but a bit of an attention hog. He will screech at you if you do not see him and he esp likes screeching at me. Most of the time it is super sweet now (except at 3 in the morning) but I can just imagine being upset about it at a grocery store when he is 2. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is happiest when he is in someones arms or in the sling. He likes to look and touch and hold everything. Cyan and Alex were not this curious at this age, but it didn't take long, so I am guessing he is just a bit ahead of the game. We are about to start baby proofing... amazing that we will need to so soon, but with him already crawling backwards, it won't be long before he figures it out and is totally mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves toys. He has a few that I collected from since before he was born, and he will play with all of them. His favorites are his teething ring doll and the two in the pictures above (his string and block shape thingy, and his baby Einstein classical music and light up toy).Has a great sense of himself and what he wants, he always goes to sleep pretty easy as long as I don't keep him from his schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-7788814437375767239?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7788814437375767239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=7788814437375767239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7788814437375767239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7788814437375767239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/06/logan-will-be-5-mos-old-this-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/th_IMG_6395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-5980821409919887988</id><published>2007-06-13T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T13:41:03.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our critters:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having chickens has been a huge experience for my city kids. As the chickens get older they have turned from the sweet little puffballs that they want to hold all the time to squalking stinky ugly adolecent birds that they still have to take care of. Big lesson there. ;) They still do take care of them without complaint, and now that they are outside everyone is enjoying them a bit more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one below is by far and away the most unique of our small flock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Violet:&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_5858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_5858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is Violet at 5 wks old. Finally outside. :) YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_6354.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here are all the girls:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_6345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My daughter, we call her 'the one who speaks to animals':&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Hey Taio! Look what I have!"&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_6287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_6287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" Yeah. Lunch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_6290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_6290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-5980821409919887988?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5980821409919887988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=5980821409919887988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5980821409919887988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5980821409919887988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-critters.html' title='Our critters:'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/th_IMG_5858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-8821130267359488088</id><published>2007-06-05T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T16:44:02.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I grew these!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_6279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_6279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are peas here and cilantro at the bottom.   The rest is moms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_6281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_6281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-8821130267359488088?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8821130267359488088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=8821130267359488088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8821130267359488088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8821130267359488088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-grew-these.html' title='I grew these!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/th_IMG_6279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-2534128780541564114</id><published>2007-06-01T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T12:21:29.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Hair Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just some clippers, some corn syrup, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some food coloring, fake flowers, paper, scissors... and voila!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have some seriously crazy hair for the schools Crazy Hair Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Green Beehive Rose Garden:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Checker Board:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-2534128780541564114?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2534128780541564114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=2534128780541564114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2534128780541564114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2534128780541564114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/06/crazy-hair-day.html' title='Crazy Hair Day!!!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-4194340828529927699</id><published>2007-05-30T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T09:11:05.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you see what I see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are pictures from our trip to the Zoo on the 29th of May.  We found all sorts of things that wern't on the list. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you see what we see??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_6210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-4194340828529927699?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4194340828529927699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=4194340828529927699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4194340828529927699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4194340828529927699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/05/do-you-see-what-i-see.html' title='Do you see what I see?'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-8805208164077727188</id><published>2007-05-25T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T19:16:02.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We found our toes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_6085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_6085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logan is 4 months old! Can you beleive it!?! And for his monthly birthday he decided it was a good time to find out what his toes tasted like. He has spent the last three days tasting them in all forms. Yes, he removes his socks first. lol... SO CUTE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_6093.jpg" border="0" /&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/8655758981084312531-8805208164077727188?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8805208164077727188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=8805208164077727188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8805208164077727188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8805208164077727188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-found-our-toes.html' title='We found our toes...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/th_IMG_6085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-7599000766447344352</id><published>2007-05-16T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T16:55:23.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently Logan was dirty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I laid Logan down and went to get dipes... and when I came back this was what I saw... Logan had rolled at least twice to get to the cat, but Taio seemed fine with that... in fact, the baby needed a good cleaning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yes... We have a huge cat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-7599000766447344352?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7599000766447344352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=7599000766447344352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7599000766447344352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7599000766447344352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/05/apparently-logan-was-dirty.html' title='Apparently Logan was dirty'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/th_IMG_5961.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-4092643051553852182</id><published>2007-05-10T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:23:51.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet our new babies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_5870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_5870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Introducing (Starting at the top right and going counter clockwise) Sage, Lilly, Clover, Rose, Iris, and Violet. They are our new baby chicks. We got them today. Sage is mine (Alex) Rose is Cyan's, and all the others are our family's. They are laying hens, they will lay eggs for two years and when they are done, some people keep them as pets, but we are not sure what we are going to do. We like them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_5858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_5858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Cyan holding Violet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_5856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_5856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is an Aracona chicken. Violet and Iris are Araconas, Lilly and Rose are Rhode Island Reds, and Sage and Clover are Golden Sex Links. When they are bigger they will run around the yard and pick bugs out of mom's garden, and they will also make great manure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/IMG_5885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I am holding Sage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-4092643051553852182?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4092643051553852182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=4092643051553852182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4092643051553852182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4092643051553852182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/05/meet-our-new-babies.html' title='Meet our new babies...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Chicken%20pictures/th_IMG_5870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-6729453616979589760</id><published>2007-05-08T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:05:49.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking at the farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_5778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_5778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a trip to the local dairy farm and cider mill.  I take trips there all year for our milk, apple juice, eggs, and a few fresh produce items that don't grow in my garden and the kids love to come with me.  It is a wonderful place to go, especially in spring. Babies everywhere. This winter we had a series of big storms, taking out a bunch of trees in our area... this was one that was next to the pig pen. They have since rebuilt the pen and gotten a new little potbellied pig who is compeltely adorable, but this stump was apparently very tempting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are just a few of the other babies (I actually didn't get a picture of the pig... them on the tree was just too good of a shot... I completely forgot about our little pork friend.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Pictures%20with%20Friends/IMG_5810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Pictures%20with%20Friends/IMG_5819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Pictures%20with%20Friends/IMG_5782-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And by far and away the sweetest picture all day. Alex was SO excited my Baby Bjorn got small enough for him to wear Logan. Alex has been a wonderful canidate for any woman his entire life. He just is one of the nicest people, high energy, enjoys domestic chores and likes pleasing people. Add to the list now comes a great attachment brother... and he will be a hard one to pass up in his twenties. :) He will be one wonderful catch for some lady... I just hope she is worthy of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Pictures%20with%20Friends/IMG_5785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friend got Cyan a tadpole... so we were looking over the duck pond at the farm for frogs, and low and behold, we found three! Here is a picture of one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Pictures%20with%20Friends/IMG_5829.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I wonder what our tadpole will look like when he grows up?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-6729453616979589760?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6729453616979589760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=6729453616979589760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6729453616979589760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6729453616979589760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/05/thinking-at-farm.html' title='Thinking at the farm'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Pictures%20with%20Friends/th_IMG_5810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-7713960267027508032</id><published>2007-05-01T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:12:11.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping dad mow the lawn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aside from the dust in his eyes, Logan loved helping dad mow the lawn. He was so cute! Just hanging out on Don's back as the lawn got shorter and I weedwacked the front yard (something he couldn't be on me for, not safe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves his hands now... pulls everything to his mouth.  Wants to grab things... likes to hold on to my hair.  It is SO sweet... being able to get his hands are still new, so he gets really really excited about it.  :) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5717.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is sweet Logan on his 3 month birthday.  He is starting to roll, and getting preferances, and starting to get tastes of food.  Growing so big.  :)  My sweet baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-7713960267027508032?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7713960267027508032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=7713960267027508032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7713960267027508032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7713960267027508032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/05/helping-dad-mow-lawn.html' title='Helping dad mow the lawn...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/th_IMG_5729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-6994534534718109293</id><published>2007-04-05T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T09:36:44.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyan funnies again:</title><content type='html'>Cyan and Alex were sitting in the back seat of the car playing their favorite game "Elemental Formers". This is half something they saw and half something they made up together and each "former" takes a power and they run with it. They draw them, color them, imagine them, etc... They were picking powers and Alex was saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And this one has the power of FIRE!!!!! And then this one has the power of AIR!!" with all the dramatic boy sound effects included. "Over here is where they keep their ignition fire starter thingy... &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; their air blower. And when people attack them, they can burn them up or they can BLOW THEM AWAY! &lt;em&gt;Wooooooooosh!&lt;/em&gt;" closing the side compartment in the back of the van a little too hard, and then pointing at the pocket in the back of the seat: "And in this pocket is their darts... they are poison... don't touch! Then over here is where they are spending their time making potions and creating new formers! Yeah! &lt;em&gt;Booooing, bing booooooong&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cyan pipes up with: "and over here in this one is where they keep their arts and crafts!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And listening from the front seat I think: 'Yep... still a girl.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-6994534534718109293?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6994534534718109293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=6994534534718109293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6994534534718109293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6994534534718109293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/04/cyan-funnies-again.html' title='Cyan funnies again:'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-1088957057698129499</id><published>2007-04-03T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T09:41:08.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/w3owGAC0ApE' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/w3owGAC0ApE'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a test video of Logan and the kids trying to make him laugh.  lol...  Alex was taking this video.  He was very proud.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-1088957057698129499?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1088957057698129499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=1088957057698129499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1088957057698129499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1088957057698129499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/04/logan-smiles.html' title='Logan&amp;#39;s smiles'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-791508945190949735</id><published>2007-03-30T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T09:29:02.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new thereory by my 5 year old about extinction.</title><content type='html'>My dd was sitting a the table at the end of dinner and we were getting ready to watch Harry Potter #4 and she pipes up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And then Voldamort went back, and there were hundreds of them and then he killed them all with "Avada Kadavera"." completely matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What honey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The dinosaurs. Voldamort killed them all... the strongest wizard in the world. That's why they arn't here anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!! She can be SO cute sometimes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-791508945190949735?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/791508945190949735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=791508945190949735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/791508945190949735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/791508945190949735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-thereory-by-my-5-year-old-about.html' title='A new thereory by my 5 year old about extinction.'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-8662353298978641458</id><published>2007-03-29T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T08:42:17.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's fun with K'NEX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom's cousin Karen got me these K'NEX for a late Christmas present. And I love them so much! &lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_5313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_5313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made a motorcycle that I put my dog Nunook on. It looks really cool. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_5340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I made a picture frame and I put a picture of the burnt mountain called Dewey Hill that they set fireworks off of and burned lots of the trees. I can hang the picture frame by the top, or put it on a desk (which is really cool) and I can also change the picture in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-8662353298978641458?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/8662353298978641458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=8662353298978641458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8662353298978641458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/8662353298978641458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/alexs-fun-with-knex.html' title='Alex&apos;s fun with K&apos;NEX'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/th_IMG_5313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-6658913799466883597</id><published>2007-03-25T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T12:00:22.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daddy Daughter Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was SO proud! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-6658913799466883597?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6658913799466883597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=6658913799466883597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6658913799466883597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6658913799466883597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/daddy-daughter-dance.html' title='The Daddy Daughter Dance'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/th_IMG_5240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-6512746427970273465</id><published>2007-03-24T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T09:36:30.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Student of the Month!</title><content type='html'>This was the first time I was student of the Month! it was relly happy but also embarrassed.  Its cool that I was student of the month because I got picked more than once in heads up 7up.  I also got a pensile that said " PGS student of the Month".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-6512746427970273465?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/6512746427970273465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=6512746427970273465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6512746427970273465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/6512746427970273465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/student-of-month.html' title='Student of the Month!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-1883738639179944559</id><published>2007-03-23T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T16:06:27.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinewood Derby Car Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_5226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_5226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my car for the pinewood derby race. We made a Limo with nails on top. It was super cool looking. The car sucked though, it lost every time. My friend Logan (yes that is my brothers name too) won all three races we ran together. Too bad my car sucked. I will get a better one next year. It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there was nothing on it after the races were done, we played at racing on the track that was left up and I won three races with out anything on my car (no nails or weights).  I was really excited that I won three times after the race, but was upset that my car didn't win any of the races like last year.  Last year I was third out of my troop with my car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-1883738639179944559?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1883738639179944559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=1883738639179944559&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1883738639179944559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1883738639179944559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/pinewood-derby-car-race.html' title='Pinewood Derby Car Race'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/th_IMG_5226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-5905330390714775976</id><published>2007-03-22T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T15:30:35.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Cyan ditties...</title><content type='html'>Cyan started talking very early. She said Dada at 7 mos (which isn't that uncommon) and then proceeded to say kitty-cat (titty tat) at 8 mos, and just kept going from there. Over the years the girl has said many things that make you sit back and wonder where she got her adult vocabulary with this tiny voice and this little lisp. Lately she has been singing. Singing a lot. She loves to make up songs for Logan, loves to sing about what she is doing... she even sometimes sings herself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things she has said over the years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;June 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked into Sarah's house one morning and Cyan pipes up with "guess what!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah says sweetly "What Cyan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyan: "We're going to get our very own &lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt; for Christmas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 2006:&lt;br /&gt;Don is getting Cyan out of the bath. My stringy and stretchy unmentionables hanging to dry on the towel rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyan says: "Whats that?" pointing at a thong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don says: "Mom's underwear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyan: "Hmmm... doesn't look like much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyan is sitting in her room, getting her shoes on to go to lunch when she lets out this huge belch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don, shocked of course, says "What do you say??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyan says "Excuse me." and giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don says to her "Cyan, really, you do not need to burb with your mouth open like that. What Princess would belch like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyan, completely matter of fact: "Fiona."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don stands there, dumbfounded.... because of course, Princess Fiona &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; belch like that. lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-5905330390714775976?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5905330390714775976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=5905330390714775976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5905330390714775976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5905330390714775976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-cyan-ditties.html' title='Some Cyan ditties...'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-5355580424445910187</id><published>2007-03-21T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:04:08.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Logan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is some of Logans first acheivments... SMILES!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/IMG_5199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8655758981084312531-5355580424445910187?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/5355580424445910187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=5355580424445910187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5355580424445910187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/5355580424445910187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/baby-logan.html' title='Baby Logan'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Logan%20pictures/th_IMG_5196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-2135504604676030351</id><published>2007-03-21T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T15:59:39.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's MI Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/AlexStateFair2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/AlexStateFair2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On March 2, 2007 I presented my State Fair Report. It was on Michigan. I had some extra stuff that my dad sent me (he lives there) and I got an A+ on it. My teacher added the + because I did such a good job. I got one of the highest grades in my class. Some of the other kids also got A+. I learned that Michigans capital was Detroit and now is Lansing. I also learned Michigan state flower is the Apple Blossom, the bird is the Robin, and the tree is the Winter Pine. I also learned about Rosie the Riveter was a icon that stood for women at work while the men were at war, and also that Henry Ford was the man who used the assembly line for Model T cars for the first time. The Detriot Zoo was the first zoo to have cage-less open exhibits in America. MI also has the only floating post office in the country. It is called the J.W. Westcott II. The last thing I learned was that four flags have flown over the land that is now Michigan. The French, Spanish, English, and United States.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-2135504604676030351?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/2135504604676030351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=2135504604676030351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2135504604676030351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/2135504604676030351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/alexs-mi-project.html' title='Alex&apos;s MI Project'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/th_AlexStateFair2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-4959575534884585268</id><published>2007-03-21T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T13:46:28.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Cyan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_4288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/IMG_4288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See what I did? I made a picture entitled "Alex, Mommy, Baby, and Me" last Novemeber. Mama loved it, so she said she would put it on here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8655758981084312531-4959575534884585268?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/4959575534884585268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=4959575534884585268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4959575534884585268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/4959575534884585268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/by-cyan.html' title='By Cyan'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-7377189531200201930</id><published>2007-03-05T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:12:50.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look whats missing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost a tooth! I lost it, but then I swallowed it when I was eating an apple. Mama said it would be ok to write a note to the tooth fairy instead of putting my tooth under my pillow. So this is what we wrote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Tooth Fairy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry tooth fairy, today was a happy but sad day because my tooth fell out, but then I ate it on accident while eating an apple. So toothfairy, you are very beautiful and I want to know if you are a real fairy. I am so glad my tooth finally came out! But sorry I ate it because I didn't know it was gone, but would you still leave me a treat tooth fairy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love Cyan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_5080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-7377189531200201930?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7377189531200201930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=7377189531200201930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7377189531200201930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7377189531200201930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/look-whats-missing.html' title='Look whats missing!'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/th_IMG_5076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-7568579493998875265</id><published>2007-01-16T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:09:51.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More fun in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_4433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_4433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the snow girl mama and I made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is going to have a baby any day now and I will have a little brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_4428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_4428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8655758981084312531-7568579493998875265?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7568579493998875265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=7568579493998875265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7568579493998875265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7568579493998875265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-fun-in-snow.html' title='More fun in the snow'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/th_IMG_4433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-7276620472176450665</id><published>2006-11-27T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:00:27.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun wait for a late bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_4189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_4189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_4247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_4250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_4250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_4223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-7276620472176450665?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/7276620472176450665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=7276620472176450665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7276620472176450665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/7276620472176450665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2007/03/fun-wait-for-late-bus.html' title='A fun wait for a late bus'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/th_IMG_4189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-1258355070492674476</id><published>2006-09-21T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:16:59.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyan's First day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_3246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_3246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A healthy breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_3250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_3250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready with her new backpack and favorite dress. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_3251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting on the bus.  Alex being very sweet not to butt in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/IMG_3253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waving by to Mama!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8655758981084312531-1258355070492674476?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1258355070492674476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=1258355070492674476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1258355070492674476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1258355070492674476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2006/09/cyans-first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Cyan&apos;s First day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Cyan%20pictures/th_IMG_3246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655758981084312531.post-1770643183008686372</id><published>2006-07-12T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:02:29.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I can do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_1889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/IMG_1889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8655758981084312531-1770643183008686372?l=goddesskids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/feeds/1770643183008686372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655758981084312531&amp;postID=1770643183008686372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1770643183008686372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655758981084312531/posts/default/1770643183008686372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddesskids.blogspot.com/2006/07/look-what-i-can-do.html' title='Look what I can do?'/><author><name>Alex, or Cyan, or Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10247152319784680879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/bluerosemama/Alex%20Pictures/th_IMG_1889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
