tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-256388632024-03-13T12:10:57.114-05:00KNAPPFAMLindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.comBlogger298125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-29445090637926877522010-10-05T11:06:00.004-05:002010-10-05T16:41:39.684-05:00Isn't she lovely....<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtSuaKtZnI/AAAAAAAACA4/YhCzwXfYveQ/s1600/fall+2010+125.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524600325151745650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtSuaKtZnI/AAAAAAAACA4/YhCzwXfYveQ/s320/fall+2010+125.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtSuGd_LNI/AAAAAAAACAw/aj1xk3lvRBg/s1600/fall+2010+116.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524600319863893202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtSuGd_LNI/AAAAAAAACAw/aj1xk3lvRBg/s320/fall+2010+116.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtStjmCDOI/AAAAAAAACAo/iCT_WzgRKEs/s1600/fall+2010+108.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524600310502395106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtStjmCDOI/AAAAAAAACAo/iCT_WzgRKEs/s320/fall+2010+108.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtStBMM-4I/AAAAAAAACAY/YCB3ICE3Y3g/s1600/fall+2010+094.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524600301267254146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtStBMM-4I/AAAAAAAACAY/YCB3ICE3Y3g/s320/fall+2010+094.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtRmrJkdcI/AAAAAAAACAQ/f6e79x_Xmuw/s1600/fall+2010+092.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524599092759786946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtRmrJkdcI/AAAAAAAACAQ/f6e79x_Xmuw/s320/fall+2010+092.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtRmXMIvxI/AAAAAAAACAI/rDILuDgX97A/s1600/fall+2010+083.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524599087401844498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtRmXMIvxI/AAAAAAAACAI/rDILuDgX97A/s320/fall+2010+083.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtRmMnZcjI/AAAAAAAACAA/DimdrXdlLRw/s1600/fall+2010+076.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524599084563395122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtRmMnZcjI/AAAAAAAACAA/DimdrXdlLRw/s320/fall+2010+076.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtRl9bcu9I/AAAAAAAAB_w/jScB7EelTvY/s1600/fall+2010+053.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524599080486747090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TKtRl9bcu9I/AAAAAAAAB_w/jScB7EelTvY/s320/fall+2010+053.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Eve has lived and breathed and moved and had her being here on this side of heaven for over 377 days. She is sprouting new feathers of hair on her head, taking 7 steps at a time, clapping, praising herself, shouting "I didit!", laughing, taking interest in baby-dolls and eating cheese stix. She Loooooooves music and dancing and eating legos. (who doesn't!?) jk, mom. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>She is also the muse for my attempt to make children's clothing: Eve. In such a short time, you are *so* much to us. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-67447947984466584952010-09-02T14:52:00.003-05:002010-09-02T15:15:26.741-05:00So looooong Suckers!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TIADRqqt07I/AAAAAAAAB_o/e6f0JhBRq8w/s1600/042.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512409545947599794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TIADRqqt07I/AAAAAAAAB_o/e6f0JhBRq8w/s320/042.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TIADRM3buhI/AAAAAAAAB_g/62AzE1A9fjs/s1600/043.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512409537947875858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TIADRM3buhI/AAAAAAAAB_g/62AzE1A9fjs/s320/043.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TIADQu6QwwI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/S6p3b_ALgNY/s1600/045.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512409529906676482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TIADQu6QwwI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/S6p3b_ALgNY/s320/045.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>So, our oldest son, Jackson- (age 5) started Kindergarten this year. Like any mother I felt a certain level of responsibility to walk him thru all the emotions that might come with such a huge transition. I would find myself probing for emotions leading up to the actual day; I'd say things like :"So, ... how are feeling about school?..." Jack: "Good." Period. The end. Nothing further. And I didn't want to MAKE UP emotions for him to feel, ... I just wanted to help him process them.</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Well, the day DID come- and Jackson looked ready: Lunchbox, back-pack, clean outfit, new socks, and some shiney Iron man velcro shoes. (I was pining for the blue canvas LEVI sneakers- but Iron Man won out, ... ) </div><br /><br /><div>Brian was gearing up the car to take him the 14 minute drive across town, and I wanted one last hug- which Jack obliged. I sat on the couch waving as he walked out the backdoor, ... then in one last swoop - he opened the door, gave an exaggerated-hearty wave and shouted: "SO LOOOOONG SUCKERS!!!" and quickly vanished. </div><br /><div>I laughed so hard I almost left a wet spot on the couch. Here I am, prepared to comfort a sullen child- ,... not once did I really prepare myself for the kid who takes it by the horns. That's our Jack- taking life by the horns.</div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-57743780220565123592010-09-02T10:56:00.003-05:002010-09-02T11:27:07.587-05:00Bigger Pictures<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_P1cbz0_I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/2JfwSC8pgUs/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512352985997628402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_P1cbz0_I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/2JfwSC8pgUs/s320/013.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_P0VHqSsI/AAAAAAAAB_I/RfwfT6QJfDQ/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512352966854200002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_P0VHqSsI/AAAAAAAAB_I/RfwfT6QJfDQ/s320/011.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_Pz5pclHI/AAAAAAAAB_A/tJNpoW9-X4A/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512352959479714930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_Pz5pclHI/AAAAAAAAB_A/tJNpoW9-X4A/s320/009.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_PzUkpg8I/AAAAAAAAB-4/jbFftxpI3aI/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512352949527479234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_PzUkpg8I/AAAAAAAAB-4/jbFftxpI3aI/s320/005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_PzGjo2nI/AAAAAAAAB-w/JmxUDMoAHqU/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512352945765145202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TH_PzGjo2nI/AAAAAAAAB-w/JmxUDMoAHqU/s320/002.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Had the Bigger Munchkins pay us a visit while in town recently. Man, alive. Love those kids- sweet enough to eat!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-3504368767304246242010-08-16T13:41:00.003-05:002010-08-16T14:13:18.062-05:00barrettesYep. She's sporting a barrette. How can one little peice of metal transform an infant into a little girl with a peachy face!? Oh, ... eve. Ohhhhhh. Eve. <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TGmNcU9zbUI/AAAAAAAAB-g/zePN50b1qN4/s1600/mj%27shouse+002.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TGmGpfU59SI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/doqt0zsygdg/s1600/mj%27shouse+007.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506080066779084066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TGmGpfU59SI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/doqt0zsygdg/s320/mj%27shouse+007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-63479079356938191692010-08-05T07:10:00.004-05:002010-08-05T07:38:01.440-05:00summer kiddie pics- for grandpa and grandma knappThe sun found all our kids this summer; Jack and Em running against the wind with moppy, beachy, sun-scorched hair, and Ryland recently shorn (from certain "pedro" syndrome) Eve sported her first barrette, and her first bathingsuit.<br />Jackson has found his boyancy working to his advantage in the pool as he has learned to swim, dive, float and rage around like a shark in the water. Emerson is well on his way - close behind- ready to take on the world of water. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu8Xh5ufI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/ciTUo9Hyx8E/s1600/summer2010+292.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501902246918076914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu8Xh5ufI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/ciTUo9Hyx8E/s320/summer2010+292.JPG" /></a><br />Ryland now has a healthy fear of water (no holds-bar for him in any type of adventure) but after stepping into the deep end of the pool a couple of times and being snatched out (very immediately) I think he's done the math- and frequents the shallow end now. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu7_hDsvI/AAAAAAAAB-I/sfukb4lHwz8/s1600/summer2010+329.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501902240472085234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu7_hDsvI/AAAAAAAAB-I/sfukb4lHwz8/s320/summer2010+329.JPG" /></a> Eve is amazing. period.<br />We had a blast on the river in WV- canoeing , kayaking, swimming, building sandcastles, playing with dogs, throwing sticks, roasting marshmallows, -<br /><div>Now - just settling in. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu7lYv4jI/AAAAAAAAB-A/yqd4WwWmFrw/s1600/summer2010+306.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501902233457910322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu7lYv4jI/AAAAAAAAB-A/yqd4WwWmFrw/s320/summer2010+306.JPG" /></a>love you.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu7A66CjI/AAAAAAAAB94/9T1vI_zAvTY/s1600/summer2010+226.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501902223669070386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu7A66CjI/AAAAAAAAB94/9T1vI_zAvTY/s320/summer2010+226.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu62Ya87I/AAAAAAAAB9w/3m0R8hQ3dPM/s1600/summer2010+257.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501902220840072114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqu62Ya87I/AAAAAAAAB9w/3m0R8hQ3dPM/s320/summer2010+257.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqsRYJyBOI/AAAAAAAAB9o/UmsTMYF0WbU/s1600/summer2010+243.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqsRGyyVCI/AAAAAAAAB9g/KHqS3VlO7hA/s1600/summer2010+213.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501899304667862050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqsRGyyVCI/AAAAAAAAB9g/KHqS3VlO7hA/s320/summer2010+213.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqsQ-PejRI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/AOPLKFjP_lE/s1600/summer2010+178.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501899302372281618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqsQ-PejRI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/AOPLKFjP_lE/s320/summer2010+178.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqsQYUqcSI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/4zx2pC8YRPU/s1600/summer2010+168.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501899292193485090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqsQYUqcSI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/4zx2pC8YRPU/s320/summer2010+168.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqsQGM9VnI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Fn2HZHegIs8/s1600/summer2010+143.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501899287329330802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/TFqsQGM9VnI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Fn2HZHegIs8/s320/summer2010+143.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-40496147793274959872010-04-20T22:25:00.003-05:002010-04-20T22:57:14.568-05:00Trying our hand at...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S853hPKT0JI/AAAAAAAAB9A/ZIHpmkixoGI/s1600/April+mid+2010+048.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462434810936152210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S853hPKT0JI/AAAAAAAAB9A/ZIHpmkixoGI/s200/April+mid+2010+048.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S853gs82pGI/AAAAAAAAB84/w4UKCVDW-XQ/s1600/April+mid+2010+042.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462434801752908898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S853gs82pGI/AAAAAAAAB84/w4UKCVDW-XQ/s200/April+mid+2010+042.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S853gBu7UfI/AAAAAAAAB8w/6VUixr7LlUI/s1600/April+mid+2010+039.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462434790151770610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S853gBu7UfI/AAAAAAAAB8w/6VUixr7LlUI/s200/April+mid+2010+039.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S85yTeGs4NI/AAAAAAAAB8o/sfpBtcC9TxM/s1600/april+2010+012.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462429076871241938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S85yTeGs4NI/AAAAAAAAB8o/sfpBtcC9TxM/s200/april+2010+012.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S85yTPUkq4I/AAAAAAAAB8g/27AcUx9_f8o/s1600/april+2010+006.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462429072902892418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S85yTPUkq4I/AAAAAAAAB8g/27AcUx9_f8o/s200/april+2010+006.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S85ySuSUpSI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/l8kBe6Yabcc/s1600/april+2010+001.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462429064035083554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S85ySuSUpSI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/l8kBe6Yabcc/s200/april+2010+001.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>So, it's the limbo of spring, when you never know whether to wear longsleeve thermals or flippy-flops, ... so i usually just wear both.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Aside from building our "L" shaped raised bed for our vegetable, herb, and flower garden this year we've been blustering about in our basement, making "stations" for our potting, germination, and irrigation of all the seeds we've taken under wing to nurture and hopefully see grow. Still too cold outside to release them into the wild, but I *have* concocted a "potion" of sorts in preparation for keeping our squirrel friends off our beloved vegggggg. </div><br /><br /><br /><div>:1 gal H2O to 6 capfuls of Murphy's wood cleaning solution, to 2 TLBSPN Cayenne pepper. Doesn't hurt the plants and electrocutes the squirrels taste buds long enough to keep them out of the garden. Here's some before pictures (which I'm praying will be followed up with some very green and colorful "after" pictures in 10-12 weeks) </div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-29557534346376813042010-03-15T21:51:00.005-05:002010-03-15T22:05:05.489-05:00Play Room On-goings<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S57zVnmLjJI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/XGvBh89ghPo/s1600-h/March+2010+323.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449060151896804498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S57zVnmLjJI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/XGvBh89ghPo/s200/March+2010+323.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S57zVO2Xk2I/AAAAAAAAB8I/WRspwV8VuzM/s1600-h/March+2010+326.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449060145253815138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S57zVO2Xk2I/AAAAAAAAB8I/WRspwV8VuzM/s200/March+2010+326.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S57zUlPD4EI/AAAAAAAAB8A/dbD0Q_76DUI/s1600-h/March+2010+327.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449060134083092546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S57zUlPD4EI/AAAAAAAAB8A/dbD0Q_76DUI/s200/March+2010+327.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S57zUFPHyrI/AAAAAAAAB74/HV1Iy6-RCjQ/s1600-h/March+2010+328.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449060125493414578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S57zUFPHyrI/AAAAAAAAB74/HV1Iy6-RCjQ/s200/March+2010+328.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>This last week has been a paint swirling whirlwind of room face-lift extravaganza. Dustan and Betsy have thrust their stake in the ground here at our home. (almost quite literally). Sawing, cutting, scraping, gluing, painting, climbing... this may as well have been OUR very own clubhouse. After several nights of working until crazy hours (for this old bag of bones anyway) and going to bed intoxicated by paint vapors, and tripping over ladders to get there- we have nearly finished this fantasy world of a room for our kids!! Just wanted to throw some of our recent pics up on the screen so everyone we ditched to get this done feels a sense of "at least it wasn't for nothin' ..." </div><div>And now, ... everyone can come and PLAY!!!</div><div> </div><div>And if you're wondering if my kids are in their underwear.... well, yes, - they are. But it's actually their costume of choice as of late if that makes it any better. You can't show off all your bulging muscles in a shirt, and apparently you are not a true warrior unless you have bum-hugging shorts to wear while practicing moves. So- don't let the white, pastey, lanky legs and barely-there chests subtract from the world we created for these little muscles to live in. Look at the walls! Look at the TREEHOUSE!! Look at the stage!!! (complete with chalkboard paint for drawing their own backgrounds....) </div><div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-21564725425184555602010-03-02T12:56:00.004-06:002010-03-02T13:18:26.210-06:00Spit up on my sweatshirt<div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41iptX0f6I/AAAAAAAAB7o/j86LmY8bQys/s1600-h/feb2010+take+2+033.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444115993254461346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41iptX0f6I/AAAAAAAAB7o/j86LmY8bQys/s200/feb2010+take+2+033.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div>I get spit up on,... every day. Not just once a day, ... consecutively and consistently through out the day. So, I dress accordingly. I live most of my day in the scrub-dubbiest of clothes that I own, hair slung back in a ponytail, and layered shirts, so I can peel one off after it's been marked with cottage-cheese chunks. I really despise the stereo-type of "mother of four"- but I can't get around it. There's no point buying great clothes only to ruin them. So, I'm just embracing this season of bodily functions and fluids and not even glancing in the rear view mirror of trendy-days. My day will come, and a few days inbetween where I clean up real nice-like. But, ... just putting it out there; it's a pointless pressure for me to look great all the time. Blah. And if you're reading this and you have kids, ... you shouldn't either. Your day will come. Until then, enjoy all the messiness that life offers you in this season:<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41ipek55dI/AAAAAAAAB7g/eKr7F8tSMcw/s1600-h/feb2010+take+2+029.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444115989282809298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41ipek55dI/AAAAAAAAB7g/eKr7F8tSMcw/s200/feb2010+take+2+029.JPG" /></a> baking with your kids, eating what you bake with your kids, painting projects, offering a hand to your teething baby- ... just let the drool coat your arm (it's pro<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41ip5vwTDI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Pe3Kwqds4GI/s1600-h/feb2010+take+2+042.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444115996576074802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41ip5vwTDI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Pe3Kwqds4GI/s200/feb2010+take+2+042.JPG" /></a>ba<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41iozi0wpI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/3Y0nlKHFP5E/s1600-h/feb2010+take+2+012.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 147px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 83px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444115977731359378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41iozi0wpI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/3Y0nlKHFP5E/s200/feb2010+take+2+012.JPG" /></a>bly a<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41ioE7Xd9I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/DHWRxLyBa84/s1600-h/feb2010+take+2+006.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444115965217830866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S41ioE7Xd9I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/DHWRxLyBa84/s200/feb2010+take+2+006.JPG" /></a>s good for your skin as aloe)... </div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-62247733913707745642010-02-25T20:08:00.002-06:002010-02-25T20:22:52.106-06:008 Thousand Years Later....<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S4cwRLmSSEI/AAAAAAAAB7I/Xrtxv0SGN8w/s1600-h/Eve+02-10+008.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442371746429814850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S4cwRLmSSEI/AAAAAAAAB7I/Xrtxv0SGN8w/s200/Eve+02-10+008.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S4cwQlGU30I/AAAAAAAAB7A/wGbE22SzW2Q/s1600-h/Eve+02-10+004.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442371736095219522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S4cwQlGU30I/AAAAAAAAB7A/wGbE22SzW2Q/s200/Eve+02-10+004.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S4cwQGBjbkI/AAAAAAAAB64/Ay2f7Wt4z-E/s1600-h/Eve+02-10+015.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442371727753702978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/S4cwQGBjbkI/AAAAAAAAB64/Ay2f7Wt4z-E/s200/Eve+02-10+015.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>We haven't even posted since Eve's been born and she's coming up on 5months! Honestly, I scratch my head and wonder where the heck time goes, and if Time is ever polite enough to knock on my door- come into my house and stay for a spell. But He never is that polite... he's always moving, and we are forced to run alongside him.</div><br /><div>So- here's a couple of Eve's latest photos: she's sporting her latest swim-suit edition. (Can anyone see the ballet arms here!?)</div><br /><div>I'll be back. Promise. Sorry it's been 8 thousand years. </div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-71804197492638972952009-12-10T09:32:00.005-06:002009-12-10T09:54:39.531-06:00Shenanigans that really happen here<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SyEV3L110NI/AAAAAAAAB6w/qv7t0N7K5vk/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413632264891650258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SyEV3L110NI/AAAAAAAAB6w/qv7t0N7K5vk/s200/034.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SyEV2us_OfI/AAAAAAAAB6o/wPKsCqu4SSw/s1600-h/040.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413632257069890034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SyEV2us_OfI/AAAAAAAAB6o/wPKsCqu4SSw/s200/040.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SyEV2QuRYBI/AAAAAAAAB6g/a1bhzlvwCNk/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413632249022210066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SyEV2QuRYBI/AAAAAAAAB6g/a1bhzlvwCNk/s200/031.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SyEV1tt_xGI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/YXI2afLSTeE/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413632239625815138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SyEV1tt_xGI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/YXI2afLSTeE/s200/005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Turkeys are fried. Beer is brewed. Fat squirrels feast. </div><div>I never know how to go back and systematically report on all the goings-ons that have happened in sequential order. I'm not journaling daily these days and for sure not taking pictures as much as I'd like. It seems easiest to lump a bunch of events into one big hairball and throw it out there. Here's the scope as compacted as I can make it:</div><div>Brian and Dustan are brewing for the first time this year, 2 different ales and thoroughly enjoying the process of beer chores. They've joined a local home brew club (see link for sweet article) and are turning our basement into quite the workshop. We'll test the beer right around Christmas- cheers!</div><div>Brother James and g-friend Britt came out to join us for thanksgiving, along with the moores, balkcom fam #1 and balkcom fam #2 (Dustans' parents were in for a visit) AND we deep fried our bird. Yep. Right there in our incredibly flammible wood built garage. </div><div>We're in full gear holiday style. The boys - Jack and Emerson have their first christmas performance- a silent nativity scene- where Jack plays Joseph and Emerson landed a spot as a wise-man. This will be interesting. And i'll have every second on video. </div><div>My days still consist of face-painting sessions that turn regular boys into star-war heros, dish-washing, meal planning, LEGO playstation video game domination, baby-feeding, diaper changing, refereeing madness. i love it. I haven't taken up any new hobbies, although I have a P90X dream and guitar lesson wish list. Everything is beautiful in it's time.</div><div></div><div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-74827818640820328822009-11-18T09:24:00.003-06:002009-11-18T18:11:02.565-06:00Back to Life... Back to reality<div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjpAWn2WI/AAAAAAAAB6I/JTcCSv4ibU4/s1600/Nov+09+006.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555008872110434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjpAWn2WI/AAAAAAAAB6I/JTcCSv4ibU4/s200/Nov+09+006.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjois5YjI/AAAAAAAAB6A/IM8eRKAVeZI/s1600/043.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555000912470578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjois5YjI/AAAAAAAAB6A/IM8eRKAVeZI/s200/043.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjpcHy5jI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/LrdfUGmeqpg/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555016326112818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjpcHy5jI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/LrdfUGmeqpg/s200/007.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjobG-CAI/AAAAAAAAB54/ikyYfrbZRj4/s1600/028.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405554998874343426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjobG-CAI/AAAAAAAAB54/ikyYfrbZRj4/s200/028.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjnwmOZsI/AAAAAAAAB5w/zGSFFUQm514/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405554987462715074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SwRjnwmOZsI/AAAAAAAAB5w/zGSFFUQm514/s200/010.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Those are the lyrics that effortlessly float thru my head whenever I'm attempting to update over a long period of time. Truth is, we've been back in the swing of life and eating our dose of reality for quite awhile now. Life is good. Not seamless, ... but still full of a certain magical grace that keeps our feet on the ground, consistent in childrearing matters, and generally happy. Some pics- for fam. I've blanked on good stories to tell, and am honestly just trying to cross off my list "Update family blog" - so here it is. Sortof half-hearted but with good intentions. Sometimes you just need to break down the wall before anything productive comes out... so here ya go! Wall - breaking time. And what better way than will fresh photos?</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-44242558324952827832009-07-16T08:59:00.003-05:002009-07-16T09:24:38.608-05:00Ogallala-la-la-la-laaaaaa<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl830lJCZdI/AAAAAAAAB5o/tI4a23yQzvI/s1600-h/084.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359063458056922578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl830lJCZdI/AAAAAAAAB5o/tI4a23yQzvI/s200/084.JPG" /></a><br /><div>A few pics from our trip out west to visit G'ma and G'pa Knapp over the 4th of July. We loaded up on black-cats, snap-dragons, tanks, rainbow something rather, and parachute firecrackers....</div><br /><div>Had a blast soaking in the revived Lake Mac, boating, drinking in the night-life of ogallala (Ice Age 3 featured at the downtown movie theater) and watching the boys enjoy our days spent in Nebraska. <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl80iUnCQGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/0blTwYPkg1U/s1600-h/073.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359059845846810722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl80iUnCQGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/0blTwYPkg1U/s200/073.JPG" /></a> Jackson, per usual, made friends everywhere he went, - but kept forgetting their names and reverted to calling everyone "Jeffrey"???? We don't even know a Jeffrey.<br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl80hmU4GrI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/c6ZaeFA0Vl4/s1600-h/038.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359059833422617266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl80hmU4GrI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/c6ZaeFA0Vl4/s200/038.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl80hbShNNI/AAAAAAAAB5I/Jfk-nvH6FvE/s1600-h/036.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359059830459938002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl80hbShNNI/AAAAAAAAB5I/Jfk-nvH6FvE/s200/036.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl80gzRBqgI/AAAAAAAAB5A/fiTln6xMCSs/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359059819716258306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sl80gzRBqgI/AAAAAAAAB5A/fiTln6xMCSs/s200/026.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-23373052314040737342009-06-11T13:28:00.003-05:002009-06-11T13:37:58.518-05:00Before and AfterPS- for those who don't know... we went from the thrown up babyshower colors to more subtle earth tones. Check out the change.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFObrnRF-I/AAAAAAAAB44/gEh5y_9jXjE/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346140470136346594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFObrnRF-I/AAAAAAAAB44/gEh5y_9jXjE/s200/031.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFObciyzaI/AAAAAAAAB4w/6h4Yi5JYSJE/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346140466091052450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFObciyzaI/AAAAAAAAB4w/6h4Yi5JYSJE/s200/027.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFOa82ivvI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hAbizQveqoI/s1600-h/969.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346140457583951602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFOa82ivvI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hAbizQveqoI/s200/969.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFOauD1NSI/AAAAAAAAB4g/YeRuvi-fv6o/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346140453613155618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFOauD1NSI/AAAAAAAAB4g/YeRuvi-fv6o/s200/026.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFOaak9IrI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/xVG_sO7yDMs/s1600-h/968.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346140448383378098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SjFOaak9IrI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/xVG_sO7yDMs/s200/968.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I love transformation, ... but honestly, all props to Brian for his passion to continue to improve everything he sets his hand to. And shout out to "uncle Jesse" and his crew for all their hard work and excellent customer care. </div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-18518131993011970332009-06-01T14:16:00.002-05:002009-06-01T14:21:21.133-05:00Let's go fly a kite....<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp5dZZekI/AAAAAAAAB3s/agp4Kc_H2Tw/s1600-h/035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342441125088688706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp5dZZekI/AAAAAAAAB3s/agp4Kc_H2Tw/s200/035.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp5OBsRNI/AAAAAAAAB3k/oYY1ox3iy4s/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342441120962725074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp5OBsRNI/AAAAAAAAB3k/oYY1ox3iy4s/s200/020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp41Qe4nI/AAAAAAAAB3c/TNwZXgwacR0/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342441114313876082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp41Qe4nI/AAAAAAAAB3c/TNwZXgwacR0/s200/017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Just a few photos from our Sunday afternoon for Grampa & Grandma. Thanks again, for the kite!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp4m-n7YI/AAAAAAAAB3U/-kwYeYKzZQs/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342441110480874882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp4m-n7YI/AAAAAAAAB3U/-kwYeYKzZQs/s200/015.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp4asZ1eI/AAAAAAAAB3M/5k0RTj6P4ug/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342441107183228386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiQp4asZ1eI/AAAAAAAAB3M/5k0RTj6P4ug/s200/008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-29106530557089984652009-05-30T21:37:00.000-05:002009-05-30T21:39:07.979-05:00crazies.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiHtr6_uTiI/AAAAAAAAB3E/PkDGucwZsOc/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341811971864808994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SiHtr6_uTiI/AAAAAAAAB3E/PkDGucwZsOc/s200/004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-10451697983622196312009-05-26T09:10:00.001-05:002009-05-27T21:09:38.132-05:005 things to do when your held hostage in hotel living....Just to clarify, we have been living in our home for the last two weeks- but due to the overwhelming response of deep sighing and pitiful looks I received when I told my friends that our family was being relocated to a hotel for a week, I've decided to journal our adventure and encourage anyone out there that thinks hotels with small children are the equivalent of dangling your toes over hell's flames.<br /><div><div><div>We had a blast! Don't go too upscale, or you'll be panicing the entire time- just something moderate will do the trick. Anything novel is exciting. Our kids favorite part (aside from having the pool to ourselves 24/7 was the continental breakfast room!) Jackson couldn't wait to go to sleep so that he could wake up and "have fruit loops and a bowl and milk and a spoon and a cup and juice?! PLEEEEEEase!!!???" Some itches aren't hard to scratch at all.</div></div><div>#1 Read the Dictionary - front to back. This activity held Emerson over for about 14 minutes and then I couldn't understand anything that his far superior brain was trying to communicate with me, so I took the dictionary away and burned it. jk. I didn't burn it.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sh3uv2_MbHI/AAAAAAAAB2s/0ZomEemWnYI/s1600-h/041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340687239113108594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sh3uv2_MbHI/AAAAAAAAB2s/0ZomEemWnYI/s200/041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sh3uvSUNd2I/AAAAAAAAB2k/B6TyuHfBj4U/s1600-h/024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340687229269145442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sh3uvSUNd2I/AAAAAAAAB2k/B6TyuHfBj4U/s200/024.JPG" border="0" /></a>#2 Go for a swim!- We literally swam at <em>least </em>2xs a day- and began to feel like we were parenting whales.</div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sh3wUYudfGI/AAAAAAAAB28/HLM6KJncY-k/s1600-h/047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340688966156647522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sh3wUYudfGI/AAAAAAAAB28/HLM6KJncY-k/s200/047.JPG" border="0" /></a>#3<br /><div>EAT OUT. It's not something we do often, so among getting to know what we need to work on with our kids table manners in public places, ... we stuffed our faces with food that SOMEONE ELSE made and come "home" to a room that SOMEONE ELSE cleaned.<br /></div><div>#4 <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sh3wTyx848I/AAAAAAAAB20/j9tj4zGpYQ0/s1600-h/043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340688955970741186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sh3wTyx848I/AAAAAAAAB20/j9tj4zGpYQ0/s200/043.JPG" border="0" /></a>Play-place escapes. God Love Mcdonalds for the forum that they care enough to create. What else could we have done on a rainy day? Okay, maybe a hundred things... but it served its purpose and I was thankful.</div><div> </div><div>#5 Pack picnic lunches and head to the park. ** Sorry, its getting late for this pregnant lady, and I'm running on low-wit. (In fact, I just changed the title of this post to 5 things to do from 10) I guess you all will just have to get creative. WAIT! That can be #6... Get creative.</div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-27886417868869268252009-05-26T08:35:00.005-05:002009-05-26T09:09:47.223-05:00Attempting to celebrate...<div><br /><br /><div><div><div><div>I flopped this year. I'm no idealist, but I *do* have something in my heart that really believes people should be celebrated. Birthdays seem to be the most opportune time to do that in our busy culture, .... or.... not. for. me.<br />Pregnancy and temporary relocations, the breathing in and out of company and the fact that we are too old, and our kids are too young can all justify reasons why we didn't do much this month to celebrate 3 out of 5 of the birthdays in our immediate family, but truth be told, I just don't have a handle on planning for these things yet. And I'm learning that I'm not great at "throw it together last minute" kind of stuff. Blah. So, although there were no streamers, people jumping out of cakes, or bouncy castles, here's the birthday announcements for this month. <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shvyw8iHODI/AAAAAAAAB1k/JcSm_GsXbIM/s1600-h/078.JPG"><br />Ryland David, age 1<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340128705874704434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shvyw8iHODI/AAAAAAAAB1k/JcSm_GsXbIM/s200/078.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div>First cupcake, ... first beard.<br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/ShvywgWuttI/AAAAAAAAB1c/gQxzQDdMq24/s1600-h/071.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340128698310768338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/ShvywgWuttI/AAAAAAAAB1c/gQxzQDdMq24/s200/071.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Lindsay's Birthday Celebration (age 29) at ztrocadero brunch with a stash of great people:<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv0jSh2VmI/AAAAAAAAB1s/gVoqm29tKgk/s1600-h/001.JPG"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv0j63-kRI/AAAAAAAAB10/lVTAS9tbGIk/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340130681114497298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv0j63-kRI/AAAAAAAAB10/lVTAS9tbGIk/s200/002.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv0jSh2VmI/AAAAAAAAB1s/gVoqm29tKgk/s1600-h/001.JPG"></a></div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv0jSh2VmI/AAAAAAAAB1s/gVoqm29tKgk/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340130670284265058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv0jSh2VmI/AAAAAAAAB1s/gVoqm29tKgk/s200/001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>And lastly, Brian's birthday cake which was neither made nor consumed on his birthday. (He left for business trip on the morning of his actual b-day... so we stumbled thru a celebration after he got <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3Zy8T-aI/AAAAAAAAB2E/fbQD2xhgy14/s1600-h/096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340133805721385378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3Zy8T-aI/AAAAAAAAB2E/fbQD2xhgy14/s200/096.JPG" border="0" /></a>home : <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3ZsVfHII/AAAAAAAAB18/LuadcRFXYhU/s1600-h/094.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340133803947924610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3ZsVfHII/AAAAAAAAB18/LuadcRFXYhU/s200/094.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3aVxIxKI/AAAAAAAAB2M/fBLzdh90wQY/s1600-h/097.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340133815069754530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3aVxIxKI/AAAAAAAAB2M/fBLzdh90wQY/s200/097.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3agE2f_I/AAAAAAAAB2U/wN7_l0StttY/s1600-h/098.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340133817836797938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3agE2f_I/AAAAAAAAB2U/wN7_l0StttY/s200/098.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3az3fyiI/AAAAAAAAB2c/HFEgQPfzobY/s1600-h/099.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340133823149492770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Shv3az3fyiI/AAAAAAAAB2c/HFEgQPfzobY/s200/099.JPG" border="0" /></a>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-43697550212308062652009-04-21T10:26:00.005-05:002009-04-21T11:21:35.246-05:00D&B stay at the B&B<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qXK28mjI/AAAAAAAAB1U/UuhcJVoNScQ/s1600-h/132.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327171618021874226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qXK28mjI/AAAAAAAAB1U/UuhcJVoNScQ/s200/132.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qW_SxUWI/AAAAAAAAB1M/C5gGAft8_nM/s1600-h/111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327171614917349730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qW_SxUWI/AAAAAAAAB1M/C5gGAft8_nM/s200/111.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qWgpqqdI/AAAAAAAAB1E/WT4nH8Ktsu0/s1600-h/122.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327171606691883474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qWgpqqdI/AAAAAAAAB1E/WT4nH8Ktsu0/s200/122.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qWUdmn7I/AAAAAAAAB08/Mregxp3L7hQ/s1600-h/120.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327171603420061618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qWUdmn7I/AAAAAAAAB08/Mregxp3L7hQ/s200/120.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qWOaya8I/AAAAAAAAB00/Rv8abVzhkLo/s1600-h/107.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327171601797639106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3qWOaya8I/AAAAAAAAB00/Rv8abVzhkLo/s200/107.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Our friends, Dustan and Betsy recently visited from Virginia. Even now, I've got a storm abrewin in my brain... possibly a book compiled of peoples experiences at our home B&B. Anyway, during their stay- we FINALLY made our way out to Waves, a local hole-in-the-wall joint that serves out of this world food! <a href="http://www.wavespub.com/">http://www.wavespub.com/</a></div><br /><div>IF YOU LIVE IN RACINE: You *Have* to eat here. It's the hidden glory of our city.</div><br /><div>Dustan and Brian power-washed the ENTIRE house over the course of Saturday while Besty and I dined at one of my other favorite sit-ins: Red Onion Cafe</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-87652188592142670532009-04-21T10:05:00.003-05:002009-04-21T10:25:30.867-05:00Updats<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3ig4r5ybI/AAAAAAAAB0s/OfUR3wDUQyA/s1600-h/112.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327162988849383858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3ig4r5ybI/AAAAAAAAB0s/OfUR3wDUQyA/s200/112.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ryland and Dad- possibly the 2 best looking creatures on this planet<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3igakrNAI/AAAAAAAAB0k/cSsKo-_Qz0g/s1600-h/069.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327162980766004226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3igakrNAI/AAAAAAAAB0k/cSsKo-_Qz0g/s200/069.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3if1sC17I/AAAAAAAAB0c/qEVllk6s93c/s1600-h/055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327162970864801714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3if1sC17I/AAAAAAAAB0c/qEVllk6s93c/s200/055.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Jackson and Emerson, - the best looking creatures from another planet.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3ifmpsRGI/AAAAAAAAB0U/xUdMp7RZQ3Q/s1600-h/042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327162966828401762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3ifmpsRGI/AAAAAAAAB0U/xUdMp7RZQ3Q/s200/042.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Jackson, MAYBE, has 4 pictures on record of him *not* making a weird stretched out face. This is one of them. I would save it to your computer-- may never see something like it again (well, for the next 2 years at least)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3ifeiRo-I/AAAAAAAAB0M/MyzPFtcsuj4/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327162964649812962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Se3ifeiRo-I/AAAAAAAAB0M/MyzPFtcsuj4/s200/028.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Cuteness that cannot be contained by clothing.<br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-64249758712149849782009-03-27T09:09:00.002-05:002009-03-27T09:23:44.957-05:00Community Garden 2009<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SczhYumQXSI/AAAAAAAAB0E/9CPZhI21sfs/s1600-h/gardening+with+kids.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317873074959310114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SczhYumQXSI/AAAAAAAAB0E/9CPZhI21sfs/s200/gardening+with+kids.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SczhYNVfRdI/AAAAAAAABz8/MUo1aN0HpKQ/s1600-h/wheelbarrel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317873066030613970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SczhYNVfRdI/AAAAAAAABz8/MUo1aN0HpKQ/s200/wheelbarrel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SczhYDmDoNI/AAAAAAAABz0/pxqXv3bqYVY/s1600-h/vegetable+garden.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317873063415750866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SczhYDmDoNI/AAAAAAAABz0/pxqXv3bqYVY/s200/vegetable+garden.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Our family has recently come into a great opportunity to participate in our friends community garden! I'm stoked to try my hand at canning this summer and love that we're working the dirt with other families to produce healthy, savvy veg. Jackson and Emerson have already helped me draw up plans for what they want to grow in our garden: corn, tomatoes, carrots, peas, beans, cucumbers, and strawberries... </div><br /><br /><br /><div>This is also our first opportunity to teach the boys about money and tithing and saving! We'll be helping them manage their piggy-banks as they earn their first bling by weeding, watering and caring for our garden. </div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-3052984664583378652009-03-24T11:17:00.002-05:002009-03-24T12:24:54.492-05:00Closet doors, spring breaks and baby fat.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SckI-QaQ1MI/AAAAAAAABzs/ioQjYQJafTM/s1600-h/272.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SckI91VA6FI/AAAAAAAABzk/dpNj9tYpDpk/s1600-h/274.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316790693467842642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SckI91VA6FI/AAAAAAAABzk/dpNj9tYpDpk/s200/274.JPG" border="0" /></a> Check out the color Brian painted the closet doors in my new office. It makes me want to order bubblegum icecream by the pound. James and Britt came out to catch their breath over spring break. Enjoyed 4 relaxing days of body slamming the boys, wrestling, sleeping in until 6:30 am and all the amenities of the Knapp B&B (legos under their pillows and crayons in their socks)</div><div> </div><div>All in all we had a fantastic time watching these college kids brave the big world of child-rearing. Good job guys! We miss you. <br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SckI9iDPUvI/AAAAAAAABzc/noHhxyM8_MI/s1600-h/298.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316790688293016306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SckI9iDPUvI/AAAAAAAABzc/noHhxyM8_MI/s200/298.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SckI9TqaTTI/AAAAAAAABzU/KXjkJJ-6sfY/s1600-h/316.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316790684430781746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SckI9TqaTTI/AAAAAAAABzU/KXjkJJ-6sfY/s200/316.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And this, ... well- it's just too edible to exclude. I want to chomp those shoulders to shreds.<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-15920123126778169952009-03-16T14:16:00.002-05:002009-03-16T14:19:44.508-05:00Most of you may know...<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6mO99KToI/AAAAAAAABzM/pHLQh4uJarU/s1600-h/167.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313867386423234178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6mO99KToI/AAAAAAAABzM/pHLQh4uJarU/s200/167.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>In addition to our strapping chaps: Jack, Emerson, and Ryland we are expecting baby Knapp #4!!</div><br /><div>So- good thing we have a big bath-tub??</div><br /><div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-21988883088543575252009-03-16T13:44:00.002-05:002009-03-16T14:16:20.487-05:00As of late....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6gFkzEHgI/AAAAAAAABzE/TfohEoONn1k/s1600-h/196.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313860627981409794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6gFkzEHgI/AAAAAAAABzE/TfohEoONn1k/s200/196.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.thepfister.com/index_2.asp?sourceid">http://www.thepfister.com/index_2.asp?sourceid</a>=<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6gEa9cwaI/AAAAAAAABy8/yenVpccoETw/s1600-h/206.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313860608160743842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6gEa9cwaI/AAAAAAAABy8/yenVpccoETw/s200/206.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6gDn3vj-I/AAAAAAAABy0/SHxW46HluFE/s1600-h/191.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313860594446602210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6gDn3vj-I/AAAAAAAABy0/SHxW46HluFE/s200/191.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6gDClZWOI/AAAAAAAABys/KhjHnhJ1mYE/s1600-h/167.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6gC0WBKzI/AAAAAAAAByk/htk6lv4jjCM/s1600-h/179.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313860580614941490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/Sb6gC0WBKzI/AAAAAAAAByk/htk6lv4jjCM/s200/179.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Our homegroup recently sent us away on a scavenger surprise: Overnite, all-inclusive trip!! We dined like kings, spent the evening at the Pfister Hotel in Milwaukee and enjoyed a gourmet breakfast to the symphony of snowfall outside. On top of luxury, we came home to a spic-n-span house and kids completely cared for. Check out the website of the hotel!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-16792658823402731212009-01-15T15:47:00.002-06:002009-01-15T16:17:02.037-06:00Hey Grandma and Grandpa Knapp!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wlOSR5qI/AAAAAAAABwo/P_qFqdxFBbg/s1600-h/P1040418.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291642240720037538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wlOSR5qI/AAAAAAAABwo/P_qFqdxFBbg/s200/P1040418.JPG" border="0" /></a> Jackson, sticking his face in the water and demonstrating a "float" technique.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wlX5G2hI/AAAAAAAABww/W4t78Tun25E/s1600-h/P1040420.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291642243298810386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wlX5G2hI/AAAAAAAABww/W4t78Tun25E/s200/P1040420.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Emerson- clinging to the wall.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wkw6D4nI/AAAAAAAABwg/8GEqopRoAnQ/s1600-h/P1040425.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291642232833827442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wkw6D4nI/AAAAAAAABwg/8GEqopRoAnQ/s200/P1040425.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wkbZEqFI/AAAAAAAABwY/4c1ajghbMZI/s1600-h/P1040436.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291642227058321490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wkbZEqFI/AAAAAAAABwY/4c1ajghbMZI/s200/P1040436.JPG" border="0" /></a> The boys are doing really well in their swim lessons: they've had 2 so far and Jackson is already almost floating all by himself. He is learning to concentrate and Emerson is learning to trust. Em is a bit more cautious in the water and I call it a success when I know he's been brave enough to try something new. <br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wi0jfkCI/AAAAAAAABwQ/hM2zqnwkJ6o/s1600-h/P1040410.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291642199453175842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-wi0jfkCI/AAAAAAAABwQ/hM2zqnwkJ6o/s200/P1040410.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25638863.post-32650345023878170132009-01-15T15:35:00.001-06:002009-01-15T15:47:06.944-06:00Ry-guy<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-ttcO3xrI/AAAAAAAABwI/HN4TPpEWbgw/s1600-h/P1040336.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291639083367909042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-ttcO3xrI/AAAAAAAABwI/HN4TPpEWbgw/s200/P1040336.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-ttGWK_cI/AAAAAAAABwA/OQJcFlICFg8/s1600-h/P1040328.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291639077492948418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-ttGWK_cI/AAAAAAAABwA/OQJcFlICFg8/s200/P1040328.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I love fat babies in skin-tight jammies.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-ts8wIHnI/AAAAAAAABv4/_DTzTy2rXss/s1600-h/P1040451.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291639074917457522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-ts8wIHnI/AAAAAAAABv4/_DTzTy2rXss/s200/P1040451.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-tsifq87I/AAAAAAAABvw/DZPUD4iKQxU/s1600-h/P1040445.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291639067869115314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-tsifq87I/AAAAAAAABvw/DZPUD4iKQxU/s200/P1040445.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-tsZaaiqI/AAAAAAAABvo/qZs58g1Flg4/s1600-h/P1040466.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291639065431149218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZA9zwoyBz48/SW-tsZaaiqI/AAAAAAAABvo/qZs58g1Flg4/s200/P1040466.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01431548994772896867noreply@blogger.com0