tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58180770605938791792024-03-04T20:17:20.926-08:00House of Karrs"O house of Aaron, trust in the LORD— he is your help and shield." Psalm 115:10Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-68113219093637701842012-04-04T23:00:00.007-07:002012-04-08T21:24:01.786-07:00WOW.<div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">is all I can say for how long it's been since my last post! Yikes! I was determined to keep this up, since I am openly "anti-scrap-booking". My mantra was "I'm a Blogger, not a scrapper!" Well for over a year I've been neither, so let me catch up a little:</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Aidan Michael</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 257px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727793798050201506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihm9LGskcjP4FDFrrZGDyEcjp9xboCjfl9BYxspL9TT2fhTvTgvFZA5dhALu8hkLqcFt-c_oZLIsCKiobBTsu16YjrPl9c6sVv75aEZ3HB6YVO_zb246qqwQcIanpjN47DwlqvP1F6hexA/s320/DSC_0736.JPG" /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">is our resident kindergartener, and expert on all things. He has his own special way of doing most things, and wants to be The President when he grows up so he can "write books like Dr. Seuss". He says, his first book will be titled "Pandas in Pants". He loves school, his friends, his Mimi, LEGOS, riding his bike, hiking, camping, swimming, karate, and board games. He turned 6 in December, and at 52' tall, is currently wearing a size 4 shoe. So he will be President in his spare time when not line-backing for the Cowboys. Maybe they'll be winning some games by then...</span></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">:)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Current Faves~</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Food: turkey burger</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Game: checkers</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Book: Skippyjon Jones</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Song: Blessed Be Your Name</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Place: anywhere his friends are (or Mimi or Aunt K)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Vegetable: broccoli and cucumbers tied</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">fruit: berries and pineapple</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Pass Time: Playing Angry Birds and tackling Daddy</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Nicknames: Bubba/Bubbie (Brynley and Mom), Bubsy/Little Bodie (Poppa), Mister (Mimi and K), Mikey (Daddy (?!?)), Little Papi (t-ball coach)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Quotable Quote:</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"BRYNLEY!!! It's PLAY-dough NOT EAT dough!"</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Aidan Michael, our little man-child, you are a joy to us and we love you very much! We are so proud of the hard work you are doing in school, but we are most ecstatic that you asked Jesus into your heart this year! Of all the things we could pray for you to learn and do, this is the most important. We thank God for you and your heart for Him!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Brynley Katherine</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><img style="width: 276px; height: 349px;" class="spotlight" alt="" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/419046_3208828372486_1019491080_3134650_1069668072_n.jpg" width="768" height="960" describedby="fbPhotosSnowliftCaption" busy="false" /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">If Brother is going to be the leader of the free world, Little b is gonna be it's personal assistant. This busy, sassy little lady loves to help mommy with chores like laundry, "re-organizing" cabinets and contents of drawers, :) and cleaning up "messes" with baby wipes as she sings her favorite songs over and over. She loves to pick flowers, give the dogs their treats, and can be heard fussing at them if they don't behave like gentlemen. She is happiest with crayons, sidewalk chalk, bubbles, water, and/or playdough in her hands. Incidently, all other writing tools have been assigned new homes, out this girl's reach after she walked INTO the room several times WITH ballpoint pens in hand. The permanent markers are in solitary confinement in our child-proofed knife drawer. The rock work on our fireplace thanks us... :} </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">She is fearless around bugs-a fact that backfired on me last week when she flat out full-lips KISSED an earthworm I let her hold. :P</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Brynley Kate, my busy bee! You are a light and joy in our family. You are my shadow and sidekick, and I love you for it! You were two in January, and are changing from toddler to little girl before my eyes it seems. I love to watch you color and write o's, and name your colors and letters, but what what melts me is your compassionate heart. You are convinced that a bandaid, ice, or binky will cure all people of their owies and tears. I love that you want to fix us all and make the world a better place. You make our lives a better place, and we love you!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Faves:</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Song~ "Jesus uvs me, GO AWAY, GO AWAY" (medly of Jesus Loves Me/Where is Thumbkin)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Book~ Brown Bear, Brown Bear</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Show~ "Jesus Show" ("The Very First Noel")</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Food~ Pasta</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Fruit~ peaches</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Vegetable: none (we are working on this...)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Pass Time: Playing in the bathroom sink</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Nicknames: B, BB, BK, Bree, Sister-Girl, Miss Priss, Sassy McFrassy (Mommy), Bird (Daddy)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Quotable Quote: </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Mom: Brynley, do you want some pasta?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Brynley: Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">:)</span></div><div align="left"> </div></div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-72811596536001563732011-01-26T08:00:00.000-08:002011-01-26T21:49:52.413-08:00A Year Ago Today<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDERikvw1sKRZpvPdLdwWGri23dCbZW1Fy4mRN2dnzkeJKUwO4NI-yk0pbiukYK6uHqBPrvvHcCW0ALNkpOIwBYbIH2PmWUhEP0ijobZp3jcgY1DOcOOCYtGE2eKbck1ULTjpL7bK3qQ6L/s1600/CSC_0041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566524828910907362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDERikvw1sKRZpvPdLdwWGri23dCbZW1Fy4mRN2dnzkeJKUwO4NI-yk0pbiukYK6uHqBPrvvHcCW0ALNkpOIwBYbIH2PmWUhEP0ijobZp3jcgY1DOcOOCYtGE2eKbck1ULTjpL7bK3qQ6L/s400/CSC_0041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ9hiEGcFezLkqGdRKevqzgDnQ0n_-0myVx4bI3JcKDcG9RgBD-VTP8KvsvPS1oh9HOicA_Tz7iE5HkkoFEmn2UDJYZuZItsDZ5L3rrDbJjTYXIgvciDynPyTV1CMdLLw5cxjlcQ0yzGmu/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566524834546306162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ9hiEGcFezLkqGdRKevqzgDnQ0n_-0myVx4bI3JcKDcG9RgBD-VTP8KvsvPS1oh9HOicA_Tz7iE5HkkoFEmn2UDJYZuZItsDZ5L3rrDbJjTYXIgvciDynPyTV1CMdLLw5cxjlcQ0yzGmu/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiddJjpj_xwxrNwFywAJQp2nM0C6KbkbQ6MfEAVe_iC3MaBBRFiEDhDxES7lg7xK5eYkEpyU-ms3i9pcu5FzpsnkfbrrFdfkMJBF8KPVZUcMjs9eoo-8VTn-9q4LzyvK6Cp9IumAiZ6zKMP/s1600/DSC_2750.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566524830138251266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiddJjpj_xwxrNwFywAJQp2nM0C6KbkbQ6MfEAVe_iC3MaBBRFiEDhDxES7lg7xK5eYkEpyU-ms3i9pcu5FzpsnkfbrrFdfkMJBF8KPVZUcMjs9eoo-8VTn-9q4LzyvK6Cp9IumAiZ6zKMP/s400/DSC_2750.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Happy First birthday, Brynley Kate!!! </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We celebrated your special day with family and friends last weekend, but, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Baby Girl, a year ago today was not your birthday. A year ago today your were four days old and we met you for the first time, brought you home and welcomed you to our family. A year ago today you became our little girl, and I still never tire of telling <a href="http://houseofkarrs.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-beautiful.html">the story</a> of how God brought you to us. A year ago today we had no idea what we had been missing before you came into our lives. Brynley Katherine, you are a delight and joy in our family and you are perfect for us! I can't imagine my day not starting with you jumping up and down in your crib like a baby monkey with your hair sticking out! I can't imagine not seeing your sweet face or hearing your sweet voice copy mine. You love to dance and clap to music, look at your books, eat banana bread, pet Harley-Dog, pull out your bows, and invade Brother's toys! You're such a Daddy's girl!! You light up when Daddy pulls into the driveway, and you find the fastest route to his arms. Your curious intelligent mind is a wonder to me and I love to sit and watch your tiny fingers intricately maneuver toys, food, books, and cabinet doors! You walked five steps on your birthday, and you walked across the playroom last night. You are transforming into a toddler right before my eyes, and I'm so proud of you, though part of me aches for how fast your babyhood has flown by. Sometimes I wish time would slow down, but I am excited for what adventures we'll have as you toddle your way into your second year. What a privilege it is to be your mommy! I pray for your health and safety. I pray that you always know how much we love you and want you. I pray we honor God in raising you, and that even now He starts to knock on the door of your beautiful heart. </span></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">All my love,</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mommy </span></div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">January 26, 2010</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi69G6DSqytitMj0cilcmvZvU2gaWGJddaIO4MSe0RQ0i62jEtS4Q_zBhLAHNupHkjpjaxgTmKzmV60X3eQisn0Vk81IFDjAHgVrcRXKiIlfkQufmcX1m2_I2ImFi2rKiBX2nwQrQFLQOrh/s1600/103.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566734562207831634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi69G6DSqytitMj0cilcmvZvU2gaWGJddaIO4MSe0RQ0i62jEtS4Q_zBhLAHNupHkjpjaxgTmKzmV60X3eQisn0Vk81IFDjAHgVrcRXKiIlfkQufmcX1m2_I2ImFi2rKiBX2nwQrQFLQOrh/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZizDzBY4uBWf67Fqm7itvdcnh-2XN0IpMWfEPPNmPSIziBz9oJeehtcX0IfIDJGiotMkA0EYVkbjQSGfmnwWNOB7a1sY0BJ1zdodEFQXvWULPwbAjKl82wuNgvM-cZtkMxhDoSu69Y_eR/s1600/106.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566734557671541250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZizDzBY4uBWf67Fqm7itvdcnh-2XN0IpMWfEPPNmPSIziBz9oJeehtcX0IfIDJGiotMkA0EYVkbjQSGfmnwWNOB7a1sY0BJ1zdodEFQXvWULPwbAjKl82wuNgvM-cZtkMxhDoSu69Y_eR/s400/106.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9bvSmRkZmRLBELPhhB5A-pJEbV1_DNw6hXDDEv02_t_w8lHbUV-43P5nRYtnrP4PCytvCYBWjBdV2lTPeDM0bh9_A55mYYwDXtDXcA8qFy7_dvIkwcaxRgxDVK1WnHFucEHr3P5mgZ80B/s1600/IMG_6757.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566734552507878658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9bvSmRkZmRLBELPhhB5A-pJEbV1_DNw6hXDDEv02_t_w8lHbUV-43P5nRYtnrP4PCytvCYBWjBdV2lTPeDM0bh9_A55mYYwDXtDXcA8qFy7_dvIkwcaxRgxDVK1WnHFucEHr3P5mgZ80B/s400/IMG_6757.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSv8JwBIPfg6Slsm53jglseM1ZNcZGbrCBcbdjTqYshYHIlJyS3G7vQ3zcNbsOXXolf_3viSDOqp4Wx4AFJqJft1ZfT-2KTGNjyEmYUqy64cCHpLnd7tumwzlin8Iwo9ooOqyEnFL07iUy/s1600/IMG_6766.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566734546895857282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSv8JwBIPfg6Slsm53jglseM1ZNcZGbrCBcbdjTqYshYHIlJyS3G7vQ3zcNbsOXXolf_3viSDOqp4Wx4AFJqJft1ZfT-2KTGNjyEmYUqy64cCHpLnd7tumwzlin8Iwo9ooOqyEnFL07iUy/s400/IMG_6766.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-91788884655852673982011-01-17T20:26:00.000-08:002011-01-17T20:28:20.291-08:00Karr Christmas 2010Here's a little slideshow of some of our fave pics from December. Just mute the playlist below to hear the song. :)<br /><br /><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"><tr><td><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a497a4e4445304d446b3d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a497a4e4445304d446b3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;" /></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="center"><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows.html" target="_blank">Free slideshow design</a> personalized with Smilebox</td></tr></table>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-73988211803632446742010-12-22T23:02:00.000-08:002011-01-03T20:31:38.768-08:00Gimme 5!!!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aidan turned 5 on December 22nd! I can't believe it... </span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdz3LTvEkjSRVmPSPIF5mpFnMT5HpSC_yfqR2BBJKqLoNvvI9sRV7CTUCwa3l5Sxtin9-gvAuq5w7bnNaRCtaH7O8Rd3fq94RdJXWXpSC3yosGhBSK74bA3fbV2-TGPeSZG2klJB9XIEWP/s1600/Karr+Extras-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558150893939878738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdz3LTvEkjSRVmPSPIF5mpFnMT5HpSC_yfqR2BBJKqLoNvvI9sRV7CTUCwa3l5Sxtin9-gvAuq5w7bnNaRCtaH7O8Rd3fq94RdJXWXpSC3yosGhBSK74bA3fbV2-TGPeSZG2klJB9XIEWP/s400/Karr+Extras-2.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Aidan, at 5 years old you:</strong></span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love STAR WARS and Super Heroes</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love to make everyone laugh -esp. Baby Sis</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love board games and<em> especially</em> love WINNING...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love to hang out with Mimi and Aunt K</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love to sing, just not in front of me! :'(</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love to be the leader</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love to tell Bible stories :)</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love to sneak into Mommy and Daddy's bed at night</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love to help Mom choose and count out fruits and veggies at the grocery store</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love to help Daddy outside and run errands in his truck</span></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcHP_tcaGHC10qFA5DbaA1Rf93Arwq3pp_5fFkfKKLR0YpoAuoJBNxaZVIa6-S4qN9Be9fy6whAh_YYAn_yDPlhV0fOQEnQvwInYww28mV6AQ8vFQA5MI5BOmzi5-kYODGULTGMSntPm0d/s1600/Karr+Extras-33.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558151655626361346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcHP_tcaGHC10qFA5DbaA1Rf93Arwq3pp_5fFkfKKLR0YpoAuoJBNxaZVIa6-S4qN9Be9fy6whAh_YYAn_yDPlhV0fOQEnQvwInYww28mV6AQ8vFQA5MI5BOmzi5-kYODGULTGMSntPm0d/s400/Karr+Extras-33.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love to push Brynley's stroller</span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Are able to spend more time on art/Mommy School projects and are using scissors really well!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Can write your name, but not too interested in writing anything more yet...</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Can tell you the sound each letter makes, AND the letter that goes with a given sound. (HUGE pre-reading and reading skills!)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Know many sight words and are reading some spelling patterns!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Don't really love to help Mom cook...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Get" humor when I think it might be over your head</span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Are becoming a more adventurous eater: You now eat pasta, pomegranates (??), and salad (YAY!!!).</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Want to know "the plan" for the day every morning so you can start negotiating out of a nap or quiet time ASAP.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Can dress yourself all except for socks :)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Are a little "Soccer Beast"! GO BLUE SHARKS!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Are kind of afraid of heights</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Are starting to open your heart to Jesus :D<br /></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Five Year Faves: (in his own words)</strong></span></div><div><br /></div><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave Food: nuggets, meat, kiwi, corn dogs</span></p><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave Color: Blue Shark Blue</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave Animal: Lions and Blue Sharks and ALL of the animals</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave Time of Day: morning and playing my wii and jumping on my trampoline</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave Christmas/b-day gifts: Bat Cave, car rug, and trampoline<br /></div></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave thing at church: playing outside and getting the blue shovel</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave thing at Preschool: learning about God :)</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave Song: the ones on the High Seas Adventure CD from VBS</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave Show: Tweetie Bird</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave Treat: candy</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fave Place: Disneyland </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Funny thing you said today:</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><em>"Brynley, you're barking up the wrong tree!"</em></span></div><div><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Aidan Michael, I can't imagine my life without your infectious laugh and soft brown eyes. I love the way your curious beautiful mind works, and you keep us all on our toes with the things you do, say, and the ideas you come up with. You are growing so fast! I can't believe what a big boy you are for 5 years. Your stature, vocabulary, and your "old soul" make you seem so much older than 5, but then I look back at your baby pictures, and it seems like just yesterday we were giving you bottles, and pushing you in the little red car that you take Brynley for rides in now! You're probably going to be bigger than me-sooner rather than later!- but you'll always be my little boy. I'm always going to be your mommy, and I'm always going to love you. No matter what. </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Happy Birthday, little man!!! I'm SO proud of you!</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Love,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">~Momma :)</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid39Nb5ni40uUeEzDDzakcEkar5zmB88I7b_8pZzIZapVoAvuZ3OFXYJZRO5YdM6s0oH4obHTGCagogQ7e-TxzgV2hKA-fB-n3rl5ML1rPo2yboj400077npjasrqEbTMvHjDSbJ7zPzDR/s1600/Karr+Extras-34.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558154993240943090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid39Nb5ni40uUeEzDDzakcEkar5zmB88I7b_8pZzIZapVoAvuZ3OFXYJZRO5YdM6s0oH4obHTGCagogQ7e-TxzgV2hKA-fB-n3rl5ML1rPo2yboj400077npjasrqEbTMvHjDSbJ7zPzDR/s400/Karr+Extras-34.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-25410264181601694562010-11-29T11:23:00.000-08:002011-01-01T19:54:51.627-08:00National Lampoon's Polish Thanksgiving<div></div><br /><p></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ok, YES, it's after New Year's but I started this in November and one of my resolutions is to blog more often! Enjoy!!!</span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557427077164815474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg62jMbmmLYLYvm8KMUzNd1sL26eQBU3tVjmjyGcd9uQ4X-dgdF671mcd1fum_kHqYzazFN1GcKlNQEqptTCrMxjZC3POqLluFj5BB72SnKaUz-X_o8sPrNvIdcRLabjjJQOnjS74-3f4mg/s400/IMG_8068.JPG" border="0" /><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My mom’s side of the family always celebrates Thanksgiving the Sunday before because my uncle goes hunting over the actual holiday. This year, we were all meeting at my grandma’s old house in Karnes City, TX where my aunt lives now.<br /><br />Our family Thanksgiving was delayed a little this year…<br /><br />My uncle’s turkey fryer broke so my cousin brought a new one, and after a brief welding job, it was able to fry some poultry. So when we arrived at my aunt’s house, the turkeys were still being fried 10 miles away at my uncle’s house. That was ok, because the house on the other side of my aunt’s field was on fire and we were watching the fire fighters, first locate the house that was on fire (umm…maybe the one on the main highway with the smoke billowing???--Keep in mind that this is Karnes City, TX.), and then fight the fire.<br /><br />Still no turkeys.<br /><br />But then the mariachis showed up and played for an hour. :) Finally the turkeys arrived but we were informed that on the way back to the feast two of them were lost because my uncle’s tailgate flew open, and they fell out…and were subsequently run over by an RV. I do not know what caused the tailgate to fly open on HWY 181, nor do I know why the birds were hanging out back there to begin with. We were very thankful to have the two remaining turkeys though, because we had children and hungry mariachis to feed.<br /><br />We all ate, finally, and then the septic system decided to back up, which is a problem anyway, but especially when you have <em>full</em> children and mariachis. So of course, my mom, Barb, The Polish Tornado, was out there digging it all out. She ruined her festive blouse, and had to wear a camel cigarette T-shirt for the rest of her visit.<br /><br />In spite of all this, everyone ate and had a good time, and arrived home in one piece and relatively sanitized.<br /><br />I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried.<br /><br />PS: No people or animals were injured in the fire.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div> </div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxn8wggg0YhzSb-MzEP7DBm564FWKbupzzSH2D5rEadr0a_eRM7bwrxsQ01MKl3vVAEsN6zYUzHu2n3icETHQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-43973911533012660892010-10-28T11:42:00.001-07:002010-10-28T11:46:33.587-07:00Rocktober!!!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We're having a fun and busy October here at HOK! Here's a little slideshow of what we've been up to! Mute the playlist below to hear the song.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Happy Fall, Ya'll!!!</span><br /><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"><tbody><tr><td><p><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d546b344d544d324e6a413d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d546b344d544d324e6a413d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /></a></p><p></p></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="middle">This <a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows/photoSharing" target="_blank">free digital scrapbooking design</a> created with Smilebox</td></tr></tbody></table>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-4884777553832360852010-08-25T11:56:00.000-07:002010-08-25T12:00:50.151-07:00Beach Trip!!!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's a little slideshow of our annual family beach trip earlier this month. Mute the song on Playlist below to hear the music (or just mute both if they annoy!).</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><br /><br /></div><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"><tbody><tr><td><p align="center"><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5467324d7a4d314f54513d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5467324d7a4d314f54513d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /></a></p></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="middle"></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p></p>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-59073235028521483902010-07-30T12:17:00.000-07:002010-07-30T14:14:30.787-07:00Photo (& Phunny) Phriday<div align="center">
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<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZlrxtT4IN3NN4E_afefVyIynPldFhUj8xtzQB6bj3ih2HJgXeMiO_ohhK-DnqqDDX0JDRj37Jr3Ml6OOzt9V7IBqwuhE-_4cwcQYsUDDoliuTWBFxfIizo29fZgOAiR-mKcdSYb4WXl_P/s1600/DSC_2046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499786579180102386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZlrxtT4IN3NN4E_afefVyIynPldFhUj8xtzQB6bj3ih2HJgXeMiO_ohhK-DnqqDDX0JDRj37Jr3Ml6OOzt9V7IBqwuhE-_4cwcQYsUDDoliuTWBFxfIizo29fZgOAiR-mKcdSYb4WXl_P/s400/DSC_2046.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Brynley's Adoption Finalization, July 28, 2010</span> </div><div align="center">
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<br />Weekly Aidanisms:
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<br />*"Mommy, I fink you're right. Jesus IS better than Spiderman!" :D
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<br />* About 20 minutes after this, he walks in from the garage in his underwear, and says:
<br />"Mommy, when I was out going tee tee in the front yard, I met a girl." (My neighbor's 8 year old niece is visiting.)
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<br />NICE.
<br />He was supposed to just be getting dog food.
<br />Welcome to New Braunfels, Mackenzie.
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<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499786575815707906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh16dJBgVD77Zlk0SSf4ImN740lgP4OtAZuPfRoGoXHSLBWIakn7lCteF8AsrgXR9VjUHVWRsvAOGEyEubwKKF-m8yVzD7ga8z0cF5oaUZCKCv3t7UJMDHL4sYMPTTUqsn34Fsrlqap6WNT/s400/DSC_1788.JPG" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLi5r35-MKGV150mi3VWWbwHTSZUV3_3vuKR5IqHXQAuVQxAH8Oz4heKBznwjcdH5Obw3Bz-1av-Eb9xzE7qYhH9DMBuSW233zL4CT1ji9S_IwzjwzWQgSehdq84LtWpy71iVQzVCMYmK7/s1600/DSC_1786.JPG"></a> Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-7150090696027122312010-07-09T19:21:00.000-07:002010-07-19T12:57:11.880-07:00And A Half<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Wow! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It’s been a while since my last post! “Photo Phriday" didn’t really kick things off in April… We have had a really busy summer so far: swimming lessons, Schlitterbahn, soccer camp, camping, day trips, children’s museum, the lake, playdates, Bible Study, and Kindermusik. Baby Sister has been going along for the ride like a champ and loving it. She is a great little traveler, and is enamored of her big brother and everything he does! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Aidan Michael Karr- 4 and a half</strong></span><br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTfSfFusrK6Uq3v8ohx_Pp5tpPIzphWB60SkLHQ9OgH_ctjvCkVcBNkT2i-mmOusrqIsyuPVy4lrXz9zsRDX0mW-gNTD-dCcXym9QpISnMqSnoKCVsVlYpCM4UFuzF2IGfQALgFmGo9WHj/s1600/DSC_1562.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492134096020641698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTfSfFusrK6Uq3v8ohx_Pp5tpPIzphWB60SkLHQ9OgH_ctjvCkVcBNkT2i-mmOusrqIsyuPVy4lrXz9zsRDX0mW-gNTD-dCcXym9QpISnMqSnoKCVsVlYpCM4UFuzF2IGfQALgFmGo9WHj/s400/DSC_1562.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492101821135089970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAsRxYQDcWrONZb3zVAonrSciz1OwFadw-iygB9EGOj0UkqauKUHtWxJi_Svy1ho2SqHajWGKZeO3lMgDemT7CbNvhUzyx1rwbDSlASRlkKCK06vucU4aXtq2tHAbrycjISTTypJw6z2Iu/s400/DSC_1569.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492099564538881698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsZNi_iVAJ4ZMZ4KBo1zTidAYOo5BXAqkdWiJZOyBHyio7BeqQkA4JhsXIdJ7gkgZvU8DVrc3WLW0Dii0A16GqqHmoD2r-8rx3T1dy7xfqFZ2V4kxoSd-wB0S_yjHo1oCRD4bEiqMg9e5_/s400/DSC_1446.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Swim Lessons at Schlitterbahn</span><br /><br /></p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><p align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Soccer Camp!</span><br /></p><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq8X3kMquwW5yjqkoi9IHWMq9eAv1sD81zTilLWmCqFR3sv07lCUyNHjBNDJPI9T2jYRn8fDs-e8DwnGrzGpGRIYoMOUNUP5w6cgoIMREwa_fzXo_JtxqNNw8wg6qL7YridTuNwshNe-1c/s1600/DSC_1648.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492099556917043602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq8X3kMquwW5yjqkoi9IHWMq9eAv1sD81zTilLWmCqFR3sv07lCUyNHjBNDJPI9T2jYRn8fDs-e8DwnGrzGpGRIYoMOUNUP5w6cgoIMREwa_fzXo_JtxqNNw8wg6qL7YridTuNwshNe-1c/s400/DSC_1648.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Favorite Color: Red or Blue or Green or Pink(?!?)</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite Song: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite Sport: Soccer </span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite Food: Chicken Nuggets (will this EVER end???) and fruit. And dessert.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite Super Hero: Batman (& "Robinson" hahaha!)</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite Animal: Dusty Dog</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite Star Wars Character: Princess Layla and C-Freaky-Oh tied. :)</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>Aidan-isms:</strong></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"chicken blower"</span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- turkey baster</span><br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"grass dryer"- leaf blower</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"microphone ears"- earphones</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"shane of comb" ("cone of shame" from the movie <em>Up</em>)- lampshade pet collar</span></div><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"kick stick"- kickstand</span><br /></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>Brynley Katherine Karr- at (almost) half a year:</strong></span> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492461962159747394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiec_4Lj9s-644f6yNRJcmq5QfDT9ZijnsubGO_h0buS0e4bwt2IOaCYuHZCZDf-AdECpX8LEEcqNBgFYWkoIj0DUWHW2fV7QDpRamhLkdF70tyf5p5qc-v3gxXAf2ep-sYbtrKHcVTfjwc/s400/IMG_7024.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She LOVES her Daddy!<br /></span><br /></p><div align="left"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-aYg-jnwXPW7EP-rJ3OeTNKW5GiD-efT6Fy8WOHKsjrXpLKSty8AUwcO2gvXmqyddzM3n-BYupKySo78-2fn9e0yvU3TOxtIQxgLrb9FM4mZXqOVKlc28XW4YO9_a9bo-RVtLDOGLTw-l/s1600/DSC_1530.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492461967149021090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-aYg-jnwXPW7EP-rJ3OeTNKW5GiD-efT6Fy8WOHKsjrXpLKSty8AUwcO2gvXmqyddzM3n-BYupKySo78-2fn9e0yvU3TOxtIQxgLrb9FM4mZXqOVKlc28XW4YO9_a9bo-RVtLDOGLTw-l/s400/DSC_1530.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Prince and Princess of Quite A Lot</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(He's holding her sword for her. She gets the RED one.)</span> </p><p align="center"></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54vFCGRMDES8Yj5esLKmXkshw0GfB1jBy1jwAZ7FF2ZXt8BKMbxEulV80SjnsilvoS5zOgS2z9EdY_dg9JyQvQO8EdlGdL43sAGCiULlEgLS-9pzZVFCs286M6H9shJS7G-wPqEsQzf5g/s1600/Swim+Lessons1.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492461954528690594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54vFCGRMDES8Yj5esLKmXkshw0GfB1jBy1jwAZ7FF2ZXt8BKMbxEulV80SjnsilvoS5zOgS2z9EdY_dg9JyQvQO8EdlGdL43sAGCiULlEgLS-9pzZVFCs286M6H9shJS7G-wPqEsQzf5g/s400/Swim+Lessons1.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Getting Lots of Sugar!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492461941646419010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKNyzINhNOPPi7ySjbigG_VoMs_uYVixZjPbu6jw0GXnoAo6ziAfhyphenhyphenLC9zlR2o2I0QGlTmMCv4-lFq9-CeQKoLpbChxuzkU_IV71zlA9niUduefEJzxlCvD1X9UhCcIyh_NuYA_gIEDSaA/s400/DSC_1320.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Perfecting the Pout</span> </p><p align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">First Time at Schlitterbahn- LOVED it!</span></p><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFDOnVmxEJEkrP__d4Vut1HKXtr-K1uzALkHSFrbmfKnQH-gdFGLIjojtrKClYzYlE-jQC_4LYSq-M6lJLncQu_orxBYoW7r739bultVgX1QtQxqzqKm0dVF-QbJvLJGsxw7VfngAab33C/s1600/Swim+Lessons4.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492461950149417058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFDOnVmxEJEkrP__d4Vut1HKXtr-K1uzALkHSFrbmfKnQH-gdFGLIjojtrKClYzYlE-jQC_4LYSq-M6lJLncQu_orxBYoW7r739bultVgX1QtQxqzqKm0dVF-QbJvLJGsxw7VfngAab33C/s400/Swim+Lessons4.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Brynley's New Stuff:</strong></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rolling Over</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eating Solid Food- has tried and liked: rice cereal, sweet potatoes, squash, carrots, green beans, peas, and pears</span></div><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Moving objects from hand to hand</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Swimming-Loves the water and starts kicking when I put her swimsuit on her. :)</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Loves:</strong> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"talking" and "singing"</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">laughing at Big Brother</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">watching Dusty Dog</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">listening to Aidan sing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star"</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">eating</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">playing with her ball</p><div align="left">music<br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">chewing on books</span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">her Jumparoo</span></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">watching butterflies outside</span></div><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mommy and Daddy!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Nicknames:</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sistie (Aidan), Brynley Kate (Aidan and Mommy), Sweetie Kate, Swimmy Kate, Roly Kate, Jumpy Kate, anything that ends with "Kate"..., Burnley (Daddy (?))</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Super Power:</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Super Drooling Power :)</p><div align="left"><br /></div></span>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-9698835778822845042010-04-23T22:38:00.000-07:002010-07-12T13:21:44.658-07:00Photo Phriday<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ok, I'm gonna try something new: "Photo Phriday" so I can at least post pics of the kiddos and</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">fam, even if I don't have enough time to write what I want. I hope you enjoy them! AND...please leave a comment if you stop by. I love hearing from you!</span>
<br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">~Brooke :)</span>
<br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnDQ0yOv-KG3IzxQ_MqVoQ-AhxgT1cGpnavK8xnbflrNPVt1PttlwBh6IiS01Jc_Y4dCF3uModVz5tDFz4zlnv-QEPAo0vzuaDV5j7hgkrV0n4OVjYjerLKJ_kBm0gkQZCDj_BYxGhTAwF/s1600/DSC_0817.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463578520047456370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnDQ0yOv-KG3IzxQ_MqVoQ-AhxgT1cGpnavK8xnbflrNPVt1PttlwBh6IiS01Jc_Y4dCF3uModVz5tDFz4zlnv-QEPAo0vzuaDV5j7hgkrV0n4OVjYjerLKJ_kBm0gkQZCDj_BYxGhTAwF/s400/DSC_0817.JPG" border="0" /></a>They LOVE each other! </div><div align="center">
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<br /></span>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-76128018988359545732010-03-04T18:56:00.000-08:002010-03-12T23:25:07.816-08:00Something Beautiful<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvf_Gb6_1wmOSF8ONO_lyxtbSgAQC9MXORNw0ZzAZJjmxdIW4gs4K0cFbflLx2kBmPhpss3pytPv_qY40FyMiJ-b6esPQZS4mfDiWUOjW_g-8CuNCpmAVHVeK_N-Ii8hRYFUXutU8lICB/s1600-h/DSC_0686+(3).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448013321419610210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvf_Gb6_1wmOSF8ONO_lyxtbSgAQC9MXORNw0ZzAZJjmxdIW4gs4K0cFbflLx2kBmPhpss3pytPv_qY40FyMiJ-b6esPQZS4mfDiWUOjW_g-8CuNCpmAVHVeK_N-Ii8hRYFUXutU8lICB/s320/DSC_0686+(3).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYjVit_8XLzbmQQ3f-67-LQx5ZYnPj0c2-UzeSnPN3aBGtiVEMboa3UMXU3y-PqDqTGmzl6tPVpv8YnUc7tNnfJlK5-Sj982L0hnN-7V6U94eHB2qS7zFS4gwkAD_smopCVJewI3sXlly/s1600-h/Brynley-8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448013318877288978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYjVit_8XLzbmQQ3f-67-LQx5ZYnPj0c2-UzeSnPN3aBGtiVEMboa3UMXU3y-PqDqTGmzl6tPVpv8YnUc7tNnfJlK5-Sj982L0hnN-7V6U94eHB2qS7zFS4gwkAD_smopCVJewI3sXlly/s320/Brynley-8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJuKrqxZ27eZ5apgSc5oMDIHZHF3-VNkGwTSpo8JxAVgnZWNLwJ1BqjeaL-z5Z9nkiGNUs4TdBbNePHvsnqxk96r8EP_PQlcruuOKGNQP3R2uamc8-8vm-1vW7S3AMHzH8zK7MPTioJZaw/s1600-h/Brynley-11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448013308237229426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJuKrqxZ27eZ5apgSc5oMDIHZHF3-VNkGwTSpo8JxAVgnZWNLwJ1BqjeaL-z5Z9nkiGNUs4TdBbNePHvsnqxk96r8EP_PQlcruuOKGNQP3R2uamc8-8vm-1vW7S3AMHzH8zK7MPTioJZaw/s320/Brynley-11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRoYgPvtvFb3A-f6FlOvVGV7a2mO_Z0nt1eZo1xASzyzZ4Q1R6NTkz7rd8iPJdXG1e9plUc-5irldDYYEyzFTS44nKpzar9vo2-qzgCtbe_iucdVU5f-l46crxY457wBV8ugIA0_n3HsUc/s1600-h/Brynley-78.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448013307288194578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRoYgPvtvFb3A-f6FlOvVGV7a2mO_Z0nt1eZo1xASzyzZ4Q1R6NTkz7rd8iPJdXG1e9plUc-5irldDYYEyzFTS44nKpzar9vo2-qzgCtbe_iucdVU5f-l46crxY457wBV8ugIA0_n3HsUc/s320/Brynley-78.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKw7qEzzMrpLlVinPylO8XlQNZbAzkOO9IcPxk3aSd-aMSTSMIctgrt2WLWDW6RE2JbsPph9DOjuIYNhXO3ck4FmARbg93bovHNAd_09oxUu_88LQF9PhFC41JS_60sFTO4OVi8PTdEzsl/s1600-h/Brynley-53.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448013296599069010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKw7qEzzMrpLlVinPylO8XlQNZbAzkOO9IcPxk3aSd-aMSTSMIctgrt2WLWDW6RE2JbsPph9DOjuIYNhXO3ck4FmARbg93bovHNAd_09oxUu_88LQF9PhFC41JS_60sFTO4OVi8PTdEzsl/s320/Brynley-53.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I can't even put into words the miracle that has happened in our family! I still can't get over it. I don't think I ever want to. Brynley Katherine Karr joined our family on January 26 at four days old. She was born on a Friday. We found out about her on Monday, and brought her home on Tuesday! </div><br /><br /><div>We had been waiting for over a year for our second child, and had signed with <a href="http://www.generationsadoptions.org/index.htm">Generations Adoptions</a>. We were (meaning <em>I </em>was...) doing our best to be patient and rest in God's timing and plan, but I honestly thought we'd have a baby before now, and the wait was getting hard. Little did I know (like we <em>ever</em> do...) the Lord's plan for our family, friends, and of course our new girl! I know He was just beaming up in Heaven, and said to everyone, "Watch <em>this</em>!!!"</div><br /><br /><div>On Monday, January 25, I was sitting in my Bible Study at church and my phone kept buzzing. Annoyed, I went to the hall to answer it. Our agency's director was on the other line telling me something about a birthmom who chose us (I was thinking that it was about a baby due in a few weeks whose birthmom was viewing our profile.) THEN I hear, "...and the baby was born on Friday. It's a little girl, and our 2 case workers are on their way to go get her and then you can come pick her up." I believe all I said up til now was, "What?...WHAT?!?" as I slid down the wall. I assured our director I wasn't driving, and that I would call and tell Aaron. Of course, then I ran back to class and told my girls, "We have a baby girl!!!" as I fell to my knees and they surrounded me with hugs and happy tears. Then we ran down the hall and pulled all our friends out of their classes and told them the news. Then I dashed home and got busy. My two sweet friends, Julie and Aleesa, came over and we got busy sorting through baby clothes and washing all the tiny stuff, fixing up the crib, cleaning the house, etc. The next morning our case worker came to update our home study. Shortly after she left, Aaron, Aidan, Mimi, and I drove to the agency in Waco where we met Brynley and signed papers, etc. We got home that evening to a house FULL of family and friends Such a whirlwind, but it's been wonderful. </div><br /><br /><div>Many ladies at the bible study had just learned about our hope to adopt at a large group prayer session the week before. Little did we or anyone know that God would answer this prayer in just a week's time! People who didn't even know us before were able to share in the joy. Many have shared with me how much Brynley's arrival touched them. Some have shared their own adoption stories. Our generous Savior had this planned all along. The Lord allowed this to happen at the perfect place at the perfect time, and SO much more amazing than anything I would have planned (if He'd let me!). He does tell us: "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,"(<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+55:8&version=NIV">Isaiah 55:8</a>) We just have to trust in Him, even when it's hard, and offer a sacrifice of praise even when we don't feel like it. Sounds so simple, but why is this a lesson I must learn over and over again? </div><br /><br /><div>Praise you, Lord for Your provision and patience with me, though I'm so undeserving! Thank you for this blessing you've given our family!</div><br /><br /><div>Brynley Kate, it was love at first sight, sweet girl. How we have waited for you! You fit right into our family like the final piece of a puzzle. Your arrival has made us complete, and you are perfect for us. We were missing you and didn't even know it! You are a miracle and we pray that we honor God in raising you.</div><br /><br /><div>Aidan Michael, did you grow up overnight? You are an AMAZING big brother! I love to see you talking, playing, and singing to your baby sister when you don't know I'm watching. She loves you! You love her so much too, and are such a big helper. I'm so proud of you, little man! </div><br /><div></div><div>Love, </div><br /><div></div><div>Mommy </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-33718127805041011892010-02-01T22:59:00.000-08:002010-02-01T23:06:42.089-08:00Guess What???!!!<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5451324e7a49354d44453d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: Brynley Kate!" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5451324e7a49354d44453d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="middle"><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank">Make a Smilebox scrapbook</a></td></tr></tbody></table><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">(Pause the music below so you can hear the song on the slideshow.)</span></p>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-17262490082905564072010-01-08T22:33:00.000-08:002010-01-18T13:13:10.527-08:00Stats<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqciPn0pN4pub2Jh5Y5_dByYvG5mchnnRz6PIOdkPniFrBizh7Na7aJf-esj12SR-IDXnJheew8PjRSNQsVs3EOXffL9iJz2Q9iIB6mIV_tIOom3yG4D2H8k8eYXyqksH_OVW-KosHhcPG/s1600-h/Karr-8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428188750902885298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqciPn0pN4pub2Jh5Y5_dByYvG5mchnnRz6PIOdkPniFrBizh7Na7aJf-esj12SR-IDXnJheew8PjRSNQsVs3EOXffL9iJz2Q9iIB6mIV_tIOom3yG4D2H8k8eYXyqksH_OVW-KosHhcPG/s320/Karr-8.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aidan Michael Karr at 4 Year Old Check-up:</span> <div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Height: 44 inches </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Weight: 58lbs</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Shoe: size 13 wide</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Shots: 4 painful ones (poor baby!) :'(</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Famous Quotes:</span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>(in dr. office after injections)</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"That's NOT very nice, hurting people..."</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>(on the night of his birthday, very tired and about to succumb to a sugar coma</em>)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AIDAN: I don't WANT to be four! I want be THREE!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">MOM: Ok, you can be three.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">AIDAN: But am I still four?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">MOM: Yes.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">AIDAN: NOOOO!!! Let's pray to God so He can make me three again.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">MOM: Dear God, Aidan doesn't want to be four anymore, so could You please make him three again? In Jesus' name, Amen.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">AIDAN: So what did He say?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><em>(the following morning)</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">AIDAN: Mommy, am I four?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">MOM: Do you want to be four?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">AIDAN: Yes.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">MOM: Then yes, you're four.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">:)</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">MOMMY (to Daddy as he walks out the door): Can you please take out the trash, Babe?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Door closes)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AIDAN: Momma, Babe didn't hear you...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><em>(story of my life...)</em></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">DADDY: What did you learn at school today?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AIDAN: about faith</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">DADDY: What about faith?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AIDAN: that it's in your heart</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">:D</span><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427599995820442834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVVEKHLgzO4y0BELWYen4lhA6wPSMocFgrEwdalUzUNDNSEKRfshf_dg7AR6y_PdWT4Mm8d9G7bGi4_nSikW7e8HLfForULwxmTLxDsjzgmgGQ4-hQ-XqcUaYvpWYd3mNqKCSmh_Wuphn/s320/IMG_6622.JPG" border="0" />Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-78977708912533047282009-12-22T21:20:00.000-08:002010-01-16T22:00:49.874-08:00Crazy FOUR You!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427583555092830114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZfuucvRxxwMlaUVUIQkHLoUp8cxXCCWel3793axnlf3tTMyf33OHrG-P9Xbpu2CME-JY8nzjag7tRYxSoiyppSk1zrfOJyn6_N6_9VKk6DAviXznTz5TuBoEv3cZxTgp9Naqrwb2MrXjO/s320/Aidan+smiling2.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427583551013662130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQrMwlj8dnucj24va5ZlupsWxRk-eHvM7zASxymCCbE8HQBhD2u47Rd9SKiQ0jLcwnAoHTF9VR9qz7B7BHsvLQgVXgkJFPqctIH1B8E8r8q4ItnILYg01YMNZ5aQ54S_bwXDAp6wf2bNyD/s320/1st+family+photo.jpg" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_Q9W03yC3SEleJst6q57YjXtDTWKX2mUu_xAF9juY2w8HkWnVlueGL6lQLx9JPmWp3cJeIA0qdn3znAlSxwwoMmc8J-cvlm84ldsn6Gyxkiwj2z1CJmpmULy4JtMH6N8NLg7KFG3Vk4g/s1600-h/Aidan+Pic1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427583560441759378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_Q9W03yC3SEleJst6q57YjXtDTWKX2mUu_xAF9juY2w8HkWnVlueGL6lQLx9JPmWp3cJeIA0qdn3znAlSxwwoMmc8J-cvlm84ldsn6Gyxkiwj2z1CJmpmULy4JtMH6N8NLg7KFG3Vk4g/s320/Aidan+Pic1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Oh my little boy, where did the time go? Was it really four years ago that we met you? Fed you your first bottle? Spent our first Christmas as a family? Flew home with you on New Year's Eve? Everyone told us how fast that time flies by, and they were right! (Although during 3am feedings, it seemed the nights lasted forever!) </span><div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We are so proud of you, precious boy, and are thankful that God chose our family for you! You stand out with your stature and infectious personality. You thrive in your relationships and are more interested in the friends who will be at an activity than the activity itself. In a group of children you can be seen (and heard!) organizing games, and the kids listen to you!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We know that God has big plans for you, little man, and we are so thankful, and excited to be able to travel this journey with you. You were prayed for by many before you were born--even before we knew about you. You are prayed for every day, and we'll pray for you the rest of our lives. My son, you are wanted, you were longingly waited for, you are loved. You are perfect for our family, and we rejoice in the miracle of you on this day, and all that follow. We ask God to bless you in this coming year, to keep you healthy, safe, and to knock on the door of your heart. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">All our Love,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mommy & Daddy</span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427581748238057522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0GtDmW5EAM8Z4E7VOlz0ZaZPRqtMk5iYbAsGiN35ug8UK5UfPQtxnpZElxERphmwrU07eS5xfjzqcYOd8IR7BTqExW-gyWXGLIvsLHElHcEkk_ELSOP0HYDes7MsdM0RHyiolMs3iKjn9/s320/IMG_6676+(3).jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-60275621271354026352009-11-08T17:06:00.000-08:002009-11-13T09:16:37.121-08:00At Three & Five-Sixths<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRRBOROv7TW3wM9n_-K9y45Yh_myVhzcoiHuyyRiyOjz0QitOu5CvmdWmaruhoP5wINaG0R0or5qRGoLx081LTchFFPUeZK-uOdxYnlKhoWxzEZqLjWO6WYwy6DMwQmIKZOptZXt-LoUbb/s1600-h/IMG_6268.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403635033227922114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRRBOROv7TW3wM9n_-K9y45Yh_myVhzcoiHuyyRiyOjz0QitOu5CvmdWmaruhoP5wINaG0R0or5qRGoLx081LTchFFPUeZK-uOdxYnlKhoWxzEZqLjWO6WYwy6DMwQmIKZOptZXt-LoUbb/s320/IMG_6268.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU4WtavB3daRpHd6M6OFxWPEFS6-3JXviTRNH4FZsafTNRHn0cntPaPvi1tf7f05wlJYxE1Q1mre3WwW9s2pifoEcc67JH6E4FdzEENVIhDgjW82q_1ABlHL8QPzwPQZx3pf0w-Ul5A5IP/s1600-h/IMG_6162.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403635025423942738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU4WtavB3daRpHd6M6OFxWPEFS6-3JXviTRNH4FZsafTNRHn0cntPaPvi1tf7f05wlJYxE1Q1mre3WwW9s2pifoEcc67JH6E4FdzEENVIhDgjW82q_1ABlHL8QPzwPQZx3pf0w-Ul5A5IP/s320/IMG_6162.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaXoLQUvX8cwqS8jjRzZF264p5YdilzfZpyNLlluyybFBBOBCrhTQyU5OrmBVCnhTIP0c7Nk3ZNdZQpMRARDWYfgmSxAPUjS2u3zR2BaH1DegBxAy0pgT2VEByiz3tnvCKGqrYQaWPG1JS/s1600-h/IMG_6163.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403635021715981970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaXoLQUvX8cwqS8jjRzZF264p5YdilzfZpyNLlluyybFBBOBCrhTQyU5OrmBVCnhTIP0c7Nk3ZNdZQpMRARDWYfgmSxAPUjS2u3zR2BaH1DegBxAy0pgT2VEByiz3tnvCKGqrYQaWPG1JS/s320/IMG_6163.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Aidan Michael, at almost four you:</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><div>love dinosaurs</div><br /><div>have 2 imaginary friends named "Shadow" and "T-Rex" (Shadow is a girl and T-Rex is a T-Rex)</div><br /><div>are 44 inches tall, and 55 pounds</div><br /><div>wear a size 13 shoe</div><br /><div>feed the dog and cat by yourself</div><br /><div>can add and subtract to 10</div><br /><div>can read some sight words</div><br /><div>have an amazing imagination!</div><br /><div>make up games </div><br /><div>thrive in large groups of friends and family</div><br /><div>love bugs</div><br /><div>are memorizing scripture verses</div><br /><div>love trains</div><br /><div>carry your Hotwheels cars around in a bag</div><br /><div>leave your "just add water" growing dinosaurs in sinks all over the house</div><div> </div><div>want to be the boss!</div><br /><div>are still working on writing your name</div><br /><div>don't really love to color...</div><br /><div>want to eat chicken nuggets at every meal! (this, however, doesn't happen)</div><br /><div>love brocolli, winter squash, and sweet potatoes (might make up for the nuggets a little...)</div><br /><div>love ALL fruit</div><br /><div>love your Mimi, Pop, Aunt K, Uncle Mel, Nana, and Dad-Dad</div><br /><div>are getting into wearing costumes (King and Pirate are faves right now)</div><br /><div>are Mommy's big helper</div><br /><div>love to play tackle with Daddy</div><br /><div>want to be the center of attention at all times</div><br /><div>don't ever want the fun to end</div><br /><div>sleep with your night-night and (all) your animals</div><br /><div>are starting to grow out of your naps....*sigh*</div><br /><div>go with Daddy to the big barber shop every 3 weeks</div><br /><div>LOVE popcorn!</div><br /><div>are a persistant little negotiator...</div><br /><div>are working on your "L" and "S" speech sounds</div><br /><div>are really enjoying singing to your favorite songs (fave: "I Will Not Be Afraid" & "I Get Down" on VBS cd). You're even on pitch most of the time!</div><br /><div>want to "go somewhere" every day!</div><br /><div>always want to know "what's next?"</div><br /><div>are a sweet little shepherd to the little girls in your life (Baby Claire and Autumn)</div><br /><div>will be four in about 40 days</div><br /><div>grasping what it means to be adopted</div><br /><div>are growing by leaps and bounds every day</div><br /><div>are my precious Aidan Michael!!!</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-62982555529011573892009-09-08T13:46:00.000-07:002009-09-14T21:04:35.948-07:00Winding Down Summer<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well, who says summer has to end when school supplies show up in stores? (which was seriously the day after July 4th. No lie.) We weren't going to let summer end without a fight, so while enjoying Schlitterbahn all summer, we managed to squeeze in a last minute Disneyland trip with Ginger and Emmie before our annual family beach trip. So please enjoy pics from Schlitterbahn, Disneyland, and South Padre: </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"><tr><td><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d54457a4e6a59324d54633d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: Winding Down Summer" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d54457a4e6a59324d54633d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;" /></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="center"><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank">Make a Smilebox scrapbook</a></td></tr></table></span>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-25641696988857566002009-08-08T20:47:00.000-07:002009-08-08T23:00:54.650-07:003 Year Old BasketballThere are no words...<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyW1tiocLDxYD4HrpUeyB87wbGrb714kB0iyz_IL8hWs3qOdTwslMnuEDbZWDFMjBbdkExOzHbzazQWzYl1cg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-92045952314470691432009-07-29T10:18:00.001-07:002009-07-29T11:52:24.201-07:00Summer So Far...<div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We have been having a whirlwind of a summer here at HoK! I was so looking forward to this summer as a welcome break from the hustle and bustle of the school year, and extra church activities. We seem to be on the go even more, but it’s with the relaxed go-with-the-flow (laziness???) that comes with the heat and cicada song of the season.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here are a few highlights:</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Butterfly House at the Wildseed Farms-Fredericksburg, TX</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim4I1rAJMYzC4YzHhgc-USZmH5RD_rDwiCRMTPuhfyeOlqbHAjZyJ4DtlCKEMx_Qy1SH3scRNMPsmI_t59wCmaE8zewsBa4YwKnqW1BM8E9QhwLb1AmarfE6bMXeELFlthhgJC4mDc0mu5/s1600-h/120.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363935544808458946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim4I1rAJMYzC4YzHhgc-USZmH5RD_rDwiCRMTPuhfyeOlqbHAjZyJ4DtlCKEMx_Qy1SH3scRNMPsmI_t59wCmaE8zewsBa4YwKnqW1BM8E9QhwLb1AmarfE6bMXeELFlthhgJC4mDc0mu5/s320/120.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> SO amazing! They let you hold the newly-hatched butterflies while their wings dry. If you've never been, go!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cowboy Baths- a summer ritual</span></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQiFqtr88cYhyphenhyphen40Oc38488dW7yWv2MO-eXqGRj-LJQEUUy58Y0l1aA5OpnqbsdTT1UwdPwgAGNPP9TWwqFDIQ27Am5mlO9Q4QjpiI6Q6WMYrX-7CZtjD8wHaiGYOhUBhGiun-yuWivjPgv/s1600-h/153.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363935536622124162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQiFqtr88cYhyphenhyphen40Oc38488dW7yWv2MO-eXqGRj-LJQEUUy58Y0l1aA5OpnqbsdTT1UwdPwgAGNPP9TWwqFDIQ27Am5mlO9Q4QjpiI6Q6WMYrX-7CZtjD8wHaiGYOhUBhGiun-yuWivjPgv/s320/153.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is the summer evening scene at our house. Our water main runs the length of our driveway, and by evening the water is as warm or even warmer than the bathtub. Aidan plays, we feed the deer and do a little yard/garage work while it's (a little) cooler, and then water the grass with the bathwater (since baby shampoo is safe for plants. Don't get any ideas. This is the extent of our "Green-ness". Sad but true.) So we save water & electricity, and get the kid bathed while we spend a little time outside. Sometimes ice cream is even involved. A win/win situation all around!<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Karr Family Reunion at Mo Ranch-4th of July Weekend<br /></div></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgujyUhsODhoU4yGMPKumstTQArFZRYDZNoouKi66iDS6zoqLVcPv_5eUrn6KZxdC_KMmabs9MnpNhAFoC8jPLIFfa0zBB4jrt8uxr1jpCDNSvP__Y3ctD1VUnCfesz8NNDidyIPTZlQ6QK/s1600-h/086.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363935530268375698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgujyUhsODhoU4yGMPKumstTQArFZRYDZNoouKi66iDS6zoqLVcPv_5eUrn6KZxdC_KMmabs9MnpNhAFoC8jPLIFfa0zBB4jrt8uxr1jpCDNSvP__Y3ctD1VUnCfesz8NNDidyIPTZlQ6QK/s320/086.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aaron's dad is the youngest of six so we had quite the get-together! We were missing a few families, but we had members from Amarillo, Arizona, Colorado, and Oklahoma.<br /><br /></span><br /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">4th of July~ Guadalupe River Fun at Mo Ranch!</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8WRd0e0urAPxvR2d9UlXhW7z60TFSg_BhoikW3IP7d6CU_3nW5qoBrDieOF5c5623FtnPmfvaY_39J4Tf5ffsqpV2UOM7PrJAw8yhAqhGak9qpdxniyLekMbIIRr5rAADxKP5Ry9sawfb/s1600-h/062.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363935523142735282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8WRd0e0urAPxvR2d9UlXhW7z60TFSg_BhoikW3IP7d6CU_3nW5qoBrDieOF5c5623FtnPmfvaY_39J4Tf5ffsqpV2UOM7PrJAw8yhAqhGak9qpdxniyLekMbIIRr5rAADxKP5Ry9sawfb/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I LOVE the river!!! We had so much fun playing here during the reunion. I could have stayed all day.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">11 Years! </div></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmv6uBatjZWTpO4IHEeHMcn5cYME8bJ5aNK2eLgwMiXVdO7TfqBg9hr-KRjXOOd8QAfTlkLP6Zk7qDCZENrDW7B2pnzz0oUqE84Gnowem_RwQGUprfIF-X3BCx0cPvGoZFODDYXTQUs26/s1600-h/020.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363935518830182306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmv6uBatjZWTpO4IHEeHMcn5cYME8bJ5aNK2eLgwMiXVdO7TfqBg9hr-KRjXOOd8QAfTlkLP6Zk7qDCZENrDW7B2pnzz0oUqE84Gnowem_RwQGUprfIF-X3BCx0cPvGoZFODDYXTQUs26/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">On June 27th, Aaron and I celebrated our 11th wedding anniversary! Mimi kept Aidan, and here we are before we went out to dinner. I think it turned out pretty well for a self-portrait. I'm dealing with the crow's feet...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aaron Karr, I'm so grateful to be married to you! Thank you for asking me on October 17th, 1997. I love you so much! I'm proud of who you are in the eyes of God and men. I love your tender heart, your loyalty, generosity, determination, and love for those around you. I'm so proud to walk into a room on your arm. I'm so proud to belong to you! Thank you for encouraging me in my relationships with friends and family. Thank you for being by earthly provider and shepherd. Thank you for seeking God and being faithful to the plans He has for your life. I'm proud of you for your efforts to become more healthy because I want you around for a long, long time! Aside from God's, your opinion and respect matter most to me. I want to always make you proud. Your hand is the one I never tire of holding. You are the one I want to always walk beside. Your face is the last thing I want to see before God calls me Home. You are the one my soul loves. You are the love of my life! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You and no other.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">~B </span>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-22103254552529378692009-06-12T07:55:00.000-07:002009-06-18T20:10:07.307-07:00Rocky Mountain Road Trip '09!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XgvPu7FX-zXi3GR2e9RO1L08555q4YnY9sbaCbLZGUzrL1rH6_m3qM44JY3y-AQ0hu-dHkevVw1INxKyD1tg5SO4vTazESBzjk3ukcdgjiQNNy6eWMwkVIhC9huTB-pIYkBeImOU-zSA/s1600-h/233.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348859220210419234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XgvPu7FX-zXi3GR2e9RO1L08555q4YnY9sbaCbLZGUzrL1rH6_m3qM44JY3y-AQ0hu-dHkevVw1INxKyD1tg5SO4vTazESBzjk3ukcdgjiQNNy6eWMwkVIhC9huTB-pIYkBeImOU-zSA/s320/233.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> The Whole Posse</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(including the 3 month old strapped to her mama, drinking a bottle)</span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348471488274642578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFBUUZqz2LvVs6hl2kDIbkDwGI8b9e6IaJImhpRnU6PaH1g6SOt6xr5K5txUtSGFFkP8Sxsn9GYlxJwNc0b8IXarWF62V8AJvyRjVEahK4pAZtuudLuzLDIjZwVJC2UfoyspoOVidgb8nP/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You are HERE!</span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUqu_4DtlulXuBTGbb8T6QeDk4Tf521faKHTIhDxExrk7j1PYKhlpUnh0ggwHU744d-bVIS_W7CzGgFv3PkOF1wh1EoeNCnZvfVvOeNYz8znkK4kPen0QA5UiD5lDhxpdUdiYODw0ugeX8/s1600-h/224.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348471507758079970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUqu_4DtlulXuBTGbb8T6QeDk4Tf521faKHTIhDxExrk7j1PYKhlpUnh0ggwHU744d-bVIS_W7CzGgFv3PkOF1wh1EoeNCnZvfVvOeNYz8znkK4kPen0QA5UiD5lDhxpdUdiYODw0ugeX8/s320/224.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aidan's First Horseback Ride!</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZVIZG4kEm-0C-arHd7LZ31ykaOQEbt7sQjnGNNLm81evWHCpxvpGZJG0G6yZrh-wGpadLZ9w15WMkYZc58jxV1EQ1OvTa_Lln6LqR-qXU4SlWTx4zGI_V7BFmQ_l4Qq-MtoSRKud4rCe/s1600-h/194.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348471500507727554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZVIZG4kEm-0C-arHd7LZ31ykaOQEbt7sQjnGNNLm81evWHCpxvpGZJG0G6yZrh-wGpadLZ9w15WMkYZc58jxV1EQ1OvTa_Lln6LqR-qXU4SlWTx4zGI_V7BFmQ_l4Qq-MtoSRKud4rCe/s320/194.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Creede, CO</span> </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAYYVJw0NHEGnr51RSL_TFTpD0o3WaIEU3Iil40y50ECfJDVqTpboOPaUCOiCrF3kZR1-qXpLqszz2Nm29ClLIsdG_67qOJvLjnAr4yKV34WBWKqpPvZws3d3FOUwH_MnSdUfCzdFkZm-c/s1600-h/191.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348471492251550914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAYYVJw0NHEGnr51RSL_TFTpD0o3WaIEU3Iil40y50ECfJDVqTpboOPaUCOiCrF3kZR1-qXpLqszz2Nm29ClLIsdG_67qOJvLjnAr4yKV34WBWKqpPvZws3d3FOUwH_MnSdUfCzdFkZm-c/s320/191.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348468181179439730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwNF59GIIzB9FBi3OIggJY05L8djDXcveXGY2qPn-tgE10DvDVaaT9jXS1WLVQzoY6yhenmTCTNhTi6bL2_ncEZ9xuL4_ey9IzKiH92_cy9-2XiPasI7grLkyPt5ebxDg0w6j44nyudaXv/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Palo Duro Canyon, TX</span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskqmQcTZhbNfykDZIFsATAQcODUCZCk_s_C9eM4PasP06MbEu1jA7U3N07KaofZyqbV8kcbi1hGfFJmXTDtmdIzw430rMzzrtnkrbXh0qvonJLisa4w_nFt8RsX3UhiNivcozGe-9XxFH/s1600-h/151.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348471479893445362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskqmQcTZhbNfykDZIFsATAQcODUCZCk_s_C9eM4PasP06MbEu1jA7U3N07KaofZyqbV8kcbi1hGfFJmXTDtmdIzw430rMzzrtnkrbXh0qvonJLisa4w_nFt8RsX3UhiNivcozGe-9XxFH/s320/151.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Headwaters of the Rio Grande South Fork, CO</span></div><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">We got a jump-start on summer with a camping trip to New Mexico and Colorado last month. It was a little slow-going because we were pulling our camper, but we had a wonderful time! We spent the first night in Palo Duro Canyon just south of Amarillo, and it was cool and beautiful there. It didn't even feel like Texas! Aidan was a champ in the car (of course Mom's "bag of tricks" helped...) and surprisingly, even napped well as we were driving. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">The next day we got up early and drove to Alamosa, Colorado where we met our good friends the Knights, switched cars so that the girls and guys could visit, and then drove on to Creede, Co, one of the most beautiful places I've EVER been to. It did rain every day, but not all day, and we were able to do everything we planned and more. The little lodge where we stayed is owned by a sweet Christian family, and we felt like family too! We parked our camper by a mountain stream, and the kids enjoyed riding bikes, playing on the playground and romping with the resident dog, while the grown-ups visited by the fire. It was chilly! (but we from south TX welcomed that..). We also explored the surrounding area -which is all national forest- on hikes, a trailride, and fishing in the headwaters of the Rio Grande River. We didn't catch a thing, but it was beautiful just being there and being with friends we love so much! </span><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Evenings were spent making s'mores by the campfire. We also visited the little town of Creede a few times, and loved it too. The restaurants were great, and the shops very cute. The people were friendly, and most have lived there their whole lives. It's the perfect little mountain town. One day there was a little street festival, complete with face-painting, ice cream, cotton candy, and local artisans. Aidan was shocked by the stilt-walker at first, but then he was mesmerized and wouldn't walk on until the guy on the stilts showed him where his legs were! </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">We headed home through Ruidoso, NM where we dropped our trailer for Mimi and Pop's vacation this month. They'll bring it home this weekend! We enjoyed our trip, but it was good to get home. 2400 miles in a week (w/a 3 year old) is a long haul! </span></div></div><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyDagbMoHfDnlUgCYu1GTUNNUfoVEmtCVvo-ssH0barRymWwJ6FBiRFvkO5l8MSp4EfjGy_VdvI9IMwz8DaOA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-82537126415027858772009-04-24T21:31:00.000-07:002009-05-06T07:34:29.157-07:00Sowing Seeds<em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(A conversation that took place in the car with Daddy)</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">AIDAN: Daddy, where is Jesus right now?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">DADDY: Jesus is in Heaven, but He can also live in your heart. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">AIDAN: I want to see Him right now! <em>(<strong>Aside by me:</strong> Seriously, how does a parent respond to this one???)</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">DADDY: You will see Him someday, but right now you're Mommy and Daddy's little boy. <em>(<strong>Aside by me: </strong>GO DADDY!!!)</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">AIDAN: Ok. I'll just see Him after we get donuts and go to the lake.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br />:)<br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Aidan Michael, you are such an amazing boy! Daddy and I are so thankful that you're ours. We know though, that first you are God's and we love witnessing your little heart stirring in response to Him. We have prayed for your salvation even before we knew about you, and ask God for wisdom in raising you. We love you so much, and joyously look forward to the day our Savior writes His name in your heart.</span>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-44071899739664682022009-04-18T19:52:00.000-07:002009-04-18T20:20:53.557-07:00Happy Spring!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoInsYFXK_KuTr2Bk-VTDTR9STQtCNpHt9jNSrSqeQmUvDMUGEuGw-XiksIM_CAH4hDBAiQXHWm8bjH7tdnthNRN_OXNTo2xjiLANlc3J0Z1wl8IQdA80EssOuG2yOutbWELRyBsUbghf9/s1600-h/IMG_4843.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326232651905577778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoInsYFXK_KuTr2Bk-VTDTR9STQtCNpHt9jNSrSqeQmUvDMUGEuGw-XiksIM_CAH4hDBAiQXHWm8bjH7tdnthNRN_OXNTo2xjiLANlc3J0Z1wl8IQdA80EssOuG2yOutbWELRyBsUbghf9/s320/IMG_4843.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">On a whim, Aidan and I stopped by one of my favorite places, the Antique Rose Emporium, on the way home from Nana's house last week. I'm SO glad we did because e<em>verything</em> was in bloom, and it was simply breathtaking. It was so fun just following Aidan around the gardens as he pulled our wagon of flowers. Amazing place. Hope you enjoy our pictures! (Easter camping trip pics coming soon!)</span></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326233836175184050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwOYSJ3oNPoh4UAD-fsvO-jrhyphenhyphentf3mA-QTzFqAxz-AljGOVgYhvUw3vD2wYJMoYFQ9_FRBsdRuFRdyx8Kjxd1UMu4bE67rff-Er4FGH8cHRYPr7YnZCOQnWkfV_fcppO6M2-j84EJjxb0k/s320/IMG_4850+(2).JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The poppies were as tall as him!</span></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326233852292068978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglVEVAi-L5LkCr7rOXnSY2Nwh7QGdO5qIE8hrrk5huRfb7SIC_-4wy84sbvS-O6mcstEwMIdcQan3Y6vnXAvCSPiFhNxq2CjFWKmUwvOdF4DZjLgwRtyWn_lFArvSdMjzSYAWSViDVdQEu/s320/IMG_4897+(2).JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Yes, those are lettuces in front. We kept expecting to see Peter Rabbit any minute.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326233839294962450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs1BNiL1f7QwVkVKHMJwKlJnY8usqYuVsh5PgASx_6ib-gaEIzSsFFgTvh-D7g4vaRHatwmnFfyhxNGj9hlth_f0d7NAe7jAoeKf_cB7_mVjc9QHN8Vy_G1OUbTwmacFE8t8jdya4Bb5_C/s320/IMG_4872+(3).JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Just b/c I was feeling artsy...</span><br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326233847435443202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz-9KZncig-I7-_zkT9zqomB3HxOCzJBfs06Qby9ESfmp6aXNqQj5gEe8Y-i_H9Pe8PTN4SzqipG9962o-qz1BROy9_JNLUUrEX5Kg-cfRn9VKPFlN40uGpsuSM7JEWwecvCYm22ZAt-85/s320/IMG_4858+(2).JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326233849070953570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtqicChIsF-gCWatWalE-91KHeh8cymkU5MEfxKfXCyUk05ddhKjW-LwOJBvuTvSP0APc_2n-H4JUVCosUxm682BsoWcvAkqZoxPRejhRxe4OUZDUwFggt13eaQuiKQ_4kJUW2F1s_58xL/s320/IMG_4883+(2).JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This one is my fave!</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /></p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Happy Easter! Happy Spring! Happy Happy Everything!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">From The House of Karrs</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><div align="center"></div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-56760179487493760402009-03-26T12:53:00.000-07:002009-03-26T18:57:24.106-07:00Skuuter<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEsWSJ-p_rdDWvyBU4jxFDuMeexVYbhY681QkLo7Ayfy4brMoPrKj39RHEo7i2Qm9Yw5D1n6ZuDumZU3IEjvYFTMLqpj_xl9TSH6BoGds4sW62GP3xsnBmTDTofLEF5ZpPPdWX8uuNzqH-/s1600-h/IMG_4818+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317594897563804706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEsWSJ-p_rdDWvyBU4jxFDuMeexVYbhY681QkLo7Ayfy4brMoPrKj39RHEo7i2Qm9Yw5D1n6ZuDumZU3IEjvYFTMLqpj_xl9TSH6BoGds4sW62GP3xsnBmTDTofLEF5ZpPPdWX8uuNzqH-/s320/IMG_4818+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317595295183507938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhECU1CGGm8fyjeevB1PplGcslNEE-_ag0XdlgovDqLOlbcrbIJx4jdSq2zOQeWkEUJwPJ4nCixPQYg_J5p5Y_ikh0yF2q-gyl_a4EO8xB-T0_SoLp-bNVT10ozyfpwMHAO_hqAzt_p8pPO/s320/IMG_4827.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We have been enjoying our Spring Break around here! Technically, Aidan isn't in "real school", but his MDO is having a break, and I'm not teaching this week. It's SO nice to get to spend more time at home and not rush anywhere. I'm really loving spending some great one-on-one time with Aidan. Since we are still waiting for our next child, and don't know when we'll be matched, I'm trying to soak up this time while Aidan is still my only. We do still have our power struggles, but we're making progress (Thanks, <em>Growing Kids God's Way</em>!), and I'm amazed and more in love with my little boy every day. We've been planting flowerbeds, collecting bugs, learning letters and sight words, counting, painting, swimming, making banana bread, and planning a big camping trip that's coming up very soon! </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aidan's latest fave thing to do is to ride his <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Skuut-SKUUT-Balance-Bike/dp/B000O8OUUY/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=toys-and-games&qid=1238098307&sr=8-1">Skuut Bike</a>. As you can see in the pics, it's a little wooden 2 wheeler w/o pedals for toddlers that teaches them how to balance so they'll never need training wheels. We've had it since Christmas (Thanks, Mimi and Pop!), but about 2 weeks ago, he started just walking along "Flintstone-style" as he sat on it. Then, he started lifting his feet for short periods of time, and now he can ride the length of the driveway with both feet up. It's amazing to see! He got so fearless that we started making him wear a helmet when he rides! Apparantly, some avidly-cycling European countries give these bikes to their toddlers so that they can make the transition to breaks and pedals easier, after already learning the hardest part: balancing. All we know is that at age 3, this kid is FLYING on two wheels! I'm going to <em>try</em> and post a video of his riding. He's so proud! If you haven't already gotten your preschooler a bike, we highly recommend this one!</span></div><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx7ne3ADz0JlZ9O5fPLZ2cXIt8ZE_ufVWL9rM1h0qycCfeTiKJ53txAW8zGR8VEQ2jPC5clgkYlFEXmI4MVaA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Happy Spring Everyone!!!</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">~Aaron, Brooke, & Aidan :)</span></div></div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-3113676562276045002009-02-06T11:39:00.000-08:002009-03-01T23:07:41.769-08:00Frogs, Snails, and Dino-Burgers<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Our 3 year old has been really cracking us up lately with the things he says and does. Here are a few gems:</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">*Aidan was trying to play underfoot in our bathroom before church one morning, so we asked him to please take his toys to another room. He walked out and said, "Good-BYE, Your Highness!" Then shut the door.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">*Aidan loves to look at his big dinosaur book in the car. We've learned that the ones with teeth ate meat, and the ones with no teeth ate plants. I pointed to a particularly toothy dinosaur and asked Aidan what it ate.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">He shouted, "A BURGER!"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">*Aidan loves to play in the backyard with his big dog, Griffin, or "Giff-bo" as he calls him. Sometimes their games carry on until after the sun goes down and we can only keeps tabs on them by Aidan's light-up shoes. One evening, our motion-sensitive light clicked on, and standing there in the spotlight, Aidan raised his arms and yelled, "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!!..."</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">We about passed out at that ^^^one.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">*Last but not least-New house rule: No snails allowed in the refrigerator. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Here are his latest faves:</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite book: <em>Stellaluna</em> and anything <em>I Spy</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite game: Zingo </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite color: green</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite treat: Sonic Slush, a GREEN one.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite animal: Dinosaur</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite song: Jesus, You're My Lighthouse</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite Bible Story: Goliath (Go-WY-uff), and Daniel in the Lions' (Wyons') Den tied</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite Letters: O and S</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite thing to wear: his new light-up tennis shoes (Size <strong><em>12</em></strong>, aaahhh!!!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite thing to debate: Bedtime and wearing a jacket, tied</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite foods: Chicken Nuggets and Corndogs (has no idea Mommy buys the veggie ones which are actually very yummy!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Favorite instrument: DRUMS. :}</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-46186401716587368662008-12-31T08:57:00.000-08:002008-12-31T10:11:24.168-08:00Rockin' Around the Clock<div align="center"><em>"One, two, three o'clock, four o' clock rock..."(</em>four <em>AM</em>, that is)<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">This is the song that one of Aidan's new cars plays. I've heard it so much that it plays in my head even when the car isn't making a sound. It would be a little maddening if it wasn't the perfect theme song for our life right now. Aidan has RSV, and we've been up around the clock giving breathing treatments, and bringing fever down. He had it about the same time last year, and I thought we'd dodge it this year, but no such luck! At least we were home before he got sick.</div><br /><br /><div align="center">We did have a wonderful Christmas with our family and friends. When your birthday is Dec. 22nd, birthday and Christmas seem to get blurred in a whirlwind together, but we did our best to make each one separate and special. Below are some pictures of the fun things we did. Enjoy! Also, enjoy the music, if I can get it to work. Just pause, switch songs or mute your speakers if it annoys!</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286003303573333010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl2kG1zMw7kRS6FTcWYl9rR6H1fx_F6BKeZvOHM4YeRXn3OLSwqgP-uXr4Zc9MLeb5OXQousmM9trgMPRi_WNfu1UmzyihbQgNY2r45M-xcjNxgYKnuz8ibKl-4tMtkH4Tm61XZuxWASiu/s320/IMG_4407.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Aidan's Airplane Birthday Party with his little friends<br /><br /></p><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286004106561901714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGCRaZmooqSS1lYtisMZIgiNPdvK7N6quxRlmsnHB2AyCP7vgqGH-KyBp36ApqwTdN-mbQm0DeYe4fkQFdSjRoEF7gPSuqFZ59wXd0NVL_FdSUhvO4wZEIe1mFcMbHbma3lizF4M2rZ7ha/s320/IMG_4545.JPG" border="0" />Birthday dinner with family</div><p><br /> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286005451974985026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi814VOVxYVJBhKQU4-ZSJuEpWGeHTRp16mJlXxKF0ZRfIEf6tYrNZM8T5Ogw_tCMtv3D22esw1f9y0JVYQFdIA9LQngxzG-QeiOaGcBMq565QjQ-v95Mr_19CQIzRz0mu7Bz9Xda6MpIbW/s320/IMG_4513.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">North Pole Flyer train ride in Austin </p><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286007233267254082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKzaDl0ZRiKoxAq86l8Ms5kGvdDyoV8p-SndZXWlAT5l8_WRIYlaDwM5x8edLslEhqai6SPyvk_2U0291_BwXFyxrx9CBJSXwgy8E5aTpCkYWwsndfsD6dWFT1tuZDsn_frYXcVpC1sCiF/s320/IMG_4582.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Christmas morning we all went to Mimi's in our Jammies for breakfast (we had to take Aidan's new train house, of course.) Then we headed to Helotes to see Nana & Dad-Dad.</p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center">Sea World Trip with cousins, Mason and Marin<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286010687567645394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilf1-y4elf-PJ0meGsxT61tWwgfSfJeDig3s1Fr2w_3zJ9sV6UI4qn8bN6JpI4OqTR-5cRXdk8bqFBDE9v05hFqKMXT3VuN8g-cTDubBMVqhyphenhyphenAcajfJI0Uz6J9gvqFLory5eCfiQl4bEmI/s320/IMG_4641+(2).JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286014387759147602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx3ViZiAakNy1ZYIJzsp_vtz6CLVcbG8HN46JJcGReND79i8GsBGyTIHXUF8HQH7I5eK7k_PGM582_2Rk575v27alMvzzpAkxjGxieVGwEIbFJPjc9lRMNcCjQJVQcm042N9hkm7Gd59B4/s320/IMG_4615+(2).JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286010671563088786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15zde9-VX2tJ3w_tHWoJZpB1xesNW_t0qe-z9Tez1IbV0IkL3IqaInM0hK0_0gLQE5RIRrjWFICyE2fiC37MD9CGwhYBRQEL4u2JMkDNA-F96D1IuxQsaq4V-XpC16urAFpLQh6zT8P36/s320/IMG_4617.JPG" border="0" /><br />Behind the scenes with Shamu! Thanks, Leslie!</p><p align="center">*Funny Sidenote~ As we headed to the Budweiser Clydesdale house, I told Aidan that we were going to see the big horses that lived in the stable. He then asked, "Where Baby Jesus lives?"</p><p align="center">We also had Christmas Eve with the Karr side, and Christmas with my extended family on Sunday. Whew!!! I can't believe all this happened in little more than a week! It's good to be home-even if we are sick! Just pray that none of our little cousins gets sick too!</p><p align="center">Wishing you and yours good health and a very happy 2009!</p><p align="center">~Brooke, Aaron, and Aidan</p>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818077060593879179.post-71164922278524694432008-12-11T22:04:00.000-08:002008-12-12T09:48:46.020-08:00This Time of Year<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4L-dyQKJv3WwgJ9bXfDEAalDOE65PjqxSQcSX7Jd_v-rgwK2C-9ouGs5A_HMBvEgtvRvoVvrMoSLs0gAM7HFyUYzcwT-BUYcZg7vnqSnv4njtO1HR0GBZEzrIREnkiQD88st-3RgdmaP/s1600-h/IMG_4318.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278785499582459506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4L-dyQKJv3WwgJ9bXfDEAalDOE65PjqxSQcSX7Jd_v-rgwK2C-9ouGs5A_HMBvEgtvRvoVvrMoSLs0gAM7HFyUYzcwT-BUYcZg7vnqSnv4njtO1HR0GBZEzrIREnkiQD88st-3RgdmaP/s320/IMG_4318.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We love the Christmas season around here! Not only are we anticipating the celebration of our Savior's birth, but also Aidan's birthday on the 22nd. It's a busy time, but one we are enjoying even more with an almost 3-year-old running through the room in his red slippers nabbing candy canes off the tree when he thinks we aren't looking. We love rocking by our fireplace and reading all our Christmas books as we explain over and over how the love of God came down for the world in a tiny baby. Even though the three wisemen in our play Nativity set sometimes arrive by firetruck or airplane, Aidan's grasping the concept as much as a kid his age can! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I look at my son, and I can't imagine my life without him, and I'm so thankful to God for creating him just for our family. I'm also thankful for his wonderful birthmom, Mary, who chose us. (Yes, Aidan's birthmom is Mary too!) As he grows and understands what it means to be adopted, we share his story with him again and again and show him the pictures of how he came to us. Aidan now can answer who's tummy he grew in: "Mary's tummy!". He knows that God told her he was supposed to be our baby, and Mary listened to God, and that's how we became a family. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I remember how it felt on Dec. 14, 2005 boarding the plane to California, excited and nervous, unable to really grasp that I would have a baby, <em>my</em> baby, with me the next time I saw Texas. After serious illness, infertility, and a previous failed adoption, it seemed so surreal and UNreal that this was finally happening for us. But our Savior knows the desires of our hearts! He used all those things to bring us our son, and He constantly reminded us of His love and provision throughout. Our child could have been born in any state, but he was born in California where we have family. I was so honored to witness his birth, cut the cord, and feed him his first bottle. Mary invited me to share her room, and at night Aidan slept between the two people on earth who love him the most- one enough to choose life and then let him go. We were released from the hospital with Aidan on Christmas Eve and drove to my aunt's house where my whole tearful but joyful family was waiting on the driveway. We were granted permission to travel home to Texas on New Year's Eve where friends greeted us in the airport, and Aaron's whole family was waiting on <em>our </em>driveway! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The Lord brought this long-awaited child to our home so closely tied to the time another long-awaited Child came for the whole world. You see, two miracles happen for us this time of year, and for this we give God all the Glory and praise.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"For unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given..." Isaiah 9:6</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Christmas Morning 2005</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278799295026628034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigx5kZLNTClmSuF7amUMDuazoyR7-D4wLzQpWnIS3p96l7toI-MIM-RSY8xBWVPKydPlPgAbhvJjeVBTuf8cWyB6eFIa4fRo7VFwFt5u6k7t_IqNY9fMckh4ZShKMT4td7xn0Gy48LpGwb/s320/Chistmas+Morning.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aidan Michael, God answered our prayers with you!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mary, I am humbled by you. We love you.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Family and friends, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Grace and peace be yours in abundance through the knowledge of God and of Jesus our Lord." 2 Peter 1:2</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08763197412764852513noreply@blogger.com1