tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65497718828739426292024-03-05T20:15:34.840-05:00Life's Full SpectrumMy journey in raising my three beautiful kids. One with Asperger's, one with Pdd-NOS and one that is neurotypical. Travel with me through life's joys, challenges and victories.Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-3100929782653670572010-04-07T11:01:00.002-04:002010-04-07T11:17:10.285-04:00BrushingToday I thought I would write about brushing. Brushing teeth and hair to be to the point. Why does it have to be so hard to get these basic things done? I tell Finley, my three year old, to brush his teeth and he does his best. I tell Jasmine to brush her teeth and it is as if I have asked her to run a marathon, up hill, in the snow, with no shoes on. I.just.don't.get.it. Is it a sensory thing? A defiance thing? It is not because she doesn't have the skills. She can do it. With a treat promised she will do it....fast. When it is just to have fresh breath and take care of her teeth....forget it. And Ryan. Well, we hold him down. I mean we HOLD him down. I sit on the floor with him in my arms, legs pinned under my legs, arms smashed behind me and the other one firmly held in my clutched fist. And then I pin his head with my chin start brushing. All to get his teeth clean. CRAZY! <br /><br />And hair brushing. Jasmine will do it sometimes and other times lie to my face, matted hair and all. Like I can't tell that she didn't do it. I didn't just land on this Earth yesterday. I lied to my mom when I was younger. Might even do it now (sorry mom). Do all kids have this same lack of caring? And Ryan. Well, I hold him down. I mean, HOLD him down. I get a wet paper towel and swipe at his head while he tries to swat at me. Then, silly me, I try WITH A BRUSH to brush his hair while he does every move possible to get away from me. Sometimes my non-brushing Jasmine helps me hold him down. And then she goes into the bathroom and pretends to brush her hair thinking that I won't hold her down too. I won't...but still. <br /><br />So, in a house with sensory issues this mom has an issue with brushing. I might not always be fully dressed at the bus stop in the morning but my hair is always brushed!Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-5010975737193889372010-03-23T10:48:00.005-04:002010-03-23T11:59:17.617-04:00i heart faces<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw1omFICAWQaoJFPNUUSeYrJ-BR4MnFh8icgRCaY09objQC47in0DfA6A1eiw__AdNSXB5jZLcWUFyVYJE6Tp4oqEz0tVo32ySBl-IfjVH7MHwN30xS_lhSjCNUc3HAE7lZywIsjnX52P4/s1600-h/heavensent.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw1omFICAWQaoJFPNUUSeYrJ-BR4MnFh8icgRCaY09objQC47in0DfA6A1eiw__AdNSXB5jZLcWUFyVYJE6Tp4oqEz0tVo32ySBl-IfjVH7MHwN30xS_lhSjCNUc3HAE7lZywIsjnX52P4/s320/heavensent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451841511156867698" /></a><br /><br /><br />The theme this week in pictures taken from an angle. I just love this picture of Finley, my youngest. I took it on the first day of nice weather here in Pennsylvania. Still snow on the ground but we were out playing with the plastic yard toys. I think of my dad when I see this picture. I know that he is the sunlight bathing down on his little grandson from Heaven.<br /><br />Check out the other entries at.......<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg"/></a></center>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-89384950898768488302010-03-15T12:31:00.003-04:002010-03-15T12:37:17.475-04:00I Heart Faces ~ Bundeled Up<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1l_V1jMpMNApQ_14tQ9bi5KNi6g2Y153jMxdBc1IHcOr6zSU8OzKnvXnBoNAo7ElgEiOVTqcWRNUnt46UEfdAnJ4Lck1eiFAzy91ua-uC94xP56l7-8ZsIZmgNjMLb-eoMZcYQD__sebo/s1600-h/caring1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1l_V1jMpMNApQ_14tQ9bi5KNi6g2Y153jMxdBc1IHcOr6zSU8OzKnvXnBoNAo7ElgEiOVTqcWRNUnt46UEfdAnJ4Lck1eiFAzy91ua-uC94xP56l7-8ZsIZmgNjMLb-eoMZcYQD__sebo/s320/caring1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448899286395791330" /></a><br /><br /><br />This picture was taken after one of the first snows of the season. I love this picture because the light captured the sparkle in the kids eyes that they get when they are doing something they love. Love my sweet babies!!<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg"/></a></center>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-19524685505863372062010-02-27T19:33:00.002-05:002010-02-27T19:40:32.393-05:00Thing I still need to doBold the ones you've done <br /><br /><strong><strong>1. Started your own blog</strong></strong><br /><strong>2. Slept under the stars</strong><br />3. Played in a band<br /><strong>4. Visited Hawaii</strong><br />5. Watched a meteor shower <br />6. Given more than you can afford to charity <br /><strong>7. Been to Disneyland</strong><br /><strong>8. Climbed a mountain</strong><br /><strong>9. Held a praying mantis</strong> <br />10. Sang a solo<br />11. Bungee jumped<br /><strong>12. Visited Paris</strong> <br /><strong>13. Watched a thunder and lightning storm</strong> <br />14. Taught yourself an art from scratch <br /><strong>15. Adopted a child</strong> (Tim did and my name is on the papers)<br /><strong>16. Had food poisoning</strong><br />17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty<br />18. Grown your own vegetables <br /><strong>19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France</strong> <br /><strong>20. Slept on an overnight train</strong><br /><strong>21. Had a pillow fight</strong><br />22. Hitch hiked<br /><strong>23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill</strong><br />24. Built a snow fort<br />25. Held a lamb <br /><strong>26. Gone skinny dipping</strong><br />27. Run a Marathon <br />28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice <br />29. Seen a total eclipse <br /><strong>30. Watched a sunrise or sunset</strong><br />31. Hit a home run<br /><strong>32. Been on a cruise</strong><br />33. Seen Niagara Falls in person<br />34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors<br /><strong>35. Seen an Amish community</strong><br />36. Taught yourself a new language<br />37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied<br />38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person<br /><strong>39. Gone rock climbing</strong><br /><strong>40. Seen Michelangelo’s David</strong><br />41. Sung karaoke<br />42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt<br />43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant<br />44. Visited Africa<br /><strong>45. Walked on a beach by moonlight</strong><br />46. Been transported in an ambulance<br /><strong>47. Had your portrait painted</strong><br />48. Gone deep sea fishing<br />49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person<br /><strong>50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris</strong><br /><strong>51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling</strong><br /><strong>52. Kissed in the rain</strong><br /><strong>53. Played in the mud</strong><br />54. Gone to a drive-in theater <br />55. Been in a movie<br />56. Visited the Great Wall of China<br />57. Started a business <br />58. Taken a martial arts class <br />59. Visited Russia<br /><strong>60. Served at a soup kitchen</strong><br /><strong>61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies</strong> <br />62. Gone whale watching <br />63. Got flowers for no reason<br /><strong>64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma</strong><br />65. Gone sky diving<br /><strong>66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp</strong><br /><strong>67. Bounced a check</strong> <br />68. Flown in a helicopter <br /><strong>69. Saved a favorite childhood toy </strong><br /><strong>70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial</strong> <br /><strong>71. Eaten caviar</strong> <br />72. Pieced a quilt<br /><strong>73. Stood in Times Square</strong><br />74. Toured the Everglades<br /><strong>75. Been fired from a job</strong><br />76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London<br />77. Broken a bone<br />78. Been a passenger on a motorcycle<br /><strong>79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person</strong> <br />80. Published a book<br />81. Visited the Vatican<br /><strong>82. Bought a brand new car</strong><br />83. Walked in Jerusalem<br /><strong>84. Had your picture in the newspaper</strong> <br />85. Kissed a stranger at midnight on New Year’s Eve<br /><strong>86. Visited the White House</strong><br />87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating <br /><strong>88. had chickenpox </strong><br />89. Saved someone’s life<br />90. Sat on a jury<br /><strong>91. Met someone famous</strong><br />92. Joined a book club<br />93. Got a tattoo<br /><strong>94. Had a baby</strong> <br />95. Seen the Alamo in person <br />96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake<br />97. Been involved in a law suit<br /><strong>98. Owned a cell phone<br />99. Been stung by a bee</strong>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-25737080384139605912010-02-23T14:50:00.004-05:002010-02-23T14:59:34.505-05:00Hands<center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_Photography_125.jpg"/></a></center><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnVw0CypsGUzox-JKZ5u6eCLVJffdQG24i_UQ2_KTWUYUqXfdfAzGR0F0klRvkGqreyZ_6fKoJwgeOUuwW_jOeQe0qWFwH0FwmEgD0H-fAGdE-6nJll6hLYFTPuQ4tMPsfCxCK0KOmR7QB/s1600-h/handsiheartfaces.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnVw0CypsGUzox-JKZ5u6eCLVJffdQG24i_UQ2_KTWUYUqXfdfAzGR0F0klRvkGqreyZ_6fKoJwgeOUuwW_jOeQe0qWFwH0FwmEgD0H-fAGdE-6nJll6hLYFTPuQ4tMPsfCxCK0KOmR7QB/s320/handsiheartfaces.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441530703036519010" /></a><br /><br />This was taken in the ICU that day my dad's heart took it's final beat. My parents had been married for 40+ years and I took this for my mom. She said that she liked this picture over even any picture of my dad's face because she could feel him when she looked at it.Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-6201356829743571652009-12-28T22:03:00.002-05:002009-12-28T22:06:05.387-05:00Christmas ~ Grandma came to visit!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5HcWRpSjaXfIge_0-Nds-bsKdSvUaEJyDGJSOTwjnWQYoim7Fxwhu5cUfGBgjlU8mE7hISAXq2-uykckqxg2DaVtxk6pXR0gcOuxUMqgj9cyyg2YUPWwVystIDIHvUnyOXHdBLdgI7O2/s1600-h/IMG_5494.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420489015086154402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5HcWRpSjaXfIge_0-Nds-bsKdSvUaEJyDGJSOTwjnWQYoim7Fxwhu5cUfGBgjlU8mE7hISAXq2-uykckqxg2DaVtxk6pXR0gcOuxUMqgj9cyyg2YUPWwVystIDIHvUnyOXHdBLdgI7O2/s320/IMG_5494.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirZosPq2WDeGKpz5e7MMjVh2TsPdOoA7wb77bx8ow2NcgEjwKTzln15gAoa0yBDFh4V99CENMqixyjTcjU0zfDEhqVT3bJR59yoMe23pUrbHlEfnpRw4HqJEnUGS1VBxE6YjPOqF0Bqz0M/s1600-h/IMG_5488.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420489013765236722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirZosPq2WDeGKpz5e7MMjVh2TsPdOoA7wb77bx8ow2NcgEjwKTzln15gAoa0yBDFh4V99CENMqixyjTcjU0zfDEhqVT3bJR59yoMe23pUrbHlEfnpRw4HqJEnUGS1VBxE6YjPOqF0Bqz0M/s320/IMG_5488.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaA9RytstZTkbGVKn7hwe7NXsEIfc_8zO-i_IqZcbrWLEjhzgt9R2KgQgfnru93P7-IoHwjNVo2rMC8bGZHuqc7WOvBfFMH-Z9dNYQabFZskg-Und7RHp2U2GySO5IxAt_huoWzJg1Az8S/s1600-h/IMG_5479.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420489005792437794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaA9RytstZTkbGVKn7hwe7NXsEIfc_8zO-i_IqZcbrWLEjhzgt9R2KgQgfnru93P7-IoHwjNVo2rMC8bGZHuqc7WOvBfFMH-Z9dNYQabFZskg-Und7RHp2U2GySO5IxAt_huoWzJg1Az8S/s320/IMG_5479.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-88514631612335740282009-11-02T09:07:00.000-05:002009-11-02T09:09:37.722-05:00Halloween<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitD6XgGVUBffZ_-OSOD9xjVYpYB5Zs7BAUoy3vcForRrDr78w-dB9FnpFOh1u2s-K9Xbc_8CU2nW4-Mv2nbV5jALQAUrsMhCrvfSuqsiphKVR20nMnXrFgpxJ9PmN8vjbmWPB3bQ7CGmHi/s1600-h/hallow12.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399507970465423474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6yAVFTyqBiqfFFiYRAykkU6zB04xyRB2exeyb6SXWEhdzEjg81bplPBYeEYJbpTrdoh6MzCxp_Cedlyt3VHQCWmdmClVMC9VhwjLgC6MSW2Cxe4h4Wut6N6tlR7zyiM9_s5NvLruE49mp/s320/hallow16.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-72719696896355796892009-10-14T11:43:00.001-04:002009-10-14T11:45:06.225-04:00Jean came to visit<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxFE0FzbD04Ha6utsyGIPuwo1LynyHeubunfUVv-G7AgAhY3fHUf1BmpvSd6OmX4qMe5ECZiw_UgYILaaL5DMD772Nz-97gfJPghX4UNYb8P3RODsT_yAKJS9UrOQ08ecXzNhPXiuRGjyi/s1600-h/IMG_4836.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392482167674719826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxFE0FzbD04Ha6utsyGIPuwo1LynyHeubunfUVv-G7AgAhY3fHUf1BmpvSd6OmX4qMe5ECZiw_UgYILaaL5DMD772Nz-97gfJPghX4UNYb8P3RODsT_yAKJS9UrOQ08ecXzNhPXiuRGjyi/s320/IMG_4836.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJfOV6naCBrWWz7OdmyN0PzclTIGKn4R_uzDCpgRDvvU8YcjGZ4I3WZFgcQokaWlTsO0GMt3PBJatxVxk6YXhw-zZLMy1dZHlZqHMcWPFp1UOwR28B-O9GkLfa8wtqIP3k_nHvUBHw8MI/s1600-h/IMG_4834.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392481921068855218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJfOV6naCBrWWz7OdmyN0PzclTIGKn4R_uzDCpgRDvvU8YcjGZ4I3WZFgcQokaWlTsO0GMt3PBJatxVxk6YXhw-zZLMy1dZHlZqHMcWPFp1UOwR28B-O9GkLfa8wtqIP3k_nHvUBHw8MI/s320/IMG_4834.JPG" /></a></div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-69275280246363690712009-10-14T09:08:00.004-04:002009-10-14T09:13:06.190-04:00The BUSRyan rode the bus for the very first time yesterday. He was happy before he got on the bus. See the smiles!!! He was OK when he got on the bus too. Kind of excited. Then you see the last picture I took of him. He has that scared look in his face then. Broke my heart!!! He was not happy to see me leaving and letting him actually go.on.the.bus like that. Very emotional day. He pooped (nervous tummy), was non-compliant (says his teacher in a note) and took a nap on the way home (don't know for how long). He was super thirsty and hungry. I could tell that he was not happy with the situation. <br /><br />I was also very proud of him. A few years ago they didn't think that he would live and he is now riding a bus by himself and dealing with it! He is so amazingly strong!!!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzW0dHytvxJt_m2_21faGTxY7-S9OlqoGAvg2eJZr0FevU6D_QgLIJI4DE4ooplsaVKJ6CzBJw9k2ttxIidVm5G4dgy6cFtauPIIa969_x6bmJNVEy-PvW-StjLCCJDkVzLstEuGUQFuOq/s1600-h/IMG_4853.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392442140623977282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzW0dHytvxJt_m2_21faGTxY7-S9OlqoGAvg2eJZr0FevU6D_QgLIJI4DE4ooplsaVKJ6CzBJw9k2ttxIidVm5G4dgy6cFtauPIIa969_x6bmJNVEy-PvW-StjLCCJDkVzLstEuGUQFuOq/s320/IMG_4853.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiWyVdzIx-VT1oxuOPCQQEHDwGxwofUlHoc-_zl7eetpPsaZgHswEVOWuiG8DgpmHZ2pYSHuLh9NOR1MOluc38IN_My2yDKkZ6ndrNycfGmzcROLf0CAMwrOBClXLkWtBJTw3LUuaLI8Nj/s1600-h/IMG_4858.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392442133859560018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiWyVdzIx-VT1oxuOPCQQEHDwGxwofUlHoc-_zl7eetpPsaZgHswEVOWuiG8DgpmHZ2pYSHuLh9NOR1MOluc38IN_My2yDKkZ6ndrNycfGmzcROLf0CAMwrOBClXLkWtBJTw3LUuaLI8Nj/s320/IMG_4858.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRJfHSI7zXmDJpLjeuAOooh7cINuHsioICfYr1oi5IxQyttotOC04MZVynPa4MsufeuLZHM8xRoGqRx8UQrJBJLagaEDRK6DbKgP0kRvrKUttuScgxMzeFk42QH7UAu3VV34Ai6vXVja4Y/s1600-h/IMG_4859.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392442122529995842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRJfHSI7zXmDJpLjeuAOooh7cINuHsioICfYr1oi5IxQyttotOC04MZVynPa4MsufeuLZHM8xRoGqRx8UQrJBJLagaEDRK6DbKgP0kRvrKUttuScgxMzeFk42QH7UAu3VV34Ai6vXVja4Y/s320/IMG_4859.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqV3pZFPGTjft34GJ-10Q7ccO8YO2gt9Telc1O8TXSt40ZA3_9BxlCmsz62sszcCbkMw1YsaDZzeWxWAmkJJLOCR9giKhlOjDBwYtOfgnrbhhYLfklEx9O6oTxjYJ8yrvWgc1k-SXPMeq/s1600-h/IMG_4860.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392442118871295138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqV3pZFPGTjft34GJ-10Q7ccO8YO2gt9Telc1O8TXSt40ZA3_9BxlCmsz62sszcCbkMw1YsaDZzeWxWAmkJJLOCR9giKhlOjDBwYtOfgnrbhhYLfklEx9O6oTxjYJ8yrvWgc1k-SXPMeq/s320/IMG_4860.JPG" /></a>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-84221201739617820292009-10-04T21:56:00.000-04:002009-10-04T22:00:21.144-04:00Butterflies<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAaDW9agCuYOlkr6CGMVPFKVMLOFxib2_aYqTKxY72WnYRI7d9e8EM92Cu-JdaMZWcNTpfXxM2vU-e6Jpf6WW1xxol5QpqXwP7wS726KITaqOrRecivhgLDuQ9gEtcXt-O3YD5Ufsygezz/s1600-h/butterfly.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388929037392856642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAaDW9agCuYOlkr6CGMVPFKVMLOFxib2_aYqTKxY72WnYRI7d9e8EM92Cu-JdaMZWcNTpfXxM2vU-e6Jpf6WW1xxol5QpqXwP7wS726KITaqOrRecivhgLDuQ9gEtcXt-O3YD5Ufsygezz/s320/butterfly.jpg" /></a> Jasmine loves butterflies. Our new house has a few butterfly bushes around it. I took this picture during my corn grilling disaster. I got so distracted by this beauty that the husks caught on fire and we almost made popcorn instead of dinner. I am clear now on why they tell you to take all the husks off except for the very inner ones. GOT IT! Anyway, Jasmine is loving the butterflies. There are often many on one bush. They flutter and chase. Simply beautiful animals.<br /><div></div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-77419205531777632422009-09-18T20:15:00.000-04:002009-09-18T20:19:11.996-04:00Sunset<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMnkgPsDi-S_r7HUuJbAxdcxUrJbhCfSHqI0KxnvMmH_kK84aUe4nLqUoShoIrUUv1HmVlOVFsVs-uJNmrwUhmZiB2bm6jd6Ir4SdoD8iSGvyuvPuLVqZwol_Rw9XLO3l3nhclJEMlQgaB/s1600-h/IMG_4659.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382965717239542418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMnkgPsDi-S_r7HUuJbAxdcxUrJbhCfSHqI0KxnvMmH_kK84aUe4nLqUoShoIrUUv1HmVlOVFsVs-uJNmrwUhmZiB2bm6jd6Ir4SdoD8iSGvyuvPuLVqZwol_Rw9XLO3l3nhclJEMlQgaB/s320/IMG_4659.JPG" /></a> This is the view every night after dinner from my new deck. It is amazing and calming. Makes me forget for a few minutes the mess of boxes inside my house. We are making some progress on our unpacking. I have been thinking of reasons to leave the house to avoid it but we are getting some things done.<br /><div></div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-18031081422186029412009-09-10T10:21:00.000-04:002009-09-10T10:23:36.932-04:00MovingWe are in the process of moving. Haven't taken a single picture in over a week. Shame on me. This being in a hotel with kids by myself is not photo inspiring. Oh well. We are having fun (kind of) and will be in our new house tomorrow night for our first night. Then the unpacking begins. Booo Whooo. Not thinking that will be fun.Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-16240910705738932052009-08-19T12:21:00.000-04:002009-08-19T12:22:53.916-04:00Finleyville<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReCaSpdI4bN7q7DyCfRG0ePgL40pzwD5kU54yZC0OZx6X9sG7atE0BPfyNMevb9qTX0svTmVap6aoatauuxPsat9-MacKeJnkrs18RYqWGi3dEGFNkDyGmY0-jUeqiCZ2Kfz9ERUXHuTP/s1600-h/finley1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371711154557075394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReCaSpdI4bN7q7DyCfRG0ePgL40pzwD5kU54yZC0OZx6X9sG7atE0BPfyNMevb9qTX0svTmVap6aoatauuxPsat9-MacKeJnkrs18RYqWGi3dEGFNkDyGmY0-jUeqiCZ2Kfz9ERUXHuTP/s320/finley1.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgooK-MlgljekYlKdFy4mL2oy5ViN7YJQg77TrW9jri7Ke55jdw5QKhEyJ01j5XaAiPOF1ZQQFPbpXRaW432Bpf2fUNugTbKM9Rxx6IHkIdObhYx8EgeBCibXUoQctiwJHffU0e7S8XrsjJ/s1600-h/finley4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371711151391735170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgooK-MlgljekYlKdFy4mL2oy5ViN7YJQg77TrW9jri7Ke55jdw5QKhEyJ01j5XaAiPOF1ZQQFPbpXRaW432Bpf2fUNugTbKM9Rxx6IHkIdObhYx8EgeBCibXUoQctiwJHffU0e7S8XrsjJ/s320/finley4.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiehdVye09A4Y02q5ZfzBWRbEoAm2yt1TdVoAGMD34WcWs3HMSNaQlanLs_BHlCssoMQIEHGFJoE23UHQFMUocBZ0n-uf7kq27b_ccIT5nI0r-2vLEiHj7i9Mq6t2ZzHp78u79MdPgzHFq-/s1600-h/finley3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371711140411876978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiehdVye09A4Y02q5ZfzBWRbEoAm2yt1TdVoAGMD34WcWs3HMSNaQlanLs_BHlCssoMQIEHGFJoE23UHQFMUocBZ0n-uf7kq27b_ccIT5nI0r-2vLEiHj7i9Mq6t2ZzHp78u79MdPgzHFq-/s320/finley3.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-40896768922156888792009-08-19T12:19:00.000-04:002009-08-19T12:21:29.799-04:00Our house<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9S_viIgyCyA6uBm3X99-IQawMbVs1AbChnIB7bBhGufqf-_i_JLYtfONQ2-xEeoP-fZqmRDj4uyfYEjAF37RqnTgcG6K2zyJZtOhJHxIOup1KtYsfXf_8bAvf2XELfmBQuIi-Rjxq7bi/s1600-h/houseoutside.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371710500901584018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9S_viIgyCyA6uBm3X99-IQawMbVs1AbChnIB7bBhGufqf-_i_JLYtfONQ2-xEeoP-fZqmRDj4uyfYEjAF37RqnTgcG6K2zyJZtOhJHxIOup1KtYsfXf_8bAvf2XELfmBQuIi-Rjxq7bi/s320/houseoutside.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Here is a picture of the place we will call home. I am so excited for the change and scared to death at the same time. It is an exciting journey to be on. Welcome Home Biegler Family.</div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-55958034704832897142009-07-19T10:22:00.003-04:002009-11-17T22:42:26.377-05:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXCMseluJmEt0tmioAjHMTTxOK4ZkHmebeELvTN0DrjgfPEia2M72MY2grb3I635tbIJbsG_5cCap8660BpffO8LcQ0scv6PB3GMhIzrWRoBf6dzCv5WOlKESrVmXUzGqc-WC6dYEKNj4/s1600-h/IMG_3979.JPG"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQeK0m_AmhdgGgBf04cExWinD7TPkl9s_m0KqI1YLc0uOSBRac0Xg0_n1ut37fGnXVOdAmCpPa99Zq5GA-PR9FAZGljarf5QVNlBabfrASOs2h1GV4p3tx_Fy6CZb5T97lMK9k0Kr15T5w/s1600-h/mirror.jpg"></a>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-37843412201385978282009-07-19T10:22:00.001-04:002009-07-19T10:34:50.043-04:00Hotel fun in Philadelphia<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRmWSf3nAYrM1O89LaHdaRx_Qs1oHKQgvv0p49b7wfgKLROrzGEHwb7jJQFhVC9n34NHTOGol4loWHx-PGgiHxsIIXPk5n3CsNDCZdXe__lI_4ZmSJE2ABHmSHIgOhCHRdu4ozQamlEScj/s1600-h/mirror.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360179509241733266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRmWSf3nAYrM1O89LaHdaRx_Qs1oHKQgvv0p49b7wfgKLROrzGEHwb7jJQFhVC9n34NHTOGol4loWHx-PGgiHxsIIXPk5n3CsNDCZdXe__lI_4ZmSJE2ABHmSHIgOhCHRdu4ozQamlEScj/s320/mirror.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTXCvn8IaiEErhwXBIs2mNTLRRlwEBIP4-7re9N_sKi2GoojPGerMk2aGcEVY8rDfAj_2IHgQC4osWf9F-IiOlvBUR25EowqSaX9cj5i5Ob3g0gI7dno7wxENVeHW0GunVMJAeaVGXoGqj/s1600-h/IMG_3979.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360179506735597314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTXCvn8IaiEErhwXBIs2mNTLRRlwEBIP4-7re9N_sKi2GoojPGerMk2aGcEVY8rDfAj_2IHgQC4osWf9F-IiOlvBUR25EowqSaX9cj5i5Ob3g0gI7dno7wxENVeHW0GunVMJAeaVGXoGqj/s320/IMG_3979.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIqAqO2HZ3_g-jOsJ2JrWaCcz5b9TRMh3boOrnvnvuvQIb1eyI6djAGMQX4IIJ17LJHtGGAzDZc2eenQl2wjs7zJ07J9s1Mnj5qPtTgo3vsp5TcTjoGbdSHnP3SWbqwVojPuGa3DZjiooI/s1600-h/mirror2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360179503540681906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIqAqO2HZ3_g-jOsJ2JrWaCcz5b9TRMh3boOrnvnvuvQIb1eyI6djAGMQX4IIJ17LJHtGGAzDZc2eenQl2wjs7zJ07J9s1Mnj5qPtTgo3vsp5TcTjoGbdSHnP3SWbqwVojPuGa3DZjiooI/s320/mirror2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNeTNcft-U5tRHzTfLoZXVav2KYEgZQipxLT91d5eL055z9p0T1Vd3lbRq6pjsl_cuiiDgPXx3sB1hnUhzPUHdzPVG2Auo_AuHa9T4PFUEzaCbgrH0tXJ_32HadrHDMd8TI_Nq3amrK16K/s1600-h/mirror2.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXCMseluJmEt0tmioAjHMTTxOK4ZkHmebeELvTN0DrjgfPEia2M72MY2grb3I635tbIJbsG_5cCap8660BpffO8LcQ0scv6PB3GMhIzrWRoBf6dzCv5WOlKESrVmXUzGqc-WC6dYEKNj4/s1600-h/IMG_3979.JPG"></a></p><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">We went with Tim on his trip and looked at a few houses. I took out my camera and took a few pictures since we had some time to wait. I think they loook cute.</div></div></div></div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-49196253077557557552009-06-29T22:47:00.000-04:002009-06-29T22:50:49.127-04:00Big boy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1U8lxwVkjAcZcB8keJHmtSJVVWmBZ2lZXoJyJo73ZzZvxuFWOaJ-dFTP-0OcIgHKcALvHY6rfqLrEnBv8KRQC9kjqmI1jQkUR6TApaIOimOh8jxnt7mspsmfBVNZaBVU1F2L951li6isQ/s1600-h/IMG_3349.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1U8lxwVkjAcZcB8keJHmtSJVVWmBZ2lZXoJyJo73ZzZvxuFWOaJ-dFTP-0OcIgHKcALvHY6rfqLrEnBv8KRQC9kjqmI1jQkUR6TApaIOimOh8jxnt7mspsmfBVNZaBVU1F2L951li6isQ/s320/IMG_3349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352947177763421698" /></a><br /><br />My baby is not a baby anymore. When I saw this picture it made me realize that he is a little boy now. I am happy for him that he is growing and changing and happy and healthy but I will miss having a baby in the house.Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-66912205992525234382009-06-14T22:47:00.000-04:002009-06-14T22:53:56.182-04:00Splashin' around<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW6-hX-j8qMtxGmvSPh3Je3sqgrP_C_9uKDaH0k_WAardCfvCqaIn9tfUROrbqIf0j3yqvoz7ymDLaYPtTlZ6zNjMaoSMPnGX5IpQF4zZn9hcYWmWjPu61u4QR6Q3Tdvkh2LFhhjPGP5dV/s1600-h/splash.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW6-hX-j8qMtxGmvSPh3Je3sqgrP_C_9uKDaH0k_WAardCfvCqaIn9tfUROrbqIf0j3yqvoz7ymDLaYPtTlZ6zNjMaoSMPnGX5IpQF4zZn9hcYWmWjPu61u4QR6Q3Tdvkh2LFhhjPGP5dV/s320/splash.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347381957104474786" /></a><br />It rained the other day and the weather was nice and comfortable. Jasmine decided to show Finley about jumping in puddles. They had a blast getting each other's legs wet. These two are becoming quite good friends, when Jasmine notices him. They are funny together. Finley just loves her. He waites for her to get home from school and gets so excited to see her. It is sweet. He calls her "Yaya".Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-68437147826726304242009-06-12T16:08:00.001-04:002009-06-12T16:11:27.405-04:00Summer fun<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_jd-iXMiWd-wksjCFNyGM4MY6TrAuu03NqbpV5OgZwRdU62btd6xZcjRZ2Xx6E9u4f88tpuhTT120YCjYUFptzS6JhiWDOEXtqgshxz5PZS3QuidxEaD9IaC0MW-1hB3-wcq27aIex5lF/s1600-h/IMG_3465.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_jd-iXMiWd-wksjCFNyGM4MY6TrAuu03NqbpV5OgZwRdU62btd6xZcjRZ2Xx6E9u4f88tpuhTT120YCjYUFptzS6JhiWDOEXtqgshxz5PZS3QuidxEaD9IaC0MW-1hB3-wcq27aIex5lF/s320/IMG_3465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346535732438697938" /></a><br /><br /><br />We have been playing outside alot this week. Finley is having a great time and I am loving my camera. Getting a good picture is easy when you have someone this cute to chase around.Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-37841800788692624842009-06-09T21:14:00.000-04:002009-06-09T21:18:53.590-04:00Ryan's Viral Rash<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg-05HaF-oyIBzhv6yx3gBqV9I8C_OVpCxfJh8OsPTPDrTM2-1PnJy35tY2YOMY1ZDJ7OJx1VPo1HxrhMWO9UqTOOrXCXuw28Jv_mpdjQWehJ5J59jsh7zuIUJni_EhUotKTRrKVIdgPue/s1600-h/IMG_3502.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg-05HaF-oyIBzhv6yx3gBqV9I8C_OVpCxfJh8OsPTPDrTM2-1PnJy35tY2YOMY1ZDJ7OJx1VPo1HxrhMWO9UqTOOrXCXuw28Jv_mpdjQWehJ5J59jsh7zuIUJni_EhUotKTRrKVIdgPue/s320/IMG_3502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345501519210492770" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_XFf-HMyOVhDoqcvhoBN8X5aoFZXY9BgIHGQ76s3kKr79xvDHRm-PZBjgr4pnZTJKw-TH0El0Ngl6em86fRPNCuyXtVQUU3KZGNrocRmXjL408Ar-F6JrTSu5aZifB-ngrDNEmtPNqR2n/s1600-h/IMG_3492.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_XFf-HMyOVhDoqcvhoBN8X5aoFZXY9BgIHGQ76s3kKr79xvDHRm-PZBjgr4pnZTJKw-TH0El0Ngl6em86fRPNCuyXtVQUU3KZGNrocRmXjL408Ar-F6JrTSu5aZifB-ngrDNEmtPNqR2n/s320/IMG_3492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345501373286891826" /></a><br /><br />Took another trip to the ped with Ryan today. He has yet another viral rash on his face. It was just in his mouth last week and now this. He is still having bruising and splotchy looking skin. Doctor suggested that I go see dermatology. They can see us in mid July. I have an appointment with hemotology on the 23rd of this month as a follow up for the bruising too. One way or the other we will get to the bottom of this.Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-67432383478762577262009-06-07T21:19:00.000-04:002009-06-07T21:23:06.255-04:00Ryan Timothy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpLraG1aGcZhUWvjmHrolSqlKkflUN4vAHKv503c7iRw5IZQaEn5IjJuXUDcAwj7C_jXa4Lf9RfEauSBLfkvYW6qZlWkfJ4VUDa6ZJ4OUVDCNTYTXxV24VAjCaG4iVrzdbPhszhJM8tI-/s1600-h/ryan2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpLraG1aGcZhUWvjmHrolSqlKkflUN4vAHKv503c7iRw5IZQaEn5IjJuXUDcAwj7C_jXa4Lf9RfEauSBLfkvYW6qZlWkfJ4VUDa6ZJ4OUVDCNTYTXxV24VAjCaG4iVrzdbPhszhJM8tI-/s320/ryan2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344760373726729298" /></a><br /><br />My sweet Ryan. His smile and bright blue eyes are intoxicating. He is so strong! All the things that have been thrown at him in his short life that he has overcome amaze me. He is by far the bravest person that I have ever met in my life. He makes my heart smile deep down inside.Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-25910266956917211772009-05-27T12:31:00.000-04:002009-05-27T12:36:54.225-04:00I heart faces<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2AHtvNupITuw3LSKCRPxFDtd2EX-R0RgMv8Cb-A3MP9BdwqPfzRYJVTBaRS8BQQGWonPhXcCYP25pr9N-x53yrRAVnVQWkufjhOWJwGqGCupkWRfUs6bXWD72HzFkD6mmWiVDC46cDPlp/s1600-h/DSC03774.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340543036823675026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2AHtvNupITuw3LSKCRPxFDtd2EX-R0RgMv8Cb-A3MP9BdwqPfzRYJVTBaRS8BQQGWonPhXcCYP25pr9N-x53yrRAVnVQWkufjhOWJwGqGCupkWRfUs6bXWD72HzFkD6mmWiVDC46cDPlp/s320/DSC03774.JPG" border="0" /></a>
<br /><p><center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /></a></center></a><p></p>Here is my entry in the silhouettes contest for this week. I took this pictures of my mom and my son Finley in a hotel in Grand Junction, Colorado.
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<br />Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-35714785481315530282009-05-26T12:50:00.000-04:002009-05-26T12:52:56.072-04:00Jasmine Dale<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyectaJpd0s5e7pXzSVkP6WcjWJ5dunhiFBI_5WxN2jYHYMouIzJ33BJTSiegqfpPsDUjSNRfUJr76NQHOz3nMUr7rh05BaQCS9GYEY0Xz2-xnWUfe0vL9WLMaFQy5pR3H5S5Q67bw6AS/s1600-h/jasmine.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340176106656227202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyectaJpd0s5e7pXzSVkP6WcjWJ5dunhiFBI_5WxN2jYHYMouIzJ33BJTSiegqfpPsDUjSNRfUJr76NQHOz3nMUr7rh05BaQCS9GYEY0Xz2-xnWUfe0vL9WLMaFQy5pR3H5S5Q67bw6AS/s320/jasmine.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Jasmine, my sweet oldest child. With the most amazing spirit of busy-ness and spunk. Keeps me on my toes, this one. Smart in ways I never know you could be. Sweet in ways that suprise me. </div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-54556199179930192922009-05-26T12:47:00.000-04:002009-05-26T12:49:52.362-04:00Finley Jacob<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqi1NtftZKOSv5okpo6LcSztTSXGvOgKIQP5T2amMPMgVPAi5T6uFt_zc9PuyQFmenthzp7XVq8k-vrWK8Q1v0PwGPpJJnR4fcvUIzN_fIkAPTscyjGLTG1PAao7K-ESHyHXSz0tPgH0sh/s1600-h/spots3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340175586351715970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqi1NtftZKOSv5okpo6LcSztTSXGvOgKIQP5T2amMPMgVPAi5T6uFt_zc9PuyQFmenthzp7XVq8k-vrWK8Q1v0PwGPpJJnR4fcvUIzN_fIkAPTscyjGLTG1PAao7K-ESHyHXSz0tPgH0sh/s320/spots3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>My youngest son...with the most amazing blue eyes. And the sweetest personality. He is truly a gift from God.</div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549771882873942629.post-65660522394188405772009-05-26T12:42:00.000-04:002009-05-26T12:46:30.366-04:00My spotted boy ~ as in, like an egg<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3jQwqU2xNSvMqYayABCqQPeLL8MXvHWrfqkMrAC_Oo1YFZTw7E9wf18WDKY7OcRd5PNCL1SDDBHIa3tDRfXqgPJQuOPCH7VPV-F6ka05awu7EhpptRU1KjZPM_DaPqEJAat5C6clKK55x/s1600-h/spots2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340174054981777826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3jQwqU2xNSvMqYayABCqQPeLL8MXvHWrfqkMrAC_Oo1YFZTw7E9wf18WDKY7OcRd5PNCL1SDDBHIa3tDRfXqgPJQuOPCH7VPV-F6ka05awu7EhpptRU1KjZPM_DaPqEJAat5C6clKK55x/s320/spots2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Finley woke up the other day covered in little pink and red spots. Isn't he just beautiful anyway!?! I took him to the doctor and they ordered blood work stat. Everything was fine. Just another funky virus. I am sure tired of those. He is happy otherwise.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDM4HWmz-QLuJibhdVobIW2bMRILJ-wrJSq1TpM_sza9Pqt8mW3cP3W05oM8-zSto4Qnxzns-wqazqYIsDnlufu-dqAHbHdElxNiFaJxs2nHNXoyHcPi1cgjDdDUrnXJULx4OBTnZeKyi-/s1600-h/spots.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340174055150286674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDM4HWmz-QLuJibhdVobIW2bMRILJ-wrJSq1TpM_sza9Pqt8mW3cP3W05oM8-zSto4Qnxzns-wqazqYIsDnlufu-dqAHbHdElxNiFaJxs2nHNXoyHcPi1cgjDdDUrnXJULx4OBTnZeKyi-/s320/spots.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Laurie B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347619300488013078noreply@blogger.com0