<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786</id><updated>2012-01-24T22:46:42.831-05:00</updated><category term='Moving on Up'/><category term='This and That'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='To-Do Tuesday'/><category term='Blessings Overflowing'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Carolina Dreamin&apos;'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Brigham'/><category term='Army Life'/><category term='Favorite Things'/><category term='Homeschooling'/><category term='Kate'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Playtime'/><category term='From the Mouths of Babes'/><category term='Mark'/><category term='Lincoln'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Shocking Confessions'/><category term='Family Fun'/><category term='Longhorn Living'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='Griffin'/><category term='Tess and Ruby'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Isabella'/><category term='Homebirth'/><category term='Home and Garden'/><title type='text'>Bliss &amp; That</title><subtitle type='html'>These are the daily experiences of our growing and ever-changing family with a little of this and a little of that on the side. One thing's for sure, though... There's always a healthy amount of {bliss} mixed in.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1566472383076696315</id><published>2011-10-27T14:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:51:16.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Not Still Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;excuse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;absence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fN5lNILCKw/Tqmi6Wd90BI/AAAAAAAABN8/2fM0O0gQVrQ/s1600/IMG_2603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--E22AHRx54Y/Tqmi62CVOZI/AAAAAAAABOM/BTxSsoJEaDM/s1600/IMG_2604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--E22AHRx54Y/Tqmi62CVOZI/AAAAAAAABOM/BTxSsoJEaDM/s400/IMG_2604.JPG" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;fickle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;sharing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1566472383076696315?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1566472383076696315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1566472383076696315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1566472383076696315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1566472383076696315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-still-life.html' title='Not Still Life'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fN5lNILCKw/Tqmi6Wd90BI/AAAAAAAABN8/2fM0O0gQVrQ/s72-c/IMG_2603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1625076058351452550</id><published>2011-09-07T12:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:34:04.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tess and Ruby'/><title type='text'>We're Expecting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0ALlgrjO9E/TmebRsnJrXI/AAAAAAAABNs/rlYtaUOtEy4/s1600/babygirls-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0ALlgrjO9E/TmebRsnJrXI/AAAAAAAABNs/rlYtaUOtEy4/s400/babygirls-2.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;{Two} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;new additions to our Brood...&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1625076058351452550?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1625076058351452550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1625076058351452550' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1625076058351452550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1625076058351452550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/09/were-expecting.html' title='We&apos;re Expecting...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0ALlgrjO9E/TmebRsnJrXI/AAAAAAAABNs/rlYtaUOtEy4/s72-c/babygirls-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-3738688263313376347</id><published>2011-08-18T23:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T08:32:25.669-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschooling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Homeschool 2011~2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7WW3XIudEQ/Tk3DOMs9hAI/AAAAAAAABNc/MH5hKyQAkk0/s1600/009-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7WW3XIudEQ/Tk3DOMs9hAI/AAAAAAAABNc/MH5hKyQAkk0/s400/009-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Most of you know that my journey as a homeschooling Mama started last year, and while there were the normal newbie snags {mainly my time manage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;ment &amp;amp; gusto!}, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I'm so excited to say that we've started back up this past Monday with a fresh year! Even though I may not technically be a "brand-newbie" anymore, I sure feel like it. There's a few changes here at home that will make this year more challenging&amp;nbsp;than the last to find "quiet, uninterrupted" time {or heck, just plain time!} for lessons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Firstly ::: I'm not pointing&amp;nbsp;fingers, but a certain 10-month-old, ahem, has decided to enter toddlerhood early. Full-on walking {yes, walking!}, destructing, attention-pleading...&amp;nbsp; It's for this reason that the start of our school day is on hold until 9:30ish, otherwise known as morning nap time. :) Morning lessons finish shortly before lunch, and&amp;nbsp;afternoon lessons&amp;nbsp;pick up around 1:30-2ish, otherwise known as afternoon nap time. :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x4DbSFR-8FY/Tk3DR-OWmtI/AAAAAAAABNg/805n3Gzwtxs/s1600/010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x4DbSFR-8FY/Tk3DR-OWmtI/AAAAAAAABNg/805n3Gzwtxs/s400/010.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Secondly ::: Again, not pointing fingers, but we do have a crazy-cute blond&amp;nbsp;preschooler here still. While there is an afternoon nap break most days from the&amp;nbsp;random "ahoy, mateys" and new-three-year-old meltdowns, morning lessons are a bit boisterous at times. {Also, I will proclaim this&amp;nbsp;'til my grave,&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;three is sooo much harder than two. Anyone concur?} But really,&amp;nbsp;Brigham's great for the most part and does like to practice on the dry-erase boards. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Truly, I do love my little boys being around and learning from the get-go with the "big kids", and if&amp;nbsp;buckets full of extra patience &amp;amp; prayer&amp;nbsp;is what it takes to keep my kiddos at home learning with me, bring it!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5zjB9ytGd4/Tk3DUxJK3GI/AAAAAAAABNk/2w8y0hsfWk4/s1600/011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5zjB9ytGd4/Tk3DUxJK3GI/AAAAAAAABNk/2w8y0hsfWk4/s400/011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Here are my two school-aged learners and what we will be using for curriculum this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella {7 yrs}&amp;nbsp;:::&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mfwbooks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;My Father's World First Grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Ultimately, I decided to go with MFW First instead of Adventures in MFW. I didn't want Adventures to get too hard too quickly, even if Bella is a great reader. I'm sure that all there is to do in First Grade will keep us busy&amp;nbsp;and learning&amp;nbsp;enough, as it looks pretty "beefy" so far. Also,&amp;nbsp;she's a young 7-year-old {less than a month ago}, and we'd rather not push too much.&amp;nbsp; My Father's World First Grade deluxe package also&amp;nbsp;includes the following that we will be&amp;nbsp;incorporating&amp;nbsp;daily and/or weekly with the daily lessons in math, reading/phonics, &amp;amp; Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Science&lt;/u&gt; using &lt;em&gt;Things Outdoors&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Science with Water,&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Science with Plants.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Art&lt;/u&gt; using &lt;em&gt;Drawing with Children&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Come Look with Me: Enjoying&amp;nbsp;Art with Children&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;Come Look with Me: Exploring Landscape Art with Children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Music&lt;/u&gt; by introducing the orchestra using classical CDs that are included with MFW curricula &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lincoln {5 yrs}&amp;nbsp;::: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mfwbooks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;My Father's World from A to Z Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Lincoln is very excited to be doing school work of his own this year, and I'm pretty excited that I'll be able to teach him MFW from A to Z after just finishing it up with Bella last year. In a way it will be tough to do&amp;nbsp;this program&amp;nbsp;all over again so soon, but I have so much new material with Bella that it will be nice to have something I'm completely comfortable with. Lincoln's pace will also be different than his sister. I am anxious to see everything *click* for him over this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;We still have&amp;nbsp;some kinks to work out, and I'm sure there will be some&amp;nbsp;speed bumps {or sinkholes!}&amp;nbsp;along this long road ahead this year, but we feel so blessed to be home again learning. Even with all the stop-and-go traffic of homeschooling a 1st grader and kindergartner amidst a toddler and preschooler... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-3738688263313376347?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/3738688263313376347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=3738688263313376347' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3738688263313376347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3738688263313376347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/08/homeschool-20112012.html' title='Homeschool 2011~2012'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7WW3XIudEQ/Tk3DOMs9hAI/AAAAAAAABNc/MH5hKyQAkk0/s72-c/009-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-637145302002573323</id><published>2011-08-04T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:25:24.946-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carolina Dreamin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home and Garden'/><title type='text'>Check...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;After we found out that we would have a big, private backyard here in North Carolina&amp;nbsp;following our &lt;em&gt;tiny&lt;/em&gt; sub-divided yard in Texas, one of the things I looked forward to the most was putting up a line for the clothes. Yes, I knew it would take more time &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; effort {we hung clothes growing up}, but I wanted to give it a go in an attempt to&amp;nbsp;move towards a more &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lifestyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXoOf5QOnZA/Tjrf8iS447I/AAAAAAAABMg/8BEnsNq2MmI/s1600/clothesline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXoOf5QOnZA/Tjrf8iS447I/AAAAAAAABMg/8BEnsNq2MmI/s320/clothesline.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;glad that I made it a priority,&amp;nbsp;as we have been hanging the wash for a couple of weeks now. I look forward to my twice-daily jaunts to the line, for there I can &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;slow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and enjoy the fresh air, chirping birds, and towering pines&amp;nbsp;surrounding me. {See the tall, lanky pines in the picture?} I'm always so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;rewarded&lt;/em&gt; when&amp;nbsp;we take the extra time and make an effort towards a slower lifestyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-637145302002573323?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/637145302002573323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=637145302002573323' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/637145302002573323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/637145302002573323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/08/check.html' title='Check...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXoOf5QOnZA/Tjrf8iS447I/AAAAAAAABMg/8BEnsNq2MmI/s72-c/clothesline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-3085963746348955996</id><published>2011-08-02T12:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T22:40:55.916-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><title type='text'>When Motherhood Parallels Crimefighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;He comes quickly, with the impending *slap, thud, slap, thud* of swirling arms and legs barreling closer. Lip bit in concentration, the mischievous glow of his eyes lock and load onto his next target.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nothing is safe in his path. Every room has a "hot spot". Classic pots and pans and spice cabinets in the kitchen, mess of TV cords and cable box in the family room, stairs in the hallway, crinkly papers and Daddy's deer mount in the office... The list goes on and on. "Moooommmeeee! The baby's in the trash... again! Ewww, he's eating an eggshell! What's that stuff on his hands!?" {this morning's sausage gravy, FYI} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;He scales along the edges of the couch and kitchen cabinets with grace and ease. New developments have him turning to run away while belly laughing and squealing, forgetting that his legs carrying his petite 18-pound frame aren't quite on the same page as his scheming head. Slower, more deliberate steps have him getting further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;The crib, stroller and I? Yeah, we're like *this*. The crib and I have forged a deal during nap times. {Though the crib is still holding out for higher pay during the night hours.} The stroller answers the call of duty as I hang laundry on the line. Sweet deliverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Surveillance of The Offender: 10 months}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBLkGIbucEg/TjgW4BPQAdI/AAAAAAAABMc/HdxLYoC9GUc/s1600/%257B284E10B0-A632-4E07-81B7-F021D5E28352%257D-1679.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636280085315060178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBLkGIbucEg/TjgW4BPQAdI/AAAAAAAABMc/HdxLYoC9GUc/s400/%257B284E10B0-A632-4E07-81B7-F021D5E28352%257D-1679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-3085963746348955996?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/3085963746348955996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=3085963746348955996' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3085963746348955996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3085963746348955996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/08/crime-fighting.html' title='When Motherhood Parallels Crimefighting'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBLkGIbucEg/TjgW4BPQAdI/AAAAAAAABMc/HdxLYoC9GUc/s72-c/%257B284E10B0-A632-4E07-81B7-F021D5E28352%257D-1679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-6185178172087554375</id><published>2011-07-16T13:06:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T14:05:41.076-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carolina Dreamin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Emerging out of the blue and in a new place...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Well, that was a very, &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; big lead-up to this post. What, it's been like 6 months since I've last wrote anything on here!? I'm not even sure if I remember how to post. I'm not even sure if any of &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;remember me or are still out there waiting for the monotonous cricket chirps to burst into my infamous ramblings. Either way, I've missed you all and have decided to spend a part of my Saturday and the baby's naptime catching up on here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;We live in North Carolina now. There. I said it and just got it out of the way, ha! Remember that I told you we were moving on to our new state in June for Mark's Phase II schooling? Think waaay back. Well, we moved cross-country and are here now. We like it and so far so good. There's lots of sand, lots of pine trees, and lots of lizards where we are. It's quiet and secluded, and I can walk around outside in my pajamas 'til my heart's content without anybody looking at me funny. We can hear the bugs and birds chirp and my hubby has named the tree frogs that frequent our front porch at night. The children ride their bikes and scooters up and down the looong drive that leads to our stone road that leads to the dirt road. This is so much more my style. &lt;em&gt;Our&lt;/em&gt; style. Don't get me wrong, living in a subdivision has its good points {a pool!}, but for &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;, it's just not &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; style. Here on our chunk of land in North Carolina, the only things missing are chickens and a clothes line. {Although I'm still working on that.} Oh, and my hubby for some many extra hours of the week... It's okay, though, as he's finally doing what he's been waiting for. He's started in the OR {or "operating room" for those of us that don't live at a hospital or have a spouse that does} practicing all of his anesthesia know-how. As much as we loved Mark's time off while moving and settling in and having him home all the time, we must admit that it's always nice to get into a routine again. There's still a lot of tweaking of the schedule that needs done on my end {especially with school starting up again next month!}, but I think we'll settle in nicely for these next 18 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;So, that's where we are now on this adventure as a military family. Now, how in the world have you all been?! Tell me what's new with you and your adventures... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;xoxo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-6185178172087554375?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/6185178172087554375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=6185178172087554375' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6185178172087554375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6185178172087554375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/07/emerging-out-of-blue-and-in-new-place.html' title='Emerging out of the blue and in a new place...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-6970396846269876059</id><published>2011-01-29T12:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:17:51.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Thoughts From This Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;I have many random bits {swirling} in my ponytailed head today. Here are just a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;Is there anything cuter than a two-year-old running around in underpants? If it's a two-year-old in boxer briefs, you bet! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;I almost made it through my day out w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;ith the kids without somebody telling me that I "have my hands full". {The kids were behaving beautifully at the time also...} Does having four children automatically qualify me for having full hands? I honestly feel that four {for us} is no harder than three was. Moms of "many", any thoughts? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;I adore going to the library with my kiddos. There's just something about them getting so excited about finding the perfect book for the week's school lesson or read-aloud time that makes me feel so proud inside. I always think how wonderful it would be to be able to keep all the {20-30} new library books we check out each time. Just think how our at-home library would grow! I am thankful for the books we do have, though. What a blessing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;I feel so "caught-up" and accomplished at home if my laundry is {mostly} done, the kitchen is clean, and the playroom is tidy with everything in its place. If one of those three things is off, so am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;How is it that I feel I have more patience lately? Does patience multiply {like love} with each new baby? In a way, it doesn't make sense to me. Yet in a way, it makes perfect sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;My wonderful, cute bloggy friend &lt;a href="http://just-nae.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lenae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is so, so close to meeting her fourth little blessing. {and first girl!} She's having an online baby shower this weekend. How wonderful the blogging community can be, huh!? For goodness sakes, you can not only have a good friend {whom I've never even met} through blogging, but a baby shower too!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We've found out where we'll be moving to next for Mark's Phase II residency! Can you believe that we only have 4 1/2 months left in Texas!? Surreal. Any guesses as to what state will soon be our new stomping grounds? {Those that know, no cheating!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;That's it for now. Have a blessed weekend! Oh, and by the way... What's on your mind? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-6970396846269876059?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/6970396846269876059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=6970396846269876059' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6970396846269876059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6970396846269876059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/01/thoughts-from-this-day.html' title='Thoughts From This Day'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4532679187149635073</id><published>2011-01-20T15:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:59:33.181-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homebirth'/><title type='text'>Sooo Big!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Griffin is growing &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;fast!! It's hard to believe that he'll be {four} months next week. I thought the time to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gush and gush&lt;/span&gt; about him here was &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; overdue, so here's an update! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;G)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rowing bigger... He just hit the 13lb mark over the last few days, having doubled his birth weight now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;olling over... Finn loves to roll from back to tummy now as of a couple weeks ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rresistible smile... I don't think this one got a dimple (other than his chin) from Mama and Daddy, but his smile is just as drool-worthy without!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;inally&lt;/em&gt; a sleeper... After 3 &lt;a href="http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleeping-like-baby.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;naughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sleepers as babies, we now have a baby that sleeps up to 12hrs straight! &lt;em&gt;Thank you&lt;/em&gt;, God!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ound his talking voice... He's a loud one too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mmersed at birth... Finn was born under water at home and still loves his baths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ever in a bad mood... Seriously, Griffin's such a &lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt;, happy baby. What a little {angel} to add to our brood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TTiXpDlIyDI/AAAAAAAABJU/dCve1diL_Jk/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564364071207749682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TTiXpDlIyDI/AAAAAAAABJU/dCve1diL_Jk/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I also realize that I never got around to posting about my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;homebirth&lt;/span&gt;. It was &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt; in every way, and we wouldn't have changed a thing. I'm still throwing around the idea of writing it out. &lt;em&gt;Anybody&lt;/em&gt; interested??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4532679187149635073?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4532679187149635073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4532679187149635073' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4532679187149635073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4532679187149635073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/01/sooo-big.html' title='Sooo Big!'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TTiXpDlIyDI/AAAAAAAABJU/dCve1diL_Jk/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-6971491684162653647</id><published>2011-01-10T22:30:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:01:32.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschooling'/><title type='text'>One of Those Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Today was one of those days. (Yet NOT one of &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; days...) It wasn't a bad day by any means, and actually, it was a pretty good day overall. There wasn't too much yelling, or too much drama, or even too much stress. Instead, it was one of those days that really make you think, "Man, this parenting thing really is no joke." I mean, really... I'm tired tonight! Like I've said before, sometimes being a stay-at-home-mommy seems like it merely consists of squashing squabbles over who will win the last yogurt tube, finding that elusive sippy cup, or wiping four hineys of various sizes for the millionth-jillionth time. These are all important in our little world's existance, but not really &lt;em&gt;important&lt;/em&gt;, you know? Today, though, we conquered truly important things. Childhood-shaping things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TSvg4K0B36I/AAAAAAAABJE/F_tU6i_I2Vo/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560785420498886562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TSvg4K0B36I/AAAAAAAABJE/F_tU6i_I2Vo/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Potty training began this morning for Brigham. We've been wanting to start for the last month or so, but with Christmas, visitors, and travels, it just wasn't a good month to start. I didn't want to set him up for failure before we even began. In the realm of potty training, that's never good. Today was the day, though! Brigham did a fantastic job, as I knew he would. (When a two-year-old is driven by promises of M&amp;amp;Ms, can there ever really be failure?) Every two minutes this morning, we were crawling to the bathroom. Oddly enough, Briggs chose to crawl to the bathroom every.single.time instead of his usual toddler-like sprints. Maybe he was trying to hold onto his babyhood, but again he just wanted those prized M&amp;amp;Ms. Who knows? What I do know is that I don't care if he rode a mule to the bathroom as long as things went well inside. All-in-all I'm happy with how the first day went, but those who have potty trained before know that one should almost physically train for the million back-and-forth bathroom jaunts and whooping and hollering to follow. It's physical work, People, especially now that I've turned *cough*thirty*cough*. Also, not to forget the other three children to take care of amongst the hoopla... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TSvg4elrm5I/AAAAAAAABJM/v27tL4P7Jq8/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560785425807416210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TSvg4elrm5I/AAAAAAAABJM/v27tL4P7Jq8/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Moving on to the homeschooling... Bella's been doing great in school, but it's to the point that I'm seriously second-guessing everything that I'm teaching her with our kindergarten curriculum. I've been worried that she's bored and that the lessons are too easy for her now that she's really taken off with reading. (For a brand-newbie of homeschooling, I'm thinking that second-guessing is normal. This just adds to the insecurities, though.) Before I ordered the materials, I considered both the kindergarten and first grade curriculums, but decided on the kindergarten. She's a late-summer birthday and had barely six months of kindergarten before moving last year. After much consideration and reading from veteran homeschoolers, though, I've now decided to speed up her lessons and do two to three lessons a day instead of one. Condensing or skipping some of the activities and speeding up the phonics beef of the lessons will allow us to move onto the first grade studies sooner. I'm excited about this, and so is she. I know it's the right thing to do now. I think. Praise the Lord that we were able to start and complete this new schedule of two lessons today when Brigham was napping. I could barely do school from the edge of the tub in the bathroom where I'd been camped-out for much of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;Well, another busy day in the books. Today, though, was full of victories aside from yogurt and sippy cups. I'll take it any day. I love my job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-6971491684162653647?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/6971491684162653647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=6971491684162653647' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6971491684162653647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6971491684162653647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TSvg4K0B36I/AAAAAAAABJE/F_tU6i_I2Vo/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2751527607866431305</id><published>2011-01-07T12:56:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:24:17.045-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Now Stop Your Whooping...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well, I think &lt;em&gt;it's&lt;/em&gt; finally happened... Now don't get too fired-up yet, though. "It" simply refers to the fact that I just&lt;em&gt; may&lt;/em&gt; have gotten the blogging bug back. This news is probably not exciting in the least bit for most of you other than my hubby and family members, but that's okay! You see, I couldn't sleep last night and made great use of my time by catching up on some of my old favorite blogs. Surely some of you all reading now were visited! (In other words, y'all here in the south... I think that's the first time I've ever typed or written that, although I've found myself saying it some lately!) I was inspired to pick the virtual quill and ink back up. (I'm thinking I can't use a preposition to end a sentence, and those that know me well know I'm a stickler for proper English...) Anyways, I suddenly miss writing my thoughts down, even if it's nothing important or fancy or pretty or cute or profound. Come to think of it, most of my posts don't routinely fall into those categories, as I leave that all up to you more often than not. It's been way.too.long since I've regularly posted, and since I don't know what to clean in this near over-cluttered house first, I took the easy way out and sat down at the computer. That never happens to any of you, right? I didn't think so. I guess what I'm trying to very long-windedly (totally not a word) say is that you just may be seeing more of me coming up. Maybe. Probably. Hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;P.S. I'm pretty sure that was my worst post ever, but nevertheless I'm hitting publish. Sorry. Furthermore, I used way too many parenthesis. Sorry again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2751527607866431305?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2751527607866431305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2751527607866431305' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2751527607866431305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2751527607866431305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2011/01/now-stop-your-whooping.html' title='Now Stop Your Whooping...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1597202462781917784</id><published>2010-12-15T12:04:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:03:45.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><title type='text'>A {Coy} Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I don't have&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; much&lt;/span&gt; to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj27Px1wJI/AAAAAAAABIU/5C92bpRliMs/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550958038442426514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj27Px1wJI/AAAAAAAABIU/5C92bpRliMs/s400/022.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but {desperately} wanted to say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"hello"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550957188110939234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj2JwDA9GI/AAAAAAAABIE/XshpC0I1wJs/s400/015.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We are having&lt;em&gt; tons&lt;/em&gt; of fun with our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt; litte ones... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj2Jkltk_I/AAAAAAAABH8/Gh8JjJG0Pyo/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550957185035244530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj2Jkltk_I/AAAAAAAABH8/Gh8JjJG0Pyo/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and trying to survive the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{blissful}&lt;/span&gt; organized chaos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj2JBPgjpI/AAAAAAAABH0/GON_HaRZl7Y/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550957175546875538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj2JBPgjpI/AAAAAAAABH0/GON_HaRZl7Y/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Maybe one day&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; soon-ish&lt;/span&gt; I'll start squeezing in some more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;frequent "hellos" and posts containing more than 25-ish words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj2I2CWK5I/AAAAAAAABHs/48NeQxcvuw8/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550957172538878866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj2I2CWK5I/AAAAAAAABHs/48NeQxcvuw8/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For now, though, you're left with this&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; coy&lt;/span&gt; little smile&lt;br /&gt;from our newest little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{12 week!}&lt;/span&gt; boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxoxo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550957169625887106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj2IrL1cYI/AAAAAAAABHk/k39QTKNNa-4/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1597202462781917784?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1597202462781917784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1597202462781917784' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1597202462781917784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1597202462781917784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/12/coy-hello.html' title='A {Coy} Hello'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TQj27Px1wJI/AAAAAAAABIU/5C92bpRliMs/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-3522521396055559863</id><published>2010-09-29T11:09:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:04:05.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings Overflowing'/><title type='text'>Newsflash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TKNXP62tfEI/AAAAAAAABF4/f_05OPwSsiI/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522353499094744130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TKNXP62tfEI/AAAAAAAABF4/f_05OPwSsiI/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Griffin Silas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;September 27,2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;10:34 P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;6lb 5oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;20in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;New &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-3522521396055559863?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/3522521396055559863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=3522521396055559863' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3522521396055559863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3522521396055559863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/09/newsflash.html' title='Newsflash'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TKNXP62tfEI/AAAAAAAABF4/f_05OPwSsiI/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-8403143801478543650</id><published>2010-09-21T12:34:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:04:23.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><title type='text'>Sweet Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TJjhbqrvQiI/AAAAAAAABFo/j8YhPwIEaaA/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519409208773001762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TJjhbqrvQiI/AAAAAAAABFo/j8YhPwIEaaA/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coffee &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(butter toffee with hazelnut creamer)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my favorite fall-time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;snack&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(candy corn &amp;amp; roasted peanuts), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;What a great&lt;br /&gt;late-morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;{surprise}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;rom Bella!&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;sweet girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-8403143801478543650?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/8403143801478543650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=8403143801478543650' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8403143801478543650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8403143801478543650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/09/sweet-surprise.html' title='Sweet Surprise'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TJjhbqrvQiI/AAAAAAAABFo/j8YhPwIEaaA/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4689523199187831135</id><published>2010-09-10T16:45:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:05:08.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homebirth'/><title type='text'>Almost Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yes, here it is &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;... Here's the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/span&gt; picture that I've been promising for a &lt;em&gt;gazillion &lt;/em&gt;years now. The time was right today! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A)&lt;/span&gt; I wasn't in my PJs when I remembered finally and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;B)&lt;/span&gt; I got half-way decent pics with Bella this time. {No, I'm not usually still presentable for taking pictures for all to see when Mark gets home at night. PJs, remember...}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TIqbh2h7fBI/AAAAAAAABFQ/bq76kVXhrF0/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515391699544407058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TIqbh2h7fBI/AAAAAAAABFQ/bq76kVXhrF0/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was thinking my baby tummy wasn't this big all along, but whoa! The camera adds like 10 lbs, right!? &lt;em&gt;RIGHT!? &lt;/em&gt;I just compared myself with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2008/07/35-weeks-and-counting.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; picture again, pregnant with Brigham at 35 weeks, 1 day. {These pictures are today at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;35 weeks, 5 days&lt;/span&gt;.} Earlier in the week I swore up and down that I was nowhere&lt;em&gt; near&lt;/em&gt; that big this time. That was until I saw these pics from today... I measured almost a week-and-a-half small at my last visit with my midwife too. We'll see what she says on Tuesday for my next visit! It's just so hard to believe that my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-what-happens-when-one-tries-to.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;bump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; was so tiny just over &lt;em&gt;four &lt;/em&gt;months ago and that he's grown into this now. What a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt;, each and every time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TIqbhT9E2eI/AAAAAAAABFI/OrkCklPmyIk/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515391690263026146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TIqbhT9E2eI/AAAAAAAABFI/OrkCklPmyIk/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I still feel great most of the time and have no major complaints. {I don't really count not being able to roll over in bed anymore without strategic planning as a &lt;em&gt;major&lt;/em&gt; complaint, only minor...} The baby is head-down, yet not engaged as of last week and still growing and moving quite well. Our midwife will deliver at home anytime past 36 weeks, so it looks like this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;homebirth&lt;/span&gt; might really happen! {Not to mention she starts making weekly home visits this next week! Yippe!} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We are getting&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; to meet this little boy, and I'm daydreaming way.too.much now by speculating how and when it will happen. Isabella prays every night now that Mommy and baby will get through contractions and be safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, be safe, &lt;em&gt;Sweet Baby Boy&lt;/em&gt;... We can't wait to show you to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4689523199187831135?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4689523199187831135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4689523199187831135' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4689523199187831135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4689523199187831135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/09/almost-time.html' title='Almost Time...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TIqbh2h7fBI/AAAAAAAABFQ/bq76kVXhrF0/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-8951768666561859553</id><published>2010-08-30T09:56:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:16:39.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschooling'/><title type='text'>First Week of School {My Father's World Creation}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia;"&gt;We're starting our second week of school today, which means that we survived our first week last week! I'd like to think that we didn't only survive, but thrived! :) Since the lessons in kindergarten aren't terribly long or take up half the day, I decided to do our school in the afternoon when Brigham was napping for the first week. This way, I wouldn't have the extra distraction or frustration from wanting to focus on the older two but having to deal with a new-two-year-old's demands. While this worked out well, I found myself wishing some afternoons that I had already completed school in the morning getting right into a routine, instead of looking forward to it all day and not being able to start until early afternoon. I figured I'd do school in the morning this week then, and compare the pros and cons of morning vs. afternoon school. This will truly test my multi-tasking and patience, though, having to keep Brigham happy (and quiet!) for school time. Afterall, I won't always have the luxury of only having a mostly quiet four and six-year-old around for each day of school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wanting to make the first day of school special for the kids, we headed to IHOP for breakfast on Monday morning followed by them picking out a new outfit for the day and fall. We enjoyed our morning, strolling around the shops and making our stops, preparing for the big afternoon! When we were ready to start, I still of course had to take the "first day of school" pictures in front of the house! :) There were the initial moans and groans coupled with very sunny skies, but in the end, we found a shady spot and got a couple of good ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvB_EwzeFI/AAAAAAAABD4/dJGCbZQ_T90/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511211858372294738" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvB_EwzeFI/AAAAAAAABD4/dJGCbZQ_T90/s400/012.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511211851695612114" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvB-r49YNI/AAAAAAAABDw/-UiLxU-wn_0/s400/011.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Once inside it was all smiles and even though I was a bit nervous on how to "start", we were rolling in no time. Each day the lesson took just a bit over an hour, as I served them a "creation snack" along with the lesson. These were easy, fun ideas that I mostly got from the My Father's World message boards. (A huge wealth of information!) We waited until the near-end of the lesson before our last coloring project and song to have snack, as to not disturb the "core" of the lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvFCM4gpJI/AAAAAAAABEA/89EGfDyjSJs/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511215210626589842" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvFCM4gpJI/AAAAAAAABEA/89EGfDyjSJs/s200/021.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Day 1: Oreos &amp;amp; milk {God divided the light from darkness}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvFCjgjBdI/AAAAAAAABEI/vaySDO3GiCA/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511215216700098002" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvFCjgjBdI/AAAAAAAABEI/vaySDO3GiCA/s200/002.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Day 2: Blue water &amp;amp; marshmallows {God divided the water above &amp;amp; below the sky}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvFCwfxmqI/AAAAAAAABEQ/2CRaGvtSVjQ/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvTvule1OI/AAAAAAAABE4/CvICB_JMCZQ/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511231385930487010" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvTvule1OI/AAAAAAAABE4/CvICB_JMCZQ/s200/007.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Day 3: Pudding, crushed oreos, &amp;amp; strawberry {God made sea, dry land, &amp;amp; plants}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511215230340247266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvFDWUnLuI/AAAAAAAABEY/gk7S4YyHJYg/s200/039.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Day 4: Nachos &amp;amp; lemonade {God made the sun, moon, &amp;amp; stars} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Day 5: Goldfish crackers {God made living creatures in the sea &amp;amp; birds}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;{I will also not confirm or deny that anticipating what the creation snack would be ended up being the kids' favorite time of school...} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Bella did a great job with her letters (and numbers) each day, as she already knows them all with their sounds. These first two weeks are definitely review for her, but I came up with a couple of speed games with the alphabet cards to challenge her a bit. This helped her along with not becoming bored during the lesson. As the year goes on, I expect things will pick up for her with more letter blending and reading. She also loved the "This is My Father's World" hymn that we learned, and loves singing along to the laptop music many, many times as we close each lesson. As expected, Lincoln drifted in and out for parts of the lesson. Some days, he was quite interested in the letters and numbers and others not. He did enjoy the crafts, though, coloring and pasting. With him being in preschool still this year and a newer four-year-old, my focus with him will be review of his colors and shapes, while teaching numbers and introducing letters. Of course we will all do a lot of quality reading too, as that's a huge focus of the My Father's World curriculum! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvR1w4MMRI/AAAAAAAABEw/gZ1zM_Y_bRA/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511229290601787666" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvR1w4MMRI/AAAAAAAABEw/gZ1zM_Y_bRA/s320/023.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Illustrating the Creation Book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvR0_DgkjI/AAAAAAAABEg/U7NpgCViPXk/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511229277227487794" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvR0_DgkjI/AAAAAAAABEg/U7NpgCViPXk/s320/017.JPG" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ready to start! {I love this picture, as many of you who know Lincoln knows that he does NOT smile or cooperate for pictues...} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia;"&gt;We're really looking forward to this week, the second week of Creation, and even more so to the themed weeks that follow! Of course the kids are already counting down and asking for when their favorite themes are coming up. I feel great that we have our first week done and confident to move on, finding our rhythm and the schedule that fits best for us before the baby is born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-8951768666561859553?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/8951768666561859553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=8951768666561859553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8951768666561859553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8951768666561859553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-week-of-school-my-fathers-world.html' title='First Week of School {My Father&apos;s World Creation}'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/THvB_EwzeFI/AAAAAAAABD4/dJGCbZQ_T90/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-8391508361767409054</id><published>2010-08-19T18:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T19:51:47.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschooling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homebirth'/><title type='text'>Snippets, Ramblings... Anything!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ahh, blogland, it's been a busy couple of weeks and again there's not much coming from this end in the way of creative &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;, cute &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pics&lt;/span&gt;, or really... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! When life gets a bit busier {or even if I just want a break from something!} the blog is&lt;em&gt; always&lt;/em&gt; the first thing to go. I guess that's better than most things like the children, hubby, or laundry, though! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chatting &lt;/span&gt;with you all and hearing from you here, stopping by your blogs to hang out and comment, and just plain soaking in my bloggy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friendships&lt;/span&gt;! I'm not sure if &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; of you noticed I was absent, but oh how I've&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my daily fix of checking in with my &lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it's been a bit busier the last weeks or so, but I'm hoping to get back in the swing of things very, very soon! I'm hoping to expand on a few points and goings-on around here, but for now I'm just going to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ramble&lt;/span&gt;. I like to ramble sometimes, and I think it's long overdue here! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This little &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cutie-patootie&lt;/span&gt; turned &lt;em&gt;{&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWO}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TG2DQpFAUnI/AAAAAAAABDg/IB1vpyE9K6g/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507202241271976562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TG2DQpFAUnI/AAAAAAAABDg/IB1vpyE9K6g/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; {I can't believe it either! I started this little blog when I was pregnant with him... We had a "Cars" party and tried to spoil him rotten. Not that that doesn't happen on a daily basis around here! Such a cute age...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; were here for a week-long visit and we tried to fit in quite a few yummy restaurants and fun outings. I'll miss the extra help &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;extra food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;We'll start &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;school &lt;/span&gt;at home this Monday the 23rd! I'm &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; excited, but feel like I have a lot to get together this weekend still. &lt;em&gt;Hang things on the wall, freak out, pray, order a few more books and supplies, buy more art supplies, freak out again, pray again, trip to the Christian bookstore, look into homeschool groups...&lt;/em&gt; I figured out that I just needed to set a date and start or there would always be something left to do, so that's the date we set! I hope to be able to keep up on here with what we're doing every couple of weeks. We have a perfect little dining nook off the kitchen with built-in shelves and our table that we'll be using for our school area and storage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TG2skhJFVRI/AAAAAAAABDo/_xsCO_em03Q/s1600/i+phone+264.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507247662715720978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TG2skhJFVRI/AAAAAAAABDo/_xsCO_em03Q/s320/i+phone+264.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{Here's a pic from when we moved in...&lt;em&gt; Love&lt;/em&gt; the shelving on both sides &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the bare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;wall space to hang and store lots of school stuff!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mark's schooling is going &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; well so far, and I've lovingly started calling him a "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nerd&lt;/span&gt;". Studying advanced-level pharmacology, biochemistry, anatomy &amp;amp; physiology, statistics, and anesthesia research would do that to the best of us, I believe. {Just between you and me, though, I think he sort of likes it...} Classes and exams are really heating up now and in full-swing, but he's doing an &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt; job of juggling school with plenty of family time. It's hard to believe, but in a couple of months we'll probably know where we'll be moving on to next for phase II, starting next summer. I'll let you know which state we'll be the newest residents of when we find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Last, but &lt;em&gt;certainly&lt;/em&gt; not least... If you haven't noticed, our newest little&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; boy-blue&lt;/span&gt; will be arriving before we know it! I'm feeling very good and just can't believe that it's nearing the end already! I'm getting&lt;em&gt; sooo&lt;/em&gt; excited to meet him, see what he looks like, and see how our first homebirth unfolds. Did I even mention yet that we were having a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;homebirth&lt;/span&gt; with him!? Hmmm.... Well, we're planning on it! We love, love, love our midwife and look forward to the new experience. Of course there's a list that I want to have done by a few weeks time, but we're really trying not to overreact with crazy unnecessary preparations for this one. By the fourth, I think {&lt;em&gt;hope&lt;/em&gt;!} things just fall into place a bit more. But if I'm wrong on that thinking, please don't burst my bubble... ;) And yes... I &lt;em&gt;promise&lt;/em&gt; an updated baby belly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;picture &lt;/span&gt;before too long! Oh, I just can't wait to share his name with you all too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So... What's new with you all? I have some catchin' up to do! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-8391508361767409054?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/8391508361767409054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=8391508361767409054' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8391508361767409054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8391508361767409054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/08/snippets-ramblings-anything.html' title='Snippets, Ramblings... Anything!?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TG2DQpFAUnI/AAAAAAAABDg/IB1vpyE9K6g/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-6751050339261985702</id><published>2010-08-04T13:11:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T19:52:37.853-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><title type='text'>sos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tRaPpEd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TFmfjwhWosI/AAAAAAAABDY/Pvg5zR4dsPY/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501603856478806722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TFmfjwhWosI/AAAAAAAABDY/Pvg5zR4dsPY/s400/001.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;by siblings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501603849447176594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TFmfjWU4eZI/AAAAAAAABDQ/dXSkB4DiWlo/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please send&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-6751050339261985702?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/6751050339261985702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=6751050339261985702' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6751050339261985702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6751050339261985702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/08/trapped-by-siblings.html' title='sos'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TFmfjwhWosI/AAAAAAAABDY/Pvg5zR4dsPY/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7069571924604531199</id><published>2010-07-27T11:42:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T19:53:05.733-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><title type='text'>...and Now She's {Six}...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TE7_TnLFwKI/AAAAAAAABC4/5nmmAAdBUNE/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498612907464048802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TE7_TnLFwKI/AAAAAAAABC4/5nmmAAdBUNE/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tucking Bella into bed on Sunday night, she glanced at her Hello Kitty clock like she does every night and announced the time, "It's 8:56..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I usually say that it's way too late to be awake still, but that night it took my breath away... Six years ago, I was holding my first child, a sweet and tiny 5 1/2 lb. baby girl only five minutes old. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yes, you were five minutes old six years ago! You had just been born at 9:51 at night in Ohio."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"I waaas?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Yep! You surprised Mommy and Daddy by coming early! We weren't expecting you yet!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"How long did I have to stay at the hospital after I was born?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Six days... Not too bad, huh!? Then we brought you home..."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TE7_TMhrHsI/AAAAAAAABCw/j05OpJtmkUY/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498612900311015106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TE7_TMhrHsI/AAAAAAAABCw/j05OpJtmkUY/s400/020.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We brought her home, not expecting her to be Daddy's &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt; in a house full of boys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TE7_SuvrXDI/AAAAAAAABCo/z03Haq82Et0/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498612892316687410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TE7_SuvrXDI/AAAAAAAABCo/z03Haq82Et0/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We brought her home, not knowing she'd have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bubbly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (and loud at times!) personality that shines and shines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498612885961803506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TE7_SXEjhvI/AAAAAAAABCg/QXUgGjaYo_E/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought her home, not knowing that&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; {six}&lt;/span&gt; years could possibly go by &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7069571924604531199?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7069571924604531199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7069571924604531199' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7069571924604531199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7069571924604531199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-now-shes-six.html' title='...and Now She&apos;s {Six}...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TE7_TnLFwKI/AAAAAAAABC4/5nmmAAdBUNE/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1407085687930998712</id><published>2010-07-15T05:34:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:34:40.794-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>More than a Lemonade Stand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We had a lemonade stand in our front yard on Sunday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XSLy98JI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ojle-hoi3lA/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494065302842765458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XSLy98JI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ojle-hoi3lA/s400/012.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;It's something that the "big" kids have been bugging me to do for a long time. Like going on two months long...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;Isabella would ask weekly, "Wheeen are we gonna have our lemonade and sucker stand!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494065291954311474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XRjO9UTI/AAAAAAAABCI/IsL8eVXPfKc/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;"Soon, Honey... Let's wait until summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;so it's nice and hot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;"Soon, Honey... Let's wait until the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;weekend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;so we have more customers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;"Soon, Honey... It's raining today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;"Soon, Honey... Let's wait until Daddy is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666600;"&gt;home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666600;"&gt;and can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666600;"&gt;see you and help."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Soon. Soon. Soon."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XBpy-GwI/AAAAAAAABCA/fzUMUP4AiwE/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494065018838063874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XBpy-GwI/AAAAAAAABCA/fzUMUP4AiwE/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Can you tell yet that it was one of "those" things that I put off not due 100% to the reasons given, but for my own selfish ones? ...it will be work to put it together, and it will put me out of my comfort zone, and what if I have to meet a lot of new neighbors, and what if nobody comes and my heart is broken for my children's hearts, and, and, and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XBICMFcI/AAAAAAAABB4/ywendvzLfbE/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494065009775089090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XBICMFcI/AAAAAAAABB4/ywendvzLfbE/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sunday was the "perfect" day... It was summer and hot. It was the weekend. It was beautiful and sunny. Daddy was home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XAjBUzmI/AAAAAAAABBw/OVPgIl1ldTY/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494064999839354466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XAjBUzmI/AAAAAAAABBw/OVPgIl1ldTY/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We made signs during Brigg's naptime, prepared our lemonade, and gathered our supplies. We set up in a whirlwind while keeping kids corraled off the street. The babes were blissful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XAGcdwiI/AAAAAAAABBo/u5FTP2hAWXA/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494064992168559138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XAGcdwiI/AAAAAAAABBo/u5FTP2hAWXA/s400/018.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;I was worried that nobody would come, since it was close to supper time. Did they come? Boy, did they ever!! A flurry at the beginning, a few in the middle, and selling out during a flurry at the end, forcing us to cease operation until another time. Another perfect day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7W_5gvE6I/AAAAAAAABBg/neDLac0mzoc/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494064988696810402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7W_5gvE6I/AAAAAAAABBg/neDLac0mzoc/s400/028.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;As I sat there on my blanket next to our stand watching my oldest scurry up to the table-sit-smile-wave as each car turned the corner, I learned so much. This was more than just a burdensome lemonade stand to me, and so, so much more than a lemonade stand to them. When I look at these pictures of our three babies sitting in a row behind their stand, my heart swells and aches. It truly was the perfect lesson, the perfect day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1407085687930998712?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1407085687930998712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1407085687930998712' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1407085687930998712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1407085687930998712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-than-lemonade-stand.html' title='More than a Lemonade Stand...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TD7XSLy98JI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ojle-hoi3lA/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4252206525765306490</id><published>2010-07-06T14:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:28:09.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschooling'/><title type='text'>Homeschool Roundtable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Well, our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;homeschooling&lt;/span&gt; journey will begin in another month or two, and I'm getting both very &lt;em&gt;excited&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;anxious&lt;/em&gt;! We're feeling confident and peaceful that this is what's right for us and our family now, so all that's left to do is take a deep breath, jump in, and do a lot of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;praying&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I know that I have some veteran homeschooling mamas as readers, and I've come to you and scoured your blogs for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ideas&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; inspiration&lt;/span&gt;, but now I was hoping for you to come and give some encouragement and your best, &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; useful ideas and resources.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We'll be using &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mfwbooks.com/philos.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Father's World&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Kindergarten curriculum for Isabella. Lincoln will be able to sit-in on a lot of the kindergarten activities that are non-reading/math as well as doing his own preschool reviewing and activities. {Brigham will be getting &lt;em&gt;into&lt;/em&gt; a lot, and the baby will be &lt;em&gt;nursing and sleeping &lt;/em&gt;a lot also...} ;) I've put together a few &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;questions&lt;/span&gt; or points that I've been thinking about.... Any thoughts on any of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1) What books do you suggest that I read before starting this journey into homeschooling, whether to inspire or for information?&lt;br /&gt;2) Other than ordering MFW-K curriculum, what should I be buying? What are your "schoolroom" must-haves? Dry-erase board? Lots of good books?&lt;br /&gt;3) How do you set up your space for school? I'm sure this will evolve over the years!&lt;br /&gt;4) Any really useful websites or magazines you frequent?&lt;br /&gt;5) How do you keep everything running smoothly in your house as you keep up with both housework and schooling? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Whew! Again, I'm so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;excited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to get things rolling and start down this new and winding path that we're led on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TDODWmMO1NI/AAAAAAAABBY/AQbMtR4mo1Q/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490876794926978258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TDODWmMO1NI/AAAAAAAABBY/AQbMtR4mo1Q/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4252206525765306490?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4252206525765306490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4252206525765306490' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4252206525765306490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4252206525765306490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/06/homeschool-roundtable.html' title='Homeschool Roundtable'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TDODWmMO1NI/AAAAAAAABBY/AQbMtR4mo1Q/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1247354961685551191</id><published>2010-06-27T09:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:31:13.768-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><title type='text'>This Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TCdPKUv-5oI/AAAAAAAABBA/xZ_T5oj1EzY/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487441709761488514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TCdPKUv-5oI/AAAAAAAABBA/xZ_T5oj1EzY/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Somebody is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{cold}&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TCdPLIwskuI/AAAAAAAABBI/pvuLltAo9Yo/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487441723723125474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TCdPLIwskuI/AAAAAAAABBI/pvuLltAo9Yo/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;and takes matters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TCdPLylRXbI/AAAAAAAABBQ/UT-yUSsZEQs/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487441734949494194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TCdPLylRXbI/AAAAAAAABBQ/UT-yUSsZEQs/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;into her own hands.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you a Sunday that's &lt;em&gt;filled&lt;/em&gt; with&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{blessings}&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{warm fuzzies}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1247354961685551191?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1247354961685551191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1247354961685551191' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1247354961685551191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1247354961685551191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-morning.html' title='This Morning'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TCdPKUv-5oI/AAAAAAAABBA/xZ_T5oj1EzY/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1445879875335963165</id><published>2010-06-16T13:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:50:40.857-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longhorn Living'/><title type='text'>Spending Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;As I mentioned before, Mark was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with a couple of weeks off to spend with us before starting anesthesia school this last Monday. Although he was &lt;em&gt;super-anxious&lt;/em&gt; to get started with classes and the next 2 1/2 years of this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;journey&lt;/span&gt;, there was nothing better for all of us than having some &lt;em&gt;restful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; family&lt;/span&gt; time together before the craziness started. {And by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;craziness&lt;/span&gt; I'm not just talking his school, but also a &lt;em&gt;certain&lt;/em&gt; baby's appearance and new &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;homeschool &lt;/span&gt;adventures in the near future!} I've been absent lately, and for good reason, &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;We packed &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much into the last two weeks while &lt;em&gt;balancing&lt;/em&gt; it with good plain hanging out at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;There were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{little}&lt;/span&gt; things like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;* Eating out at old &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; new favorite places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;* Shopping &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;excursions&lt;/span&gt; to Costco and Toys 'R Us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{Have you ever tried to keep a handle on a crazy 1 1/2 year old &lt;em&gt;darting&lt;/em&gt; around Toys 'R Us?! Good thing I wasn't further along in my pregnancy, or I might have gone into&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; labor&lt;/span&gt; smack in the middle of the Power Wheels aisle...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;* Giving&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; haircuts&lt;/span&gt; at home to one Daddy and three children {Bella's hair got &lt;em&gt;chopped&lt;/em&gt; -pics to come- and Brigham &lt;em&gt;accidentally&lt;/em&gt; got "Dumb &amp;amp; Dumber"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lloyd&lt;/span&gt; bangs -pics&lt;em&gt; not&lt;/em&gt; to come...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;* &lt;em&gt;Lazy&lt;/em&gt; days and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;near-summer&lt;/span&gt; evenings spent at home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/031-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{medium}&lt;/span&gt; things like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* &lt;em&gt;Wonderful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;trips&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;quaint&lt;/span&gt; towns we love, just &lt;em&gt;strolling&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;enjoying&lt;/em&gt; the sights&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/026-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* Celebrating our&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7th&lt;/span&gt; {already!?}&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;... I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You to the &lt;em&gt;Moon and Back&lt;/em&gt;, Hon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-you-guess.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trip to the drive-thru &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wildlife&lt;/span&gt; park to see &lt;em&gt;crazy&lt;/em&gt; ostriches that made us keep windows rolled up, zebras that liked to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bite&lt;/span&gt; children's fingers to make them &lt;em&gt;cry&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; unnaturally&lt;/em&gt; large longhorns that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smelled&lt;/span&gt; so icky that it almost made Mommy lose breakfast, and lots of other more&lt;em&gt; gentle&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;well-behaved&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;creatures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=020-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/020-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Those are just a &lt;em&gt;few&lt;/em&gt; of the adventures &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{big}&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; {small}&lt;/span&gt; that have kept us&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; busy &lt;/span&gt;the last couple of weeks... More to come tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1445879875335963165?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1445879875335963165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1445879875335963165' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1445879875335963165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1445879875335963165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/06/spending-time.html' title='Spending Time'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7507423671129578834</id><published>2010-06-07T20:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T20:18:03.545-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home and Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longhorn Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Summer Blooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mark brought&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; lilies&lt;/span&gt; (and roses!) home from the grocery today, and after sticking them in their &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vase&lt;/span&gt;, they just looked so &lt;em&gt;lonely&lt;/em&gt;. Nobody likes lonely flowers, so I decided to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spruce&lt;/span&gt; them up a bit with some additions from our yard. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Voila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The blue and silver foliage and the purple flowers were&lt;em&gt; just&lt;/em&gt; the thing to bring the whole vase to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TA2JjNs9HiI/AAAAAAAABAY/UxAvC8S8Hfc/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480187559646404130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TA2JjNs9HiI/AAAAAAAABAY/UxAvC8S8Hfc/s400/005.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shrubs&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; trees&lt;/span&gt; here are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Everything blooms a shade of pink, purple, orange, or another fabulous color. (That's not even counting the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wildflowers&lt;/span&gt;!) There's &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; many new plants that we're not used to, many of them &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;overflowing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in our backyard. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Summer&lt;/span&gt; is here, yes it is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TA2JjqlEKrI/AAAAAAAABAg/s1TRR67LfgY/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480187567397939890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TA2JjqlEKrI/AAAAAAAABAg/s1TRR67LfgY/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7507423671129578834?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7507423671129578834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7507423671129578834' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7507423671129578834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7507423671129578834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-blooms.html' title='Summer Blooms'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TA2JjNs9HiI/AAAAAAAABAY/UxAvC8S8Hfc/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2513688136318216706</id><published>2010-06-04T09:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:21:13.767-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Smitten with Writtens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fabulous&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://just-nae.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lenae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;tagged me for a fun little project that made me a bit nervous. You see, I've never really &lt;em&gt;liked&lt;/em&gt; my handwriting, with its borderline&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; messiness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;quirks&lt;/span&gt;. Everybody seems to have better handwriting than yourself, know what I mean? Oh well. I got over it and jumped right in. So here you have it, my messy quirky writing... :) {I totally should have used cuter paper!!} And if you want to play along, just take a picture or scan your masterpiece and share with your bloggy friends. {I &lt;em&gt;suppose&lt;/em&gt; you could share with your in-real-life friends too, but if they aren't bloggers, then it might be a bit&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; weird&lt;/span&gt; to them... Maybe.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TAkC5ObU88I/AAAAAAAABAQ/HTTU4jkKDdw/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478913603821433794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TAkC5ObU88I/AAAAAAAABAQ/HTTU4jkKDdw/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1) Name &amp;amp; Blog Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2) Right-handed, Left-handed or Both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;3) Favorite letters to write {You might have to scribble the alphabet many times like I did to figure this out!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4) Least favorite letters to write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;5) Write "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" {notice: "jumps" NOT "jumped"!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;6) Write CRAB, HUMOR, KALEIDOSCOPE, PAJAMAS, &amp;amp; GAZILLION in caps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;7) Favorite Song Lyrics*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;8) Tag 7 people**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;9) Any special note or drawing***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;*Refrain from Bella &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; Mommy's favorite song "Beautiful, Beautiful" by Francesca Battistelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;**I only tagged four... &lt;a href="http://6arrows.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Kathi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://savvylittlewomen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommyperrott.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://momentswithlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but anybody feel free to jump in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;***Thought I'd share the name {probably} of our little one to come, but bummer... it got cut off! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2513688136318216706?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2513688136318216706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2513688136318216706' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2513688136318216706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2513688136318216706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/06/smitten-with-writtens.html' title='Smitten with Writtens'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TAkC5ObU88I/AAAAAAAABAQ/HTTU4jkKDdw/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7711298388136205948</id><published>2010-06-01T10:43:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:09:33.679-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army Life'/><title type='text'>Things are Different Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It just doesn’t seem right… to let &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Memorial Day&lt;/span&gt;, that is, go by without a mention here. I &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; got it done, but am 42 minutes late now with starting. {I’m sitting on the floor of our hotel &lt;em&gt;bathroom&lt;/em&gt; typing in the wee hours of the morning. More later…}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; all day about it, and really all week and weekend. Things are&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now. It’s not that I didn’t appreciate and honor Memorial Day and Veteran’s Day before, but… things are &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; now. Sometimes I wonder if being just barely &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt; months into our journey as a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;military&lt;/span&gt; family justifies our small sacrifices thus far as other military families past and present. Hmmm, definitely yes and sometimes no maybe. I want to apologize early, as this will be a rambling post. You know, one of those late-night-can’t-sleep-sneak-quietly-out-of-bed posts. {I already feel like my thoughts from lying awake in bed are escaping me…} I like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rambling&lt;/span&gt;, though, as it gets the thoughts of the &lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;mind&lt;/em&gt; out, at least. You see, now I’m rambling about rambling… Back to the subject at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did &lt;em&gt;we &lt;/em&gt;do as a new military family on Memorial Day? We enjoyed Daddy at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;, of course. {We must remember, though, that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; many military families aren’t as lucky as we are to have their loved ones at home this Monday.} We are also &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;relaxing &lt;/span&gt;as a family for a few days this week at a fancy resort around the corner from our house. Mark has time off for two weeks before his intense anesthesia schooling starts, and it’s&lt;em&gt; suggested&lt;/em&gt; that a vacation and much family time is taken advantage of during this time before. We’re going to do just &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;, taking a vacation &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;five&lt;/span&gt; minutes from home, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;splashing&lt;/span&gt; in the pools and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; loving&lt;/span&gt; our family at a resort that I’ve driven past &lt;em&gt;many &lt;/em&gt;times on my way to Target, figuring we’d never be able to stay at ourselves. God bless those businesses that give such &lt;em&gt;blessings &lt;/em&gt;to service men and women and their families through both big and small military discounts. I’m learning quickly that military families are&lt;em&gt; very&lt;/em&gt; much appreciated in this city… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477822805435555458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TAUi0ZyFHoI/AAAAAAAABAE/Gm5BeRA6bX4/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;We weren’t able to make it to church last Sunday due to one &lt;em&gt;yucky&lt;/em&gt; tummy at home, but we watched our Memorial Day service streaming live right to our couch. {Ain’t &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;technology&lt;/span&gt; grand!?} As the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;patriotic&lt;/span&gt; songs blared over the laptop speakers and the images of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;red, white, and blue&lt;/span&gt; flashed on the screen, I couldn’t help but get choked up. Half way through, Isabella looked up and asked why my nose was red. Instead of being embarrassed and brushing it off, I was honest with her. “Mommy’s just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; of Memorial Day and Daddy, and sometimes that makes me cry. Being &lt;em&gt;proud&lt;/em&gt;…” Thank goodness maybe that we weren’t in church, as having my husband stand among others when &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“United States Army”&lt;/span&gt; was announced might have just sent me over the edge into a blubbering, emotional fool. {You see, I’m the one who always starts crying anyways when one of my favorite praise songs is played either on the radio or at church. I’m not sure that Memorial Day emotions, praise song emotions, &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;pregnancy emotions go well together… I bet a sour tummy at home was God’s way of saving Mommy from &lt;em&gt;total&lt;/em&gt; new-church embarrassment…} :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, though, I feel &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;honored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to be among those families serving, even if I feel a bit insignificant now against those spouses who don’t have their husbands or wives &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; with them now. My children don’t have to be &lt;em&gt;missing&lt;/em&gt; their Daddy now, as they sit on his lap and swim in his arms. We know how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; we are for the present and this time together. Mark keeps telling me,&lt;em&gt; “it’s these times that we’re able to have because of this that we’ll have to enjoy and remember to get us through the hard times.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TAUefjLmJzI/AAAAAAAAA_s/8HlzsI8zaQY/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477818049134733106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TAUefjLmJzI/AAAAAAAAA_s/8HlzsI8zaQY/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I’m &lt;em&gt;certain &lt;/em&gt;and know&lt;em&gt; deep&lt;/em&gt; down that we will be that family one day years down the road who is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;apart&lt;/span&gt;, though. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there,” I always say. I know I’ll be that wife at home, sleeping &lt;em&gt;alone&lt;/em&gt;, wondering how I’ll get through &lt;em&gt;another &lt;/em&gt;day missing my husband, not &lt;em&gt;knowing&lt;/em&gt;… Sometimes I wonder if our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; one moving and growing inside me {or another!?} will add to the difficulties of being alone as a “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; parent” during those times. &lt;em&gt;Crazy?&lt;/em&gt; I don’t think so. I know that my &lt;em&gt;hands&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; heart&lt;/em&gt; will be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; with our little ones, keeping me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;focused&lt;/span&gt;. God will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;provide&lt;/span&gt; the help I need from others. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt; will get us through, and I&lt;em&gt; pray&lt;/em&gt; that faith helps those who are experiencing separation and deployment now will help get them through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TAUef9moYNI/AAAAAAAAA_0/aMZeSn9lvDk/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477818056227446994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TAUef9moYNI/AAAAAAAAA_0/aMZeSn9lvDk/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt; I have a hard time listening and watching a lot of things now on the radio or television having to do with war or the military. It’s a lot more &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“real”&lt;/span&gt; for me now. In a way, though, I’m &lt;em&gt;thankful&lt;/em&gt; that I’m no longer &lt;em&gt;ignorant &lt;/em&gt;to an extent to it all. I have a more tangible,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;appreciation&lt;/span&gt; for those who have served in the past or are presently serving and sacrificing. Did I ever dream that&lt;em&gt; we&lt;/em&gt; would be one of those families serving? Not in a &lt;em&gt;million&lt;/em&gt; years. Am I glad that we are now? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt;. We’re among good, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loyal&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; proud&lt;/span&gt; company. To our family members and bloggy friends’ families that I know and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;who are serving, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;. It means the world to us…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7711298388136205948?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7711298388136205948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7711298388136205948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7711298388136205948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7711298388136205948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/06/things-are-different-now.html' title='Things are Different Now'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/TAUi0ZyFHoI/AAAAAAAABAE/Gm5BeRA6bX4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1893093232441500006</id><published>2010-05-15T00:07:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:40:10.298-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>I Have a Secret...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-4k1LqjsDI/AAAAAAAAA_c/xSkbF5LYMdc/s1600/i+phone+229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471351093384687666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-4k1LqjsDI/AAAAAAAAA_c/xSkbF5LYMdc/s320/i+phone+229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So does &lt;em&gt;anybody&lt;/em&gt; notice &lt;em&gt;anything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;{different} in my sidebar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;On your mark... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;Get set...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1893093232441500006?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1893093232441500006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1893093232441500006' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1893093232441500006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1893093232441500006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-secret.html' title='I Have a Secret...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-4k1LqjsDI/AAAAAAAAA_c/xSkbF5LYMdc/s72-c/i+phone+229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-8640437422360464326</id><published>2010-05-13T14:37:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T15:51:36.063-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings Overflowing'/><title type='text'>Rent! {and I'm not talking about the musical...}</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Rental_Property_Management-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/Rental_Property_Management-1.jpg" width="348" height="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Do you remember when last month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-i-could-just-ask-for-few-prayers-and.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I asked for some thoughts and prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; for our&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; home&lt;/span&gt; situation in Ohio? Well, I know that I didn't get &lt;em&gt;right &lt;/em&gt;back and report with you like I thought, but that's because all of your extra &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prayers&lt;/span&gt; and positive&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; thoughts&lt;/span&gt; for us worked, just with a bit of extra processing time! God has answered back bringing an agreement even &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; than originally thought! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Our home in Ohio will be&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; rented&lt;/span&gt;, but by another woman and her two teenage daughters. She also wanted the home for&lt;em&gt; not only&lt;/em&gt; one year, but just over&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; two&lt;/span&gt; years with renting month-to-month beyond that! She agreed to our monthly rental rate also! Our realtor will be managing the property and renters, so we just&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "write the checks"&lt;/span&gt; from afar when we need to. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We feel beyond&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as this will work out so well for us! {Not to mention that it's still &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; home...} This&lt;em&gt; wasn't&lt;/em&gt; something we were trying to do {renting}, but it just sort of fell in our laps.  It &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; something on Mark's mind that he wanted to do when we put the house on the market, though, but ultimately felt that we needed to "get rid of it" instead of trying to manage a rental property from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1,500 &lt;/span&gt;miles away. We just had to get through some &lt;a href="http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-finally-bit-me-in-rear.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;stressful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/11/bit-in-rear-part-2.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;frustrating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; house &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;showings&lt;/span&gt; to get here! ;) Anyways, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;so much&lt;/em&gt; from the bottom of my heart {we both do!} for keeping us in your thoughts and prayers. Please let me know if I can return the favor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;P.S. Don't forget about the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ultrasound&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow... You just might get to find out what this little one is! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-8640437422360464326?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/8640437422360464326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=8640437422360464326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8640437422360464326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8640437422360464326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/05/rent-and-im-not-talking-about-musical.html' title='Rent! {and I&apos;m not talking about the musical...}'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2963647159599935062</id><published>2010-05-11T11:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:35:44.855-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><title type='text'>Questions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;Why do some days &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{lots of days}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;require &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;a bath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before &lt;/em&gt;lunchtime? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-l1LS27ZCI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ptpPq9_DhtA/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470032059319411746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-l1LS27ZCI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ptpPq9_DhtA/s400/058.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;Why do boys {and my &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;!} like to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dirty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;all.of.the.time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470032067993632946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-l1LzLBgLI/AAAAAAAAA_U/FgJ4M-fWim0/s400/057.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Will these days &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;Or can they&lt;em&gt; {please}&lt;/em&gt; go on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2963647159599935062?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2963647159599935062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2963647159599935062' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2963647159599935062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2963647159599935062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/05/questions.html' title='Questions...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-l1LS27ZCI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ptpPq9_DhtA/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5080447208799880129</id><published>2010-05-05T16:51:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T20:41:44.220-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>This is What Happens When One Tries to Take a Pregnancy Photo of Oneself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-IFzA-zFWI/AAAAAAAAA_E/3beij-upXJY/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467939271576065378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-IFzA-zFWI/AAAAAAAAA_E/3beij-upXJY/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;When asked by a few people for a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;picture &lt;/span&gt;of my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; belly, I thought matters could be taken into my own hands without the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;assistance&lt;/span&gt; of my hubby or daughter. This picture isn't great in some ways, namely the fact that I'm pretty much &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;covering&lt;/span&gt; the poor &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; up with my hand. {I typically don't get along with camera timers either, but hey at least I'm looking and smiling at the right time...} The angle isn't very good to see my&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from the side, but maybe you can get a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; idea. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;, what I do &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; about this picture is that it shows how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am about this little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt; already in our family, and that is what&lt;em&gt; really does &lt;/em&gt;matter, not if the camera angle is good or not.  I can feel the baby &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;move&lt;/span&gt; multiple times a day, so I am &lt;em&gt;rejoicing&lt;/em&gt; in that! Just another&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 9 days&lt;/span&gt; until we meet him or her too! I'm so excited to put a gender to this baby, as I'm feeling a bit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guilty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for giving it a number all of the time! So, here's the baby for another week by number...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{Baby #4, 17.5 weeks}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5080447208799880129?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5080447208799880129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5080447208799880129' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5080447208799880129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5080447208799880129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-what-happens-when-one-tries-to.html' title='This is What Happens When One Tries to Take a Pregnancy Photo of Oneself'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S-IFzA-zFWI/AAAAAAAAA_E/3beij-upXJY/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5897667620001303461</id><published>2010-05-01T09:40:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T13:07:23.833-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shocking Confessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longhorn Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>We are Not Traitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9wwo7g5brI/AAAAAAAAA-U/TMqEh7_Ndhw/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466297527449513650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9wwo7g5brI/AAAAAAAAA-U/TMqEh7_Ndhw/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Other than a few obvious people {you know who you are!}, does anybody &lt;em&gt;else&lt;/em&gt; see a conflict of interests here? :) No, we have &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; jumped ship on the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Buckeyes&lt;/span&gt;. We will always bleed&lt;em&gt; Scarlet &amp;amp; Gray&lt;/em&gt;... But, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Longhorns&lt;/span&gt; are pretty cool too, especially since they have a little hand sign that the kids can flash up. {At least Bella...} The bad thing about living in Texas when you're a Buckeye fan, though: We don't live in Ohio anymore, and for some reason, they don't seem to&lt;em&gt; care&lt;/em&gt; if they broadcast the Buckeye games on TV down here.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hmmph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. We've also &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;taught&lt;/span&gt; the kids very well, though, so don't worry fellow Buckeyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rule:&lt;/span&gt; We&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cheer for the Longhorns as long as they're &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;playing OSU, but we &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cheer for the Buckeyes. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Period.&lt;/span&gt; The end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9wxZAprDII/AAAAAAAAA-0/I0rLknJns3Y/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466298353462217858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9wxZAprDII/AAAAAAAAA-0/I0rLknJns3Y/s200/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9wxYqObgzI/AAAAAAAAA-s/-WxpxYcXaTM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466298347442373426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9wxYqObgzI/AAAAAAAAA-s/-WxpxYcXaTM/s200/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5897667620001303461?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5897667620001303461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5897667620001303461' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5897667620001303461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5897667620001303461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-are-not-traitors.html' title='We are Not Traitors'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9wwo7g5brI/AAAAAAAAA-U/TMqEh7_Ndhw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5443720878680654789</id><published>2010-04-28T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:29:10.466-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longhorn Living'/><title type='text'>God's Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186853767386962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g-fNnwl1I/AAAAAAAAA9s/Y1BlbFqTyCQ/s400/031.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; getting some pictures up from our wonderful afternoon &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adventure&lt;/span&gt; to explore the Texas wildflowers for the first time. It truly is &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt; how God &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;paints&lt;/span&gt; every little green patch with amazing colors every spring here! It's almost as if He has His paintbrush covered in all the colors of the rainbow and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;splatters &lt;/span&gt;the land from above, creating this wonderful &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;masterpiece&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Add in the rolling hills, cattle grazing, and ranching homesteads, and it's enough to make you &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;appreciate why Texans love their state. Enjoy God's Masterpiece with our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Little Wildflowers&lt;/span&gt; mixed in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g-e-y9gjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/CEthqyehwtM/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186849787839026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g-e-y9gjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/CEthqyehwtM/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Sweet, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; Isabella... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g98oA3U6I/AAAAAAAAA9M/NM5oKISyAcc/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186259556586402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g98oA3U6I/AAAAAAAAA9M/NM5oKISyAcc/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;No, &lt;em&gt;amazingly&lt;/em&gt; none of the kids picked a wildflower! Brigham a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;petal&lt;/span&gt; or two &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt;, but not the whole flower! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g98HCGvMI/AAAAAAAAA9E/JUKXiD7meBE/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186250703420610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g98HCGvMI/AAAAAAAAA9E/JUKXiD7meBE/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lincoln was happy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pullingandpullingandpulling &lt;/span&gt;the wagon all around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g983RIcjI/AAAAAAAAA9U/0CPl0-c_Ebo/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186263651349042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g983RIcjI/AAAAAAAAA9U/0CPl0-c_Ebo/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Bella had been waiting&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; patiently&lt;em&gt; all&lt;/em&gt; spring to have her picture taken by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bluebonnets&lt;/span&gt;. She was so excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g97_L2F6I/AAAAAAAAA88/CpluYJTtwB0/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186248596789154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g97_L2F6I/AAAAAAAAA88/CpluYJTtwB0/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Bella just &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; being a big sister to her brothers, and surprisingly she wants this baby to be &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g-fivtR_I/AAAAAAAAA90/a7EaTEsIi_8/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186859437869042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g-fivtR_I/AAAAAAAAA90/a7EaTEsIi_8/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A kind lady offered to take a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; family&lt;/span&gt; picture, and look, we're all looking in the &lt;em&gt;same&lt;/em&gt; direction! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g-f3tLOkI/AAAAAAAAA98/qfk6kV1bdIM/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186865064393282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g-f3tLOkI/AAAAAAAAA98/qfk6kV1bdIM/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5443720878680654789?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5443720878680654789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5443720878680654789' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5443720878680654789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5443720878680654789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/04/gods-painting.html' title='God&apos;s Painting'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9g-fNnwl1I/AAAAAAAAA9s/Y1BlbFqTyCQ/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-117358405311046655</id><published>2010-04-26T10:07:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:34:36.219-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><title type='text'>If You Have a Spare Second</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;If I could just ask for {a few}&lt;em&gt; prayers&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;thoughts&lt;/em&gt; for our previous home situation... {Please!} It's been just shy of seven months since putting it on the market, and we're ready for &lt;em&gt;something &lt;/em&gt;to start moving... We can't change the fact that it's on a&lt;em&gt; busy&lt;/em&gt; road or that the bedrooms are too &lt;em&gt;small&lt;/em&gt;, and we &lt;em&gt;accept&lt;/em&gt; that. &lt;em&gt;But...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We have a proposal on the table for a couple to rent it for a year starting next month, who possibly want to buy &lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;when&lt;/em&gt; their other home sells many states away. We are happy with this, and it would work out well for us. &lt;em&gt;Hopefully&lt;/em&gt; we hear back today or tomorrow...&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Thanks! XOXO}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-117358405311046655?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/117358405311046655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=117358405311046655' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/117358405311046655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/117358405311046655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-i-could-just-ask-for-few-prayers-and.html' title='If You Have a Spare Second'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7784449646580698165</id><published>2010-04-22T23:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:13:06.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home and Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>If It's Gotta Be Clean, It's Gotta Be.... Homemade!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9ERcj-S9_I/AAAAAAAAA8I/scEO7DReIxs/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463167005367662578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9ERcj-S9_I/AAAAAAAAA8I/scEO7DReIxs/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I know you've all been &lt;em&gt;anxiously &lt;/em&gt;awaiting and hanging on the edge of your desk chairs for the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; outcome&lt;/span&gt; of my latest experiment with making my own laundry detergent, so here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;After cooling overnight, I'm proud to announce that yes, the mixture &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;indeed gel in the bucket as anticipated. I guess this shows that something went right up to this point. Great, but here's where I get a little embarrassed, though... Previously I had said that I made a half-batch due to only having two small containers to hold my new liquid gold in. Well, I &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt; didn't do the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;math&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; of doing the math, because 5 gallons of liquid {remember I had to add water to it before bottling...} does &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;will not&lt;/em&gt; fit into two wimpy containers totaling 175 ounces. Not even close... &lt;em&gt;Nope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Fortunately, I also keep my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vinegar&lt;/span&gt; in the laundry room for mixing my favorite all-purpose cleaner and was running low in the larger bottle. Voila, another container! Still not even close, though... To the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;recycling&lt;/span&gt; bin I go. {&lt;em&gt;Yes&lt;/em&gt;, I dug through my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trash&lt;/span&gt; to get an orange juice container to put my detergent in, but hey, this is 128 ounces of pure detergent storage for nothing! It was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Earth Day&lt;/span&gt;, remember...} Okay, still.not.close.though. Raiding the pantry brought forth a nice big frying oil jug that I didn't want anymore, but I didn't have any place to dispose of the oil. In the end, I ended up leaving the bucket about 1/3 full and sitting on my dryer, but the moral of this huge long rambling would be to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; measure &lt;em&gt;twice&lt;/em&gt;, pour&lt;em&gt; once&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Moving on, since you all just &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want to know if this stuff works... In one word, YES! I was very happy with the outcome of the lightly-soiled normal load that I did this morning. I inspected the clothes &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; closely while still warm from the dryer and this is what I found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ Very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;soft &lt;/span&gt;clothes with no need of softener. Springy and bouncy! {Wish my hair was like that...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ Wonderful &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fresh&lt;/span&gt;, clean scent with no heavy perfume. &lt;em&gt;Pure&lt;/em&gt; clean that my nose had a hard time leaving. {Unfortunately, there is no trace of the wonderful scent of Fels Naptha after the dilution process, but that's what the other 6 1/2 bars on my shelf are for...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ No soapy residue on clothing. I think that even the expensive brand detergents leaves some residue behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I have yet to try it on any heavily-soiled clothing from the children's outdoor playtimes, but I'm confident it can stand against the expensive stuff. I've also read many good things about using Fels Naptha as a stain treatment by rubbing the bar into the stain before washing, so I'll keep that in mind for sure. All in all, I think it was a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt; other than the storage fiasco, and hope that I've encouraged at least one of you to change your laundry tagline for good!  I mean just look above at all of the detergent half a bar of soap, less than a cup of dry ingredients, some water, and time will buy you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7784449646580698165?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7784449646580698165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7784449646580698165' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7784449646580698165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7784449646580698165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-its-gotta-be-clean-its-gotta-be.html' title='If It&apos;s Gotta Be Clean, It&apos;s Gotta Be.... Homemade!?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S9ERcj-S9_I/AAAAAAAAA8I/scEO7DReIxs/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-8795269775170574064</id><published>2010-04-21T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T18:38:07.807-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home and Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>I Boiled What On My Stove!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The aroma of the house right now is clean and fresh thanks to the grated bar of soap that I was melting and boiling on my stove. Yes, you read right! :) I finally made a batch of the homemade laundry detergent that I've been wanting to try for months and months. I kept putting it off until the move, so I wouldn't have to waste any at the last house. Yesterday I was &lt;em&gt;blissfully&lt;/em&gt; giddy when the UPS man brought my last ingredient of a whopping three items that this recipe calls for. I jumped around the house and tore the package open. Seven fresh yellow bars of Fels Naptha soap filled the house with its intoxicating scent as soon as the bars saw sunlight. I've heard that this soap smells yummy, but &lt;em&gt;oh my&lt;/em&gt;! I found myself making &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt; trips to the laundry room during the last day just to smell the air inside made sweet by the bars sitting wrapped on the counter inside. {Yes, it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;the little things that make me happy...} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The kids were&lt;em&gt; highly &lt;/em&gt;interested in the process, so I'm glad that I did it while the baby was napping. {It takes a while to melt the grated soap down on the stove, and you also don't want little fingers mixing ingredients behind your back!} I made a half batch, since I only have two smaller empty Tide containers saved to store the mixture in for now. The concentrate is now sitting in its 5-gallon bucket waiting to "gel" overnight. I'll see in the morning whether or not this new little project of mine was successful and report back! I decided to go with the tried and true recipe of the Duggar family that I found in my book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Duggars-Counting-Raising-Americas-Families-How/dp/141658563X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1271887419&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Duggars: 20 and Counting!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know if you've tried your own detergent or decide to try this recipe for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Fels Naptha soap bar, grated&lt;br /&gt;1 cup Washing Soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup Borax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grate the soap bar into a small saucepan. Cover with hot water. Cook over medium-low heat, stirring continually, until the soap completely dissolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put Washing Soda and Borax in a 5-gallon bucket. Pour in the hot, melted soap mixture. Stir well, until all the powder is dissolved. Fill the bucket to the top with more hot tap water. Stir, cover securely, and let set overnight. The next morning, stir the mixture. Mix equal amounts of soap concentrate and water in a smaller laundry-detergent dispenser or container. Shake before using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For top-loading machines: Use 1 cup of the soap mixture per load.&lt;br /&gt;For front-loading machines: Use 1/2 cup per load.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-8795269775170574064?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/8795269775170574064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=8795269775170574064' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8795269775170574064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8795269775170574064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-boiled-what-on-my-stove.html' title='I Boiled What On My Stove!?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7459413538718272362</id><published>2010-04-17T16:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:29:38.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><title type='text'>Too Soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S8oW_IE4S0I/AAAAAAAAA74/a0sAaNC-ki4/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461202771895667522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S8oW_IE4S0I/AAAAAAAAA74/a0sAaNC-ki4/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you won't be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;climbing&lt;/span&gt; up on the counter to steal your &lt;em&gt;third&lt;/em&gt; banana of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you won't have those tiny crooked teeth peeking out that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt; loves &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you won't have chocolate all over your precious &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dimpled&lt;/span&gt; face for me to wipe away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you won't look at me with that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;twinkle&lt;/span&gt; in your eye &amp;amp; silly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grin&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S8oW_qn3pKI/AAAAAAAAA8A/1Fq18u2CcRU/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461202781169231010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S8oW_qn3pKI/AAAAAAAAA8A/1Fq18u2CcRU/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Daddy's hat &lt;em&gt;won't&lt;/em&gt; be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too big&lt;/span&gt; on you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Brigham Isaac ~ 20 months}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7459413538718272362?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7459413538718272362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7459413538718272362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7459413538718272362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7459413538718272362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-soon.html' title='Too Soon...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S8oW_IE4S0I/AAAAAAAAA74/a0sAaNC-ki4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1525201290828950</id><published>2010-04-06T15:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:11:29.167-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings Overflowing'/><title type='text'>Blessings Overflowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;There are no words to describe the deep sense of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;contentment&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; peace&lt;/span&gt; I have now. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt; from a beautiful Easter weekend spent at church and home with our little family... &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt; in our decision to walk through an open door into another chapter of life filled with opportunity and adventure as a military family... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from a big decision nearly made... &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt; from a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fourth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Easter basket left on Sunday morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S7t-2WG-dkI/AAAAAAAAA7w/N3ekzljnVsc/s1600/baby_bskt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457094845602362946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S7t-2WG-dkI/AAAAAAAAA7w/N3ekzljnVsc/s400/baby_bskt.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Our family is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt;! We have been so &lt;em&gt;blessed&lt;/em&gt;! Thank you,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Lord&lt;/span&gt; for our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Blessings Overflowing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1525201290828950?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1525201290828950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1525201290828950' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1525201290828950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1525201290828950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/04/blessings-overflowing.html' title='Blessings Overflowing'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S7t-2WG-dkI/AAAAAAAAA7w/N3ekzljnVsc/s72-c/baby_bskt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-9222800288395934772</id><published>2010-03-29T13:20:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:54:22.105-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Caution: Imaginations in Use</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is what's going on at our house right now... There's&lt;em&gt; never&lt;/em&gt; a dull moment in this house. Nope. Especially for&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;, having an older sister to influence him and all... He's going to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this picture when he's older. Hee, hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S7EFNFnlq8I/AAAAAAAAA7o/kpi46Cto-t8/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454146346127043522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S7EFNFnlq8I/AAAAAAAAA7o/kpi46Cto-t8/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-9222800288395934772?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/9222800288395934772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=9222800288395934772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/9222800288395934772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/9222800288395934772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/03/caution-imaginations-in-use.html' title='Caution: Imaginations in Use'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S7EFNFnlq8I/AAAAAAAAA7o/kpi46Cto-t8/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7983942420801327874</id><published>2010-03-26T18:16:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T13:30:44.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Can You Guess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S60yV1pC-hI/AAAAAAAAA7A/z0hk7ZbgniI/s1600/march+2010+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453070074573421074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S60yV1pC-hI/AAAAAAAAA7A/z0hk7ZbgniI/s400/march+2010+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{No, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;dentist!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7983942420801327874?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7983942420801327874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7983942420801327874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7983942420801327874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7983942420801327874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-you-guess.html' title='Can You Guess...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S60yV1pC-hI/AAAAAAAAA7A/z0hk7ZbgniI/s72-c/march+2010+083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2609914953543359494</id><published>2010-03-15T13:30:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:23:07.791-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>If I Had a Dime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;... for &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; time that I've said this to my husband over the past few years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If it's not one child, it's always another. No fail."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;You've said it too, right? If &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; child gets well, the &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; will be sick soon. If &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; child is happy and content finally, the &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; will need water, food, questions answered, tears wiped, and boo-boos kissed. If &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; child is finally sleeping all night, &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; will need tending to many times the next night. I think it's some sort of law like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Murphy's Law&lt;/span&gt;, but I haven't come up with a name for it yet... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We moved &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brigham &lt;/span&gt;to his big boy bed right away when we moved into this house a couple of weeks ago. {It just seemed logical to not have to put the crib back up for a few months and then disassemble that to assemble the new bed.} He's done amazing with the transition, sleeping well for naps and over night. The last week, though, he's been waking around 3-4 times a night for water or just an MIA binky. {or three!} I've been tired again in the morning, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dragging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for hours or even the whole day after waking many times at night again. He's finally slept through the night for months {thank you, Lord!}, but getting smart again with Mommy coming to his aid for little wails and grunts. I told Mark two nights ago before bed that I was getting behind on sleep again and dragging in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S56ALFzOUaI/AAAAAAAAA64/l9Y89lUDe9g/s1600-h/i+phone+304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448933527188820386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S56ALFzOUaI/AAAAAAAAA64/l9Y89lUDe9g/s320/i+phone+304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;That night, sweet Brigham didn't make a peep! {If I don't count the one time before I went to bed that he was up...} But, alas, Bella of all children was up &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; times that night! I can usually count on her to sleep like a rock for 11 hours or so. Thirsty, tummy hurt with childrens' Tums &amp;amp; thirsty again, potty {&lt;em&gt;big &lt;/em&gt;surprise after the first two wakings...}, bloody nose and sheet stripping, and something else that I can't remember, since I'm pretty sure I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sleep-walking&lt;/span&gt; through that episode at that point. Hmmm, funny... Not so. At least there was some comic relief during the tummy hurting waking. After fetching Bella water and returning to her room, she candidly told me {don't tell her I told you!} that she had "a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; pooter&lt;/span&gt; as loud as Daddy's i-phone". Okay!? "Well, that should help your tummy feel better." The things children come up with in the middle of the night... *chuckle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Fast forward to last night... Bella slept like a pro again, but Brigham wanted his turn again in grand fashion. I don't think I fell asleep until well after 2 or 3 A.M. I'm wondering now if his four canine teeth coming through had something to do with it. {&lt;em&gt;Genius&lt;/em&gt; me didn't think of that last night!} Or maybe he was just being a little stinker... I'll &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Either way, it's all part of&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; parenting&lt;/span&gt;. {This mysterious law that is...} Either way, I always like to think of it as some part of God's sense of &lt;em&gt;humor&lt;/em&gt; to keep us parents on our toes. That makes me feel a&lt;em&gt; bit&lt;/em&gt; better to think of nights like that in that sense. Now, if I could just come up with a name for this phenom to make me feel&lt;em&gt; even&lt;/em&gt; better... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2609914953543359494?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2609914953543359494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2609914953543359494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2609914953543359494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2609914953543359494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-had-dime.html' title='If I Had a Dime...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S56ALFzOUaI/AAAAAAAAA64/l9Y89lUDe9g/s72-c/i+phone+304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7091167156998671425</id><published>2010-02-28T22:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:13:08.289-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Longhorn Living'/><title type='text'>We've Arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S4tAvlpCNbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/4ASu9sErO4s/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443515760909628850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S4tAvlpCNbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/4ASu9sErO4s/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;I can't sleep, and for good reason. It's our fourth night in our new&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; home&lt;/span&gt;, and I'm listening to our first&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Texas&lt;/span&gt; rain through the still quiet of our sleepy neighborhood. It's &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt; and so peaceful. It is only 9:45, but this is "late" for me to be awake lately. We've all been in bed so early, as there's really no reason to stay awake in an &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; house. There's no television, no internet (until today), and not even a book to curl up with on a chair. We've set up &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;camp &lt;/span&gt;in our master bedroom, with an air mattress flanked by two sleeping bags and a pack 'n play. It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cozy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and quickly became my favorite room of the house. {Not just because it has a master bath attached, warm carpet underfoot, and could easily fit three of our last bedrooms inside of it...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;Tomorrow our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;belongings&lt;/span&gt; get delivered. I'm a little excited and anxious both. Life has been so &lt;em&gt;simple&lt;/em&gt; the last few days without all of the "stuff" surrounding us. I know there will be a &lt;em&gt;trillion&lt;/em&gt; things that I don't want in our new home that didn't make the purge in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ohio&lt;/span&gt;. Time just ran out... It will be nice having furniture to sit on and eat on, instead of the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;staircase&lt;/span&gt; and its large landing as our resting place and dinner table. The kids could use some of their old toys back instead of the few that made the trip with us. I look forward to fluffing the kids' bedrooms with them, but will &lt;em&gt;sorely&lt;/em&gt; miss all five of us in the same&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "family bed"&lt;/span&gt; at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;Sickness (the good ol' fashioned &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;flu&lt;/span&gt;) found its way into our home the last few days, so we've been knocked down a bit. {Again, I'm so &lt;em&gt;thankful&lt;/em&gt; for the cozy, large bedroom where many of us at a time could rest and mend...} I'm&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;praying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that it's struck the last of us, but prepared for the worst for delivery day. Thank goodness Mommy went down last night overnight, and not during the day. Praise the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Lord&lt;/span&gt; for a husband that completely took over not only the one&lt;em&gt; million&lt;/em&gt; little things on his plate, but also the kids all night and morning, even when he wasn't 100%. I can't even &lt;em&gt;remember&lt;/em&gt; the last time I was in bed still at 9:30 A.M. I admit, I liked it just a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; bit even if it was to gain a few extra hours of strength after a night of my body being taken over by unpleasantries. Poor Lincoln got it the worst. His little body was surrendered to 10-minute-on-the-button bathroom runs for almost twelve hours. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; his heart, he's feeling better finally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;I'm&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; thankful for all of the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; prayers&lt;/span&gt; and positive&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; thoughts&lt;/span&gt; for our last home to sell, but keep them coming... After &lt;em&gt;seven&lt;/em&gt; showings the week Mark was out of town one week before leaving, we've had just&lt;em&gt; one&lt;/em&gt; cancelled showing the last two weeks. I was reminded that busy week that God doesn't give us &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; we can't handle... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;Though it &lt;em&gt;seems&lt;/em&gt; that the road's been&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; bumpy&lt;/span&gt; these last couple of weeks, it really doesn't &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;that way to us. Things haven't gone completely as planned, but then again, I've heard the saying that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"we make plans, and then God laughs".&lt;/span&gt; We &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; our new home already and look forward to all of the bumps this phase has to offer. I've been getting a lot of&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; wishes&lt;/span&gt; for pictures, but until our camera is unpacked (whoops) or the i-phone cooperates with the computer, I can only leave you with this picture of our little side courtyard. I'll try to keep in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;touch&lt;/span&gt; more that we're "settled" now. I&lt;em&gt; miss&lt;/em&gt; you all, family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love, Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7091167156998671425?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7091167156998671425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7091167156998671425' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7091167156998671425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7091167156998671425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/02/weve-arrived.html' title='We&apos;ve Arrived'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/S4tAvlpCNbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/4ASu9sErO4s/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4430997905788401501</id><published>2010-01-27T15:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:46:44.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Ramblings and Happenings From a Dead-Beat Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ Countdown &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; days until our move. Valentine's Day is the day we drive out of town. I think I should be more&lt;em&gt; unsettled&lt;/em&gt; by that number than I am. Thank goodness we'll have movers from the military and trust in the Lord! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ Countdown&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt; days until Mark drives his new-to-him car out of town to find us a house to make our &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; after moving. {I need to submit our final list of houses for him to see to the realtor tomorrow... Eek!} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~Mark is working his&lt;em&gt; last&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; hours at work now. Wow.&lt;em&gt; Surreal&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ We're getting over another round of colds already this year. Does&lt;em&gt; warm&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;southern&lt;/span&gt; weather mean less sickness, I hope!? Please, &lt;em&gt;anybody&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ Brigham's cold turned into&lt;em&gt; another&lt;/em&gt; double ear infection with an appearance by a bizarre "rash" that he gets when he has anything more than a cold. The doctor wants us to see an infectious disease specialist for the crazy looking&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; spots&lt;/span&gt; that he gets. We might as well see a pediatric cardiologist for a small &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;murmur&lt;/span&gt; that was detected at his "well-baby" check-up on Monday too. Oh, and don't forget those ear &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;infections&lt;/span&gt; that have us starting to worry that he'll need something done with them in the future. BUT, his strep test was negative! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~Our 30-plus-foot long front gutter was ripped down by &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt; chunks of ice that crashed down late the night before a showing last weekend. The showing that we spent stressed hours &lt;em&gt;cleaning&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;straightening &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;staging&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;driving &lt;/em&gt;only to have the potential buyers not even get out of the car, because the house was too close to the road for her baby. Our babies have fared just fine here under our watchful eyes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~Another &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;showing&lt;/span&gt; on Friday.... Will this be the&lt;em&gt; last&lt;/em&gt; one before our home is vacant for showings?? I wonder what God's plan is for this house? Maybe this will be "&lt;em&gt;the one&lt;/em&gt;"... It seems like it's been longer than four months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ I'm&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "sleeping like a baby"&lt;/span&gt; now that Brigham is sleeping 7:30 P.M. - 6:30 A.M. straight! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ Why am I &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;sleepy then sometimes?? It's the weather, I think... Again, here we come &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;southern &lt;/span&gt;weather!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ We found a loving home for our dog, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bentley&lt;/span&gt;. We're good with this. I could be pet-free for a while, I think. And speaking of pets... The&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; chickens&lt;/span&gt; now live across the tree line at the neighbors. We still need to take the kids to say&lt;em&gt; goodbye&lt;/em&gt;, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~Our home has been &lt;em&gt;buzzing&lt;/em&gt; with many, many &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;visitors,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; both&lt;/span&gt; friends&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; family&lt;/span&gt;. We love all of the company and bittersweet last meetings at this home, but are excited to see you at the next! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;~ I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; my bloggy friends. I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; do. I&lt;em&gt; need&lt;/em&gt; to make my way back to your thoughts and hopefully you to mine... Ah, feels good to be back for now, though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4430997905788401501?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4430997905788401501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4430997905788401501' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4430997905788401501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4430997905788401501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2010/01/ramblings-and-happenings-from-dead-beat.html' title='Ramblings and Happenings From a Dead-Beat Blogger'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5508324454497253316</id><published>2009-11-19T14:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:23:28.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><title type='text'>Fall Pictures...  Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I've been meaning to post these pics for a couple of weeks now, and am just getting around to it! Now, I'd love to see the brilliant colors on the trees again and not just the lonely, twisted branches...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;This was Brigham's first encounter with fall-time leaves. He wasn't so sure of the giant pile. Can you tell by the look on his face and his inability to let go of the fence!? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405908409503542946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWlDoTBbqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/4CSUdc00Cq4/s400/November+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWlDKlXUTI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/0kVfiSnZZEc/s1600/November+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405908401527410994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWlDKlXUTI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/0kVfiSnZZEc/s400/November+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Not even sure of it with Daddy protecting him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWlC4WJR9I/AAAAAAAAA5I/qhB2mpkA7iI/s1600/November+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405908396631738322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWlC4WJR9I/AAAAAAAAA5I/qhB2mpkA7iI/s400/November+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"So much for this! I'm revving up my bike to blow this joint... Eat my pink and purple dust, leaves!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;(Or as Daddy always says to us, "Let's make like a tree and leave." *chuckle, chuckle* Sorry, I just had to...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWlCltXMNI/AAAAAAAAA5A/2_7CLJ1QmPg/s1600/November+2009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405908391628845266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWlCltXMNI/AAAAAAAAA5A/2_7CLJ1QmPg/s400/November+2009+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Next on the other end of the spectrum is Bella, the tree hugger. She always appreciates the leaves, in all their crunchy, colorful glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWoIGCx9cI/AAAAAAAAA6A/-Da0fyjkmiM/s1600/November+2009+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405911784742843842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWoIGCx9cI/AAAAAAAAA6A/-Da0fyjkmiM/s400/November+2009+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWoHpniHBI/AAAAAAAAA54/7V2ncL4DzCs/s1600/November+2009+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405911777112366098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWoHpniHBI/AAAAAAAAA54/7V2ncL4DzCs/s400/November+2009+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWoF3tkuvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/zlKm42S9PZs/s1600/November+2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405911746536061682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWoF3tkuvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/zlKm42S9PZs/s400/November+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWoE93yDdI/AAAAAAAAA5g/WeS_t853U1g/s1600/November+2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405911731009621458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWoE93yDdI/AAAAAAAAA5g/WeS_t853U1g/s400/November+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWpqAJR1XI/AAAAAAAAA6I/pwRKceUW01U/s1600/November+2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405913466786665842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWpqAJR1XI/AAAAAAAAA6I/pwRKceUW01U/s400/November+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Does it look like she's in heaven, or what!? That's our Bella...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Now somewhere in the middle falls Lincoln. He's our hard-core task-oriented child. While not really enjoying the leaves for their ability to provide a soft landing, he does enjoy many activities with them such as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mowing over them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWr55NAmqI/AAAAAAAAA6g/h3cSom09JBI/s1600/November+2009+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405915938824428194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWr55NAmqI/AAAAAAAAA6g/h3cSom09JBI/s400/November+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Burying Daddy with them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWr5YbuaTI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/EnUeI-EBU6M/s1600/November+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405915930027780402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWr5YbuaTI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/EnUeI-EBU6M/s400/November+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; And the classic, raking them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWr5NC7n5I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/NB1GpwwQK6U/s1600/November+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405915926970998674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWr5NC7n5I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/NB1GpwwQK6U/s400/November+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Can you believe that something as simple as an afternoon of playing in the leaves can reveal so much about children's personalities? It even shows a thing or two about Mommy... That yes, I do indeed let my kids hang out in their pjs all day! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5508324454497253316?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5508324454497253316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5508324454497253316' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5508324454497253316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5508324454497253316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-pictures-finally.html' title='Fall Pictures...  Finally!'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SwWlDoTBbqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/4CSUdc00Cq4/s72-c/November+2009+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2867541893079311817</id><published>2009-11-12T10:41:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:31:22.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shocking Confessions'/><title type='text'>Bit in the Rear, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;...So fast-forward 5 1/2 hours later after&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;feverishly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cleaning like a mad-woman (and man... Thank you very much, Honey.); feeding the kids fast food for lunch; and sending Mark to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Target&lt;/span&gt; {smooch, smooch} for paper towels, Clorox wipes, 409 spray, and fresh flowers &amp;amp; green apples for staging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{And &lt;em&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;, dirty laundry was put into &lt;em&gt;trash bags&lt;/em&gt; and hidden, clean laundry stuffed back into the dryer, and although not done this time, I have put dirty dishes in the warming drawer or dishwasher with &lt;em&gt;clean &lt;/em&gt;dishes!!! So glad I'm not the only one!}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It was finally 2:30 and time to leave for the hour. (Mark had already left shortly before and was going to meet us later. So, this next part is all me and my brilliant handlings...) I threw the two big, &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;pajama-clad kids in their carseats and ran upstairs to grab the baby who had just woken from his afternoon nap. &lt;em&gt;Poopy&lt;/em&gt;. No really... Poopy &lt;em&gt;diaper&lt;/em&gt;. Ugh! I don't have time for a poopy diaper! What if they come a few minutes early and walk in to my half-naked, poop-covered son on the floor!? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What if?&lt;/span&gt; What I'm to say next, I'm &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;proud of, but I'm putting it all out there. Yes, I put him in his carseat poop and all, threw in a diaper and wipes, and screeched out of the driveway with 9 minutes to spare. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(There, I said it...)&lt;/span&gt; First stop... The park a mile down the road for a diaper change! Ahem. "No, kids, I'm sorry we can't play. You still have your pajamas on and no shoes!" Ahem. Ahem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Then, as always, we stalk our &lt;em&gt;own &lt;/em&gt;home for part of the hour, driving by half-a-dozen times. Did they show? What kind of car do they drive? Can you see them in the windows? Are they sitting at the kitchen table writing a big, fat &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;? Please tell me that we're not the only ones that do this. &lt;em&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Driving by the 1st time at roughly 2:49... Nobody there yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Driving by for the 2nd time at roughly 2:59... Nobody there yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{Oh, no I didn't...}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Driving by for the 3rd time at roughly 3:14... Nobody there yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Oh, yes I did...}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Did anybody catch on yet? In "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bit in the Rear, Part 1&lt;/span&gt;" when I received the phone call from the realtor's office, they wanted to set up the showing for 3:45-4:45. Notice the times above again. &lt;em&gt;Yes-sirree&lt;/em&gt;. I half-killed myself to leave home a full hour early, poopy baby and all. By this time, I had stopped back home to double-check the time that I had jotted down on scrap paper that morning. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3:45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Great! At least now I can get the kids some quick hobo-looking outfits and shoes to take them to the park. Leaving a message for Mark then, I confessed that yes, he was right. He had asked me earlier in the day about nap time, since the showing was at 3:45. "&lt;em&gt;Nooo,&lt;/em&gt; it's at 2:45. No naps!" He was right &lt;em&gt;twice&lt;/em&gt; in one day.&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Twice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;After all was said and done, the party &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; come through the house, since we found the lights off and candles blown out when we returned. (No, we didn't drive by 9 times again to check! We were at the park with ice cream, thankyouverymuch.) We&lt;em&gt; just&lt;/em&gt; got the feedback emailed this morning from our realtor about this showing... The buyer wasn't sure of our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;layout&lt;/span&gt;. So what if the master bedroom is the size of a "child's shoebox" with the "master bath" two floors down in the &lt;em&gt;basement&lt;/em&gt;? {insert "Tommy Boy" air quotes...} So what? Deal with it and make an offer! It's the &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; they could do for what they put me through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2867541893079311817?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2867541893079311817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2867541893079311817' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2867541893079311817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2867541893079311817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/11/bit-in-rear-part-2.html' title='Bit in the Rear, Part 2'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4177761079590384277</id><published>2009-11-10T09:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:28:26.319-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shocking Confessions'/><title type='text'>It Finally Bit Me in the Rear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I had just plopped down at the computer with my cup of hazelnut-flavored coffee after putting the baby down for his nap yesterday morning. The two older kids were happily watching a cartoon for a few minutes, home from school with the I-don't-know-if-it's-H1N1-or-not-sickness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ahhh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RING!! RING!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;(Okay, our phone really doesn't "ring", but I don't know how to convey the spaceship-like beeping, clicking noise ours makes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hello, Kate? We have somebody who wants to see your house! Today at 3:45? Is that okay?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Ugh, great! Ugh, yeah, 3:45 would be fine." *click*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EEEEEKKKK! NOOOOO! ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? THE HOUSE IS THE MESSIEST IT'S BEEN IN LIKE... EVER!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{Breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{Pray... "God, I'm &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; gonna need you today!!"}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I quickly ran upstairs to wake Mark. &lt;em&gt;Nervously&lt;/em&gt; giggling, I told him about the phone conversation. You see I said "nervously giggling", because no more than 24 hours before this, Mark had told me that the house &lt;em&gt;couldn't &lt;/em&gt;be in its current condition. What if somebody calls and wants to see the house today? Why, oh why did he have to be right!? "No. There's no way the house is going to be ready," he quips. Too late!! I reassured him that I &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; get it done in time. (Even if it half kills me every.single.time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Okay, so I'm not joking either when I say that the house was messy, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; messy. Toys all over, dishes in the sink, dust, gunk, approximately 39.2 loads of laundry both clean and dirty all over the three stories of the house, a suitcase still semi-packed from a week ago, bedrooms a mess.... Yes, it's true, I sometimes slack. We had also enjoyed the beautiful weekend weather outside walking and raking leaves, so it was easy to just pretend for a few days that the inside of the house didn't need attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;No more pretending! We've always had &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; a day's notice if not a few days for house showings, so I really didn't think a last-minute call could happen to us. And now I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{I'm sure I've already lost half of you by now, so here's my &lt;em&gt;feeble&lt;/em&gt; attempt to keep the rest of you engaged...}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4177761079590384277?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4177761079590384277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4177761079590384277' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4177761079590384277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4177761079590384277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-finally-bit-me-in-rear.html' title='It Finally Bit Me in the Rear...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-6518479987631480045</id><published>2009-11-03T10:06:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T12:45:06.648-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>The Why...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So when I said that the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"why"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of our moving story was coming soon, I really didn't mean soon as in "two-weeks soon". Sorry. Again, the poor blog is neglected. It's still here, though, and hopefully you are too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets' see, where do I start with this chapter of the story? I'll just start with the man behind the move, my&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; super-cool-super-hot&lt;/span&gt; husband!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399910535711392866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SvBWBbP3hGI/AAAAAAAAA4o/upUtSPN6crw/s400/October+29-31+2009+102.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sorry that I like to embarrass you on our blog, Honey! ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ahem, back to the topic at hand about the "why"... We're moving to a certain {everything's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bigger&lt;/span&gt; in...} &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;southern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; state to allow us to further both Mark's career and our family's goals and plans for the future. Mark's been accepted into anesthesia school! Yes, that's right. Within the next few years he'll be trained in the proper way to not only knock patients out for routine and advanced surgical procedures but to also bring relief from that icky &lt;em&gt;minor&lt;/em&gt; pain associated with birthing new lives. (You can thank him later...) There's also the few &lt;em&gt;trillion &lt;/em&gt;other technical-medical-type things he'll learn that I could never comprehend, let alone have enough brain storage left next to the files for knowing which sippy cups don't leak or how to best break up a squabble over who gets the last yogurt tube. {Like I say, though, this is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super-hero-quality&lt;/span&gt; stuff too...} Enough about me, though! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Here's the other &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;piece to the puzzle... Mark didn't get into just &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; anesthesia school. He made his way into the ultra-elite &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Army's Graduate Program in Anesthesia&lt;/span&gt;. This means that he'll be trained as both an anesthetist &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; an Officer in the United States Army. Pretty cool stuff, huh!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Of course Mark will be the one serving in the Army, but most of you know that this will quickly morph us into a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;military family&lt;/span&gt;. While there are a little bit of nervous jitters for the unknown that comes along with this, we are ultimately &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;honored&lt;/span&gt; to embark on this new chapter in our lives. We pray that this door that has been opened for us by our&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ultimate Commander in Chief&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will shower our family with countless &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adventures &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; for growth and service to our country and Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 64px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399942712806883282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SvBzSYRQP9I/AAAAAAAAA44/MIwXNuBGvtA/s400/army+family.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I guess that takes care of the "why" now, doesn't it!? Lately, it's hard living in the&lt;em&gt; now&lt;/em&gt; waiting for our new adventure to start, but we know that it will be here before we know it. I'm sure we'll spend many cold midwest winter days &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day-dreaming&lt;/span&gt; about what the future holds for our family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-6518479987631480045?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/6518479987631480045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=6518479987631480045' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6518479987631480045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6518479987631480045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html' title='The Why...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SvBWBbP3hGI/AAAAAAAAA4o/upUtSPN6crw/s72-c/October+29-31+2009+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-6457605281581063924</id><published>2009-10-22T23:23:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:05:02.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Ramblings of a Temporary Insomniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;This has got to be the &lt;em&gt;worst&lt;/em&gt; joke there is for a sleep-deprived mama... Here it is 11:28 P.M., and I'm sitting at the computer about to write a post about &lt;em&gt;complete&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;utter&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nonsense&lt;/span&gt;. {No, really. So don't say I didn't warn you...} I was in bed tonight at 9:45 after a particularly foggy, grouchy day and yep, you guessed it, getting nowhere close to dreamland as I lay wide awake. Being downstairs at the computer for the first time of the night made my eyes tired after a half hour, but alas, not da brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;tick, tick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{up once with Brigham} &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;tick, tick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{I should get up and fold laundry}&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;tick, tick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{nah} &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;tick, tick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{what should I blog about next?}&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;tick, tick... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So once my mind wonders to thoughts of my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; in bed, I know I'm not falling asleep &lt;em&gt;anytime&lt;/em&gt; soon. Is that true for anybody else? Yeah, thought so. Anyways, what follows is the honest-to-goodness, 100% true train of thought that I had about my blog in bed just minutes ago. I felt compelled to share. {Which is why I'm sitting in front of the computer for the&lt;em&gt; second&lt;/em&gt; time tonight post-bedtime...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm... what should I blog about next? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do have to get around to finishing my tantalizing story of why we're uprooting our lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you know, Kate, you should really change the "Daily Rambling" again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rambling... Ha, that's a funny word. Never thought of that before...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rambling, rambling, rambling, rambling rambling...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It reminds me of that word... Oh, what is it?!? ...the chunks of fried pig skin that Mark my foodie husband always drools over when watching &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelchannel.com/TV_Shows/Bizarre_Foods"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andrew Zimmern&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelchannel.com/TV_Shows/Anthony_Bourdain"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anthony Bourdain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Uhhhh! What's.that.word!? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark would know if I asked him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I suppose he'd be upset if I rolled over and woke him up to ask him that now, though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nope, better not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shoot. I'll have to go look it up on the computer now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait a second! Why in the wiggity-world am I thinking of fried pig skin now!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yeah... Rambling, rambling, rambling, rambling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So there you have it. The post &lt;em&gt;full&lt;/em&gt; of complete and utter nonsense that floods my brain as I lie (or is it lay??) awake at night. And now, off to bed for the third time tonight. But not before I leave you with this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; nugget of information... {No pun intended...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cracklings! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SuEr0XryBzI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/iWvfcD9YABA/s1600-h/pork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395642007277406002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SuEr0XryBzI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/iWvfcD9YABA/s400/pork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-6457605281581063924?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/6457605281581063924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=6457605281581063924' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6457605281581063924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6457605281581063924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/10/ramblings-of-temporary-insomniac.html' title='Ramblings of a Temporary Insomniac'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SuEr0XryBzI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/iWvfcD9YABA/s72-c/pork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-3830723458446177767</id><published>2009-10-21T11:02:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:19:02.913-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Where to Start?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Things have settled &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; this week, and I feel like I am able to sit and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at the computer for &lt;strike&gt;the baby's whole nap&lt;/strike&gt; a few moments. *sigh* I feel like I can start filling in some of the blanks of why it's been even crazier than normal here lately. You know, the mentioned &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"big changes"&lt;/span&gt; we have coming our way. And coming they are. For starters, we're enjoying our last &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt; fall season here in our home. We have one of these in our front yard... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395077240802620626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/St8qKonVtNI/AAAAAAAAA4A/2XoYf7-cnxs/s400/buy-sell-green.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;{If only ours looked this pretty...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Surreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. After much thought, discussion, and prayer, we've taken a crazy leap of faith to take our family in a new direction. We haven't been in our home for too long {4 1/2 years}, but here's the thing... It&lt;em&gt; is&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The first house we bought. So many memories made. Babies brought home that learned to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;walk, talk, &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;here&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In a town we love. {Okay, enough sappy, sappy sad mellowdrama...} We know that &lt;em&gt;wherever&lt;/em&gt; we are will be home if we're together, though. And that's why it's &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt; that there's an ugly sign in our yard. We actually like adventure and change and welcome it. We don't want things getting too stale... The kids are &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; too. I personally am having a harder time welcoming the constant deep cleaning and embracing the crazy-mommy-running-around getting ready for showings and open houses than moving itself. If I nevereverever have to say again, "don't touch that" or "this room's done, don't come in here" I'll be a very happy mommy. Soon it will be worth it, though, when we're to this point... {deep breaths...} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/St8nSNK9l3I/AAAAAAAAA3w/kyK9eIoy7vA/s1600-h/boxes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395074072339912562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/St8nSNK9l3I/AAAAAAAAA3w/kyK9eIoy7vA/s400/boxes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We've only had our house on the market for a couple of weeks, but the months of work leading up to it were &lt;em&gt;draining&lt;/em&gt;. We're looking forward to when we can move on to this next, exciting chapter of our lives as a family. Right now we're stuck prisoners in a jumbled mix of emotions of not being able to move fast enough and never wanting our time in our first home and town we love to end. {At least we'll be moving during the still depths of our &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; winter here, when the cold seems to drag onandonandon....} And &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are we moving do you ask? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Let's just say that there are plenty of {insert Dixie Chick humming...} wide open spaces for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; plans and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRaZy&lt;/span&gt; dreams.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/St85zlKflOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/zuvheu-byOM/s1600-h/moving+forward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395094436925379810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/St85zlKflOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/zuvheu-byOM/s400/moving+forward.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;{the &lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt; coming soon...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-3830723458446177767?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/3830723458446177767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=3830723458446177767' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3830723458446177767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3830723458446177767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-to-start.html' title='Where to Start?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/St8qKonVtNI/AAAAAAAAA4A/2XoYf7-cnxs/s72-c/buy-sell-green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2022000058582132148</id><published>2009-10-09T14:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:34:23.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Hang On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Ss99AKlZ1TI/AAAAAAAAA3c/C9ylNd9d_e4/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Ss99AKlZ1TI/AAAAAAAAA3c/C9ylNd9d_e4/s400/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It feels like I've hardly had &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; time to post lately... Our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{big}&lt;/span&gt; changes are starting to roll, and it feels as though the blog has been left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;There's a lot that I want to share... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Big things&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little things&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;cute pictures&lt;/em&gt;... I guess it will have to wait a bit, though. The good thing about blogs? It will still be here when I'm &lt;strike&gt;ready&lt;/strike&gt; able to pick back up and devote some time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;to sharing more. Like a loyal "man's best friend", it will wait by its master's side, silently waiting for some lovin'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2022000058582132148?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2022000058582132148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2022000058582132148' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2022000058582132148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2022000058582132148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-feels-like-ive-hardly-had-any-time.html' title='Hang On'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Ss99AKlZ1TI/AAAAAAAAA3c/C9ylNd9d_e4/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5548665118999882337</id><published>2009-10-03T13:50:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:06:52.213-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Sleeping Like a Baby!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sseliib-rMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/cJI-AJ4ju8U/s1600-h/sleeping-disorders-in-babies-712168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388457491950382274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sseliib-rMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/cJI-AJ4ju8U/s400/sleeping-disorders-in-babies-712168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;After three of three children waking me up what seems likes a &lt;em&gt;trillion&lt;/em&gt; times a night throughout their first&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;year-and-a-half&lt;/span&gt; of life, I've decided that enough is enough! I now know that there's &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; going to be some magical night that the baby will reach a point and just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*poof*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sleep all night. Also, never really being an advocate of the "cry-it-out" method, {though it's has been tried a time or two before with no real, lasting results...} I thought that this was just another season of parenting that &lt;em&gt;required&lt;/em&gt; me to be a sleep-deprived zombieofamommy. After all, the &lt;em&gt;babies&lt;/em&gt; are happy... Granted, I know that having a baby will yield many sleepless nights and months of interrupted sleep, but after a year of this, it starts affecting every area of my life. For example, having started a sleep log for Brigham {almost 14 mo.} last night, it shows that we were up&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; six&lt;/span&gt; times with the longest sleep stretch of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 1/2 hours&lt;/span&gt;. (And I was thrilled with this! 3 1/2 hours! *squeal*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;But, before I go any further, here's another of my disclaimers... I fully know it's &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; fault that they are like this. What baby wouldn't want many warm&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; snuggles &amp;amp; snacks&lt;/span&gt; with mama overnight!? They can't help it! They've been trained by me to do this! Realizing this at least keeps any resentment at bay... But come on, I'm on my third baby, shouldn't I somewhat &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; how to do things by now?! Guess not... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;What have I decided to do about it you ask? Well, I've come across the book&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pantley.com/elizabeth/books/0071381392.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The No-Cry Sleep Solution&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;by Elizabeth Pantley. I think God must have known how much I've been struggling with the sleepless nights and being the wife and mommy that I &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; want to be. I have a lot on my heart now that I want to change. Work or not, I'm certainly game for trying whatever the book says and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;praying &lt;/span&gt;my way through the process. Please, somebody tell me, though, that this book indeed helped you! And yes, of course I'll keep you updated through this gentle multi-week process of using sleep logs and introducing a tear-free plan and sleep routine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Also, for the record... I personally &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; believe that whomever coined the phrase "sleeping like a baby" really even had any kids. That's certainly &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;my ideal dream sleep... Anyways, who knows. Maybe just maybe within a few weeks Brigham and I will both be sleeping like adults!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5548665118999882337?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5548665118999882337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5548665118999882337' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5548665118999882337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5548665118999882337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleeping-like-baby.html' title='Sleeping Like a Baby!?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sseliib-rMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/cJI-AJ4ju8U/s72-c/sleeping-disorders-in-babies-712168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-8046989042555258377</id><published>2009-09-28T09:37:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:43:14.160-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>An Award!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;Oh, my... I've been "nominated" for my first blog award, a Superior Scribbler Award! I'm so honored *blush*, and having it come from sweet Lenae at &lt;a href="http://just-nae.blogspot.com/"&gt;Just Lenae&lt;/a&gt; who's an awesome mommy to three little boys and shares my love of &lt;a href="http://just-nae.blogspot.com/2009/09/aw-shucks.html"&gt;Dr. Pepper &amp;amp; Chipotle&lt;/a&gt; is just wonderful! Thanks, my bloggy friend! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SsDFSV68fmI/AAAAAAAAA20/pH9cOz86kVI/s1600-h/superior_scribbler_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386522073247809122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SsDFSV68fmI/AAAAAAAAA20/pH9cOz86kVI/s320/superior_scribbler_award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First, the "RULES"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Each Superior Scribbler must turn and pass on this award to 5 of the most deserving blogs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each Superior Scribbler must link to the blog and name the author from which he/she received the award on his/her blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. Each Superior Scribbler must display the award on his or her blog, and link to &lt;a href="http://scholastic-scribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-this-blings-for-you.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. Each blogger who was awarded Superior Scribbler, must visit &lt;a href="http://scholastic-scribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-this-blings-for-you.html"&gt;this post &lt;/a&gt;and add their name to the Mr. Linky. That way we'll be able to keep up-to-date on everyone who receives this prestigious honor.&lt;br /&gt;5. Each Superior Scribbler must post the rules on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And Now, My Nominations!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;{Oh, I hope that I don't get disqualified for only naming three!!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://sashabrodeur.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sasha at Lemonade Makin' Mama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Sasha's blog is so refreshing, timeless, and real. (Just like a tall glass of lemonade!) I find myself looking forward to her wonderful posts about her fun crafts, beautiful home decorating, or homeschooling her two adorable kids. Another thing about Sasha that's so refreshing... Her bubbly, happy, "you go girl!" attitude splashing you in the face with every visit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://momentswithlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love at Moments with Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Love is an amazing and beautiful mother, wife, and overall person, in and out! Her blog journals her life as a mother of four adorable young girls while striving to bring home two more blessings from Uganda to join their family. It's amazing when a fellow blogger inspires you to be a better person... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://toomanykidsinthebathtub.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tara at Too Many Kids in the Bathtub&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ I'm a fairly new follower of Tara's blog, but feel so blessed to have found it. If ever God would place a &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt; into someone's life when they needed it, I believe this is that one to me! What an amazing family of seven that strives to glorify the Lord in all they do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-8046989042555258377?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/8046989042555258377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=8046989042555258377' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8046989042555258377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8046989042555258377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/award.html' title='An Award!?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SsDFSV68fmI/AAAAAAAAA20/pH9cOz86kVI/s72-c/superior_scribbler_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-3089564723392956095</id><published>2009-09-25T11:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T07:27:42.932-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>What's in a Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Well, did you notice? I've changed the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;name&lt;/span&gt; of our blog to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; {Bliss &amp;amp; That}&lt;/span&gt; .... It's something that I've been thinking about for a while really. Yes, we do have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brood&lt;/span&gt; of our own, but I wanted something to&lt;em&gt; better&lt;/em&gt; reflect our blog and daily life. It's always a little of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;and a little of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;around here with a healthy dose of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mixed in! (It didn't hurt that one of my &lt;em&gt;all-time favorite&lt;/em&gt; words in the English language is "Bliss" too!) So, there you have it, the birth of a new name! What do &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;{Oh, and don't forget to change our name on your site if I'm so &lt;em&gt;blessed&lt;/em&gt; to be mentioned on it!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-3089564723392956095?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/3089564723392956095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=3089564723392956095' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3089564723392956095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3089564723392956095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2159712692263131171</id><published>2009-09-23T17:36:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:41:59.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>{Somewhat} Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lazy&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; {warm}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;afternoons&lt;/span&gt; won't last long anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqWUy6-CiI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ilcPZ51_6DU/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384781588485507618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqWUy6-CiI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ilcPZ51_6DU/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Bella's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqWUb-m73I/AAAAAAAAA1I/JdafUR6ihug/s"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384781582326755186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqWUb-m73I/AAAAAAAAA1I/JdafUR6ihug/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Babies in &lt;em&gt;just &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;diapers&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqVdI_MsUI/AAAAAAAAA1A/IeGzm7OteA8/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384780632336150850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqVdI_MsUI/AAAAAAAAA1A/IeGzm7OteA8/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Plants&lt;/span&gt; that are still &lt;em&gt;alive&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqVcmCpxcI/AAAAAAAAA04/gd67rOwUwL8/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384780622955398594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqVcmCpxcI/AAAAAAAAA04/gd67rOwUwL8/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; sunshine&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqVcayvVTI/AAAAAAAAA0w/FUGOjXloAhA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384780619935864114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqVcayvVTI/AAAAAAAAA0w/FUGOjXloAhA/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Babies&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; diapers... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqVb6rzsbI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5BKq1M1hQI0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384780611316855218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqVb6rzsbI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5BKq1M1hQI0/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;An &lt;em&gt;outdoor&lt;/em&gt; game of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tag&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384780600235792658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqVbRZ4GRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/qfh95g9lzZg/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{Going, Going ....}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2159712692263131171?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2159712692263131171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2159712692263131171' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2159712692263131171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2159712692263131171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday_23.html' title='{Somewhat} Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrqWUy6-CiI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ilcPZ51_6DU/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-809221617519593625</id><published>2009-09-22T14:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:33:22.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shocking Confessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Let Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sometimes it's just better to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Realizing that giving the kids &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doughnuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for breakfast once a year isn't &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; going to hurt them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrTMqOk0KQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Uv_-lEurS8Y/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383152480453667074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrTMqOk0KQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Uv_-lEurS8Y/s200/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;That it's &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt; to feed them on the family room &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;floor&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;em&gt;paper &lt;/em&gt;plates, scattering &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;crumbs&lt;/span&gt; all about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383152488790411138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrTMqtocx4I/AAAAAAAAA0I/bYWu3ei937Q/s200/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;...while watching &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cartoons&lt;/span&gt; for half the morning... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383152494481525954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrTMrC1UTMI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Pbc0IisSO9U/s200/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So sometimes it's okay to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;let go&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;...because the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smiles&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; hugs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I just wanted to say thank yous"&lt;/span&gt; from your daughter and sons are &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; more worth it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-809221617519593625?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/809221617519593625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=809221617519593625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/809221617519593625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/809221617519593625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-go.html' title='Let Go...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrTMqOk0KQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Uv_-lEurS8Y/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-473086412154856444</id><published>2009-09-19T15:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T07:53:13.106-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home and Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Flowers for Me!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{As if I could&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my husband any more...} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrU3Rx-FaRI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/A_LoICSjeU0/s1600-h/Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrU3Rx-FaRI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/A_LoICSjeU0/s400/Collages.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We've been having to make some big&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; decisions&lt;/span&gt; lately and have big&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; changes&lt;/span&gt; heading our way. This is Mark's sweet way of encouraging, thanking, and reminding me that "It's an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;adventure&lt;/span&gt; and it will all work out." I know, Honey. With you by my side, oh how I know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-473086412154856444?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/473086412154856444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=473086412154856444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/473086412154856444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/473086412154856444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/flowers-for-me.html' title='Flowers for Me!?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SrU3Rx-FaRI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/A_LoICSjeU0/s72-c/Collages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-6218679995401380018</id><published>2009-09-18T17:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:49:21.144-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the Mouths of Babes'/><title type='text'>A Trip to the E-Argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Mommeeeee! Come out here &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;," yells Bella from the other room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sigh* What &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Lincoln is behind the couch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lincoln, why are you back there?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"My in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E-Argh&lt;/span&gt;. My tummy is broke."{As he's on the floor wedged between the couch and the wall in only his Bob the Builder underpants...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{chuckle} "Okay..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"My can't eat food or it will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FALL OUT!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Of your tummy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Yeah, it broke." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{Bella... "He has to stay in here for, um... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;60&lt;/span&gt; days!" She's his nurse...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Okay, sounds good..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Now I'm back in the other room and hear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Nurse! Nurse! Nurse &lt;em&gt;Brigham&lt;/em&gt;!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{&lt;em&gt;chuckle}&lt;/em&gt; Now that's scary! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;They've been playing&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; nurse/patient&lt;/span&gt; for quite a while now. Isabella is taking such &lt;em&gt;good &lt;/em&gt;care of the broken-tummy boy, singing to him, reading him books, and feeding him apple slices. Daddy would be so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-6218679995401380018?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/6218679995401380018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=6218679995401380018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6218679995401380018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/6218679995401380018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/trip-to-e-argh.html' title='A Trip to the E-Argh'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7899669369565070652</id><published>2009-09-15T14:53:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:10:52.761-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Diving Into Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ah, now it's time for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lincoln's&lt;/span&gt; school post... Of course I was &lt;em&gt;sad&lt;/em&gt; to let my Little Man go to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;preschool&lt;/span&gt;, but it was &lt;em&gt;easier &lt;/em&gt;than I thought. Is it always going to be easier with the second and third child? Will I even shed a tear when it's Brigham's turn? Like I said, yes I was sad and yes I cried some, but it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I feel very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guilty&lt;/span&gt;. Like a worse Mommy to him than to Bella, since it was so hard with her this year. Granted, he is attending &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; where Bella did with the same teachers, and I got to go with him for the first day. We are so &lt;em&gt;comfortable&lt;/em&gt; there. It's small, close to home, at our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt;, and we know all of the teachers and staff. They've earned our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with our children. That being said, that makes the &lt;em&gt;school &lt;/em&gt;part easy. Now if something could just make the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;growing-up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; part easy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_kSCLSLOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/hSJEwQWG540/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381771078204009698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_kSCLSLOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/hSJEwQWG540/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Here he is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;front of the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;school tree&lt;/span&gt; with his fish name tag on! The theme this year was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Diving into Preschool&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt; It was raining, but we still had to get all of the pictures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_kRcd57dI/AAAAAAAAAzw/SbEVd94je78/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381771068081565138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_kRcd57dI/AAAAAAAAAzw/SbEVd94je78/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Looks like this one &lt;em&gt;adores&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy &lt;/span&gt;too! I must be too mean. Just check out the&lt;em&gt; look&lt;/em&gt; that I get in my picture... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_kRGjSo0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/k6mhYM-rUGY/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381771062198575938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_kRGjSo0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/k6mhYM-rUGY/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brigham&lt;/span&gt; made it in for this one! He wonders what all of the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hoopla&lt;/span&gt; is about, I'm sure. (And no, I didn't even put on my waterproof mascara! See, I knew I wouldn't be as sad...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j342CZ-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/Fq54xL3WOm8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381770629022377954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j342CZ-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/Fq54xL3WOm8/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Singing the "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; Loves Lincoln" song while looking in the mirror. Does this child have an &lt;em&gt;infectious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; or what!? (Like the picture with Daddy...) It &lt;em&gt;melts&lt;/em&gt; my heart every. time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j3vb2ZTI/AAAAAAAAAzY/tMbMPSs8-do/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381770626496619826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j3vb2ZTI/AAAAAAAAAzY/tMbMPSs8-do/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Snack time! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cheese crackers. So cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j3IKXDxI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/_TOGmx_da08/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381770615954280210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j3IKXDxI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/_TOGmx_da08/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We needed to take &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;pictures on the second day, since he was being dropped off for the first time to stay alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j2tumRGI/AAAAAAAAAzI/3nBFsL_anpc/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381770608858514530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j2tumRGI/AAAAAAAAAzI/3nBFsL_anpc/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lincoln was so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; to wait in the front seat after being unbuckled. I think he was &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; excited about that than school... Just look at his face in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mirror&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j2I1DeRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/h8Hr7mwLaxo/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381770598953482514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_j2I1DeRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/h8Hr7mwLaxo/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Our &lt;strike&gt;heartbreaker &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;handsome&lt;/span&gt; boy all set to go, and he's loving it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7899669369565070652?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7899669369565070652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7899669369565070652' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7899669369565070652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7899669369565070652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/diving-into-preschool.html' title='Diving Into Preschool'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sq_kSCLSLOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/hSJEwQWG540/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-721056461753670906</id><published>2009-09-11T20:59:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:49:17.995-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Done. For Now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Remember this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://href=%22http//bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-so-snappy.html%22%3E%3C/a%3E"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; about my late-night online picture-ordering&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fiasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? Yeah, that one... Well, I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; finished my order the other day quite uneventfully with another round of&lt;em&gt; free&lt;/em&gt; shipping for Labor Day. (saved $38.00!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;To my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;delight,&lt;/span&gt; there was a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; box&lt;/span&gt; on the front porch when I came down from putting the kids to bed tonight. I whipped the door open and dead-lifted the what-seemed-like 50-pound box into the kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{Just to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;super-cool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for my blog, I actually lugged the box upstairs to the bathroom to weigh it on the scale. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23.2 pounds&lt;/span&gt;. That's it?! I swear it felt heavier than both big kids put together!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Anyways... Here's what almost 3.5 years worth and 2,102 pictures look like when you order them all at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sqr2ictt8hI/AAAAAAAAAyw/H6DG8jqHdOo/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383776531411474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sqr2ictt8hI/AAAAAAAAAyw/H6DG8jqHdOo/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sqr2i4D0DyI/AAAAAAAAAy4/gaaUGnwhpf0/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383783871844130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sqr2i4D0DyI/AAAAAAAAAy4/gaaUGnwhpf0/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;{54 envelopes, 2,102 pictures, 23.2 pounds, 3.5 years}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;What's that you say? How &lt;em&gt;long &lt;/em&gt;will it take me to put them into &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;albums&lt;/span&gt; now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We're &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;even going to go there... Let me bask in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;glory&lt;/span&gt; of this &lt;em&gt;accomplished&lt;/em&gt; task for a bit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-721056461753670906?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/721056461753670906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=721056461753670906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/721056461753670906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/721056461753670906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/done-for-now.html' title='Done. For Now...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sqr2ictt8hI/AAAAAAAAAyw/H6DG8jqHdOo/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-9103968101365903962</id><published>2009-09-09T08:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T08:31:37.655-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379443597958980882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sqefc2mYJRI/AAAAAAAAAyo/MIq6KpMHjBs/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-9103968101365903962?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/9103968101365903962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=9103968101365903962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/9103968101365903962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/9103968101365903962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sqefc2mYJRI/AAAAAAAAAyo/MIq6KpMHjBs/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2038063648045257489</id><published>2009-09-07T18:22:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:24:11.349-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Things'/><title type='text'>A Few of My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I thought it would be&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to do something &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; and show you some of my&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; {favorite} &lt;/span&gt;things that I can't.live.without. This is quite a wide variety, but what I could come up with today! {And &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; my favorites} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dr. Pepper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP7axWUpI/AAAAAAAAAyg/osFrUA62CIA/s1600-h/dr_pepper_can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378863580925285010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP7axWUpI/AAAAAAAAAyg/osFrUA62CIA/s320/dr_pepper_can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Oh, how I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;Dr. Pepper! Any of you that really know me know that I don't "drink", but would just always rather have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;soda.&lt;/span&gt; It's my &lt;em&gt;sweet potion&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;relaxation&lt;/span&gt;... My "Calgon, take me away"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP61yu1hI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hkblgNFqA1E/s1600-h/target_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378863570998973970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP61yu1hI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hkblgNFqA1E/s320/target_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;What would I do without &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Target!?&lt;/span&gt; Well, for starters I or our children would never be wearing any cute yet cheap &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shoes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt;, or have good quality generic &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;toilet paper&lt;/span&gt;! {Or as Mark would say, "spend &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; less money..." &lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;, not on toilet paper, the &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; fun stuff I get there, Silly!} I have to go at &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; once or twice a week or I don't feel right. I always "joke" that wherever we move, there &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; to be a Target nearby. Notice I put "joke" in quotes. I'm being serious. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dead.Serious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Burt's Bees "Baby Bees" Products&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP6lauLLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/YEPjrZXXjEg/s1600-h/burts+shampoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378863566603300018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP6lauLLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/YEPjrZXXjEg/s320/burts+shampoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I'm in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scent&lt;/span&gt; of these products. I'm fully convinced that this is what &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;intended &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;babies &lt;/span&gt;to smell like. The groovy people at Burt's Bees are onto something I tell you. I can't take my nose off of my children's hair after bathtime. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Heaven}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And it's&lt;em&gt; natural&lt;/em&gt; too. Perfection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Chipotle Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP6CzikNI/AAAAAAAAAyI/w8tIkU86Mic/s1600-h/Chipotle_BlackFin.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378863557312155858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP6CzikNI/AAAAAAAAAyI/w8tIkU86Mic/s320/Chipotle_BlackFin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Again, Mark can &lt;em&gt;verify &lt;/em&gt;this. I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;addicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to Chipotle. Really their &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chips&lt;/span&gt;, but the other food is smokin' good too. But back to the chips... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Crispy&lt;/span&gt; perfection with real&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; lime&lt;/span&gt; juice and large-flaked &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;salt&lt;/span&gt;. Oh mama! I need&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bags. One for dinner and the other to snack on for&lt;em&gt; breakfast&lt;/em&gt; the next morning. Again, no joke. And I've got the kids hooked too. {Bad mommy!} I've never been happier then when &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chipotle&lt;/span&gt; came to town last spring. {Okay, just maybe when Target opened 5 minutes from my house... But it's a tie!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Clorox Wipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP53rvscI/AAAAAAAAAyA/mUoPWlvLsNM/s1600-h/clorox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378863554326671810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP53rvscI/AAAAAAAAAyA/mUoPWlvLsNM/s320/clorox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I know, I know... This isn't the most "&lt;em&gt;green&lt;/em&gt;" of my choices. I'm not proud of it, but these things are seriously &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt;. I always have a few tubs. They're the &lt;em&gt;perfect &lt;/em&gt;counter-wiping, toilet-wiping, mess-wiping wipe. I use them every.single.day. {Unless I'm rebelling against cleaning for a bit, but they're always on stand-by...} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So, there you have it. My first&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "Favorite Things"&lt;/span&gt; list! I'd love to hear who else &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; these things with me. And of course, I want to know your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;favs&lt;/span&gt; too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2038063648045257489?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2038063648045257489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2038063648045257489' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2038063648045257489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2038063648045257489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='A Few of My Favorite Things'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SqWP7axWUpI/AAAAAAAAAyg/osFrUA62CIA/s72-c/dr_pepper_can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-9122587099311067320</id><published>2009-09-01T16:23:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:10:29.007-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><title type='text'>We Let Her Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Well, we did it. We let go of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bella &lt;/span&gt;just long enough for her to escape into the wonderful world they call &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Her first day was last Wednesday, and honestly it was a day that I've been dreading for a long time. I mean, just look how &lt;strike&gt;upset&lt;/strike&gt; utterly excited she looks about going...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp2C4ltDufI/AAAAAAAAAwg/kmijhGjbpBw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp2C4ltDufI/AAAAAAAAAwg/kmijhGjbpBw/s800/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;She did &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;! She has been&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; excited&lt;/span&gt; about it for a long time and always &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; preschool. We knew she'd do great. It's just that she's our &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and still so young and in a bigger school and what if he gets lost and all new friends and all new teachers and recess where she could get hurt and what if kids are mean to her andandand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp52nG2OE_I/AAAAAAAAAwo/f7R5NuBjHgQ/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865419351954418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp52nG2OE_I/AAAAAAAAAwo/f7R5NuBjHgQ/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;She picked out a new pink and purple &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;backpack&lt;/span&gt;, had her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dress&lt;/span&gt; picked out for weeks, and wanted me to do a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;braid&lt;/span&gt; in her hair. We took pictures in front of the house in the same spot that we have every year. Doesn't she look &lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt; old!? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{sigh}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp52n4bH_zI/AAAAAAAAAw4/mLHFn7jR2Ys/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865432660082482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp52n4bH_zI/AAAAAAAAAw4/mLHFn7jR2Ys/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt; did great for the most part. He was sad and had many second thoughts like I did, but knew (like I did) that it was the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; thing for her right now. {Just look at how she &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;adores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; her Daddy!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp52npR5AUI/AAAAAAAAAww/FqlJiL_RcY4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865428594819394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp52npR5AUI/AAAAAAAAAww/FqlJiL_RcY4/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;And then there's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;... I may look fine here, but I was running on &lt;em&gt;adrenaline&lt;/em&gt; to get her to school at this point. I even made the comment to Mark on the way that I couldn't believe that I was doing &lt;em&gt;so well&lt;/em&gt;. Of course that was all ruined by pulling into the school's parking lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Dunt. Dunt. Duh.} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I thought that maybe, just maybe I had gotten it all out the night before when I laid with her as she slept in bed. Not so. Of course you still need to act excited and happy for your child, so I wasn't going to cry until after she got out of the truck. Well, long story still long but shorter now, after walking her to her classroom (which I was &lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; expecting to do...), I got in the truck and cried. A &lt;em&gt;little,&lt;/em&gt; and then &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; when nursing the baby to sleep after getting home. (Thank goodness I put on my waterproof mascara that gets applied, oh, maybe twice a year!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp52of1vazI/AAAAAAAAAxA/k-blIP2d1jk/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865443240700722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp52of1vazI/AAAAAAAAAxA/k-blIP2d1jk/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Now a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;week&lt;/span&gt; later, she's still doing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;it! I haven't been sad since the first day either. It was just a matter of getting&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; through&lt;/span&gt; it. Isn't that always the case with the many &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;milestones&lt;/span&gt; and firsts of your child's life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-9122587099311067320?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/9122587099311067320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=9122587099311067320' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/9122587099311067320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/9122587099311067320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-let-her-go.html' title='We Let Her Go...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sp2C4ltDufI/AAAAAAAAAwg/kmijhGjbpBw/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1045117799744638503</id><published>2009-08-20T11:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T12:52:14.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><title type='text'>Believe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoSORQ6y-zI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tqPzcCuaaz4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369573082982972210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoSORQ6y-zI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tqPzcCuaaz4/s400/002.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;If anybody doesn't believe that Brigham's &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; (it's still hard for me!), just check out this picture. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Proof&lt;/span&gt; enough, huh!? He hangs around the &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;fireplace&lt;/span&gt; approximately &lt;em&gt;half &lt;/em&gt;the day. I have to pluck him down from &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;standing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on it approximately &lt;em&gt;400&lt;/em&gt; times a day. I believe that this is &lt;em&gt;classic&lt;/em&gt; one-year-old behavior at its best.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's the &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;genes,&lt;/span&gt; or maybe I just have to stop putting that crazy "little monster" pj &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;shirt&lt;/span&gt; on him. I think the idea is starting to&lt;em&gt; seep&lt;/em&gt; into his brain, and we all know that he's &lt;em&gt;nowhere &lt;/em&gt;near a &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;little monster&lt;/span&gt;. Quite the opposite really. So, there you have it... &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Proof&lt;/span&gt;. Now please excuse my while I go do some monster plucking off my hearth. No joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1045117799744638503?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1045117799744638503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1045117799744638503' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1045117799744638503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1045117799744638503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/08/believe.html' title='Believe!'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoSORQ6y-zI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tqPzcCuaaz4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-8049797548786931508</id><published>2009-08-18T12:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:41:46.305-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To-Do Tuesday'/><title type='text'>To-Do Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoGa8jc9llI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/gaw-q3lqaBU/s1600-h/to+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoGa8jc9llI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/gaw-q3lqaBU/s400/to+do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I haven't done a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To-Do Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; in a long time, so I guess it's time for one! Nothing is &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;exciting this week, as it's more of the usual. I do really need to get the kids' closets &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;organized&lt;/span&gt;, though, so I can pack up some of last season's clothes to make way for fall and winter clothes. I love the freshness of the closets with the new season's clothes but &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yanking out bins from our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;old-house-tiny-crazy-shaped closets&lt;/span&gt;. This is one of my most &lt;em&gt;dreaded&lt;/em&gt; jobs as a mama! Bella and I are also on a mission to get her thank-yous out from her friend party 2 1/2 weeks ago. (I know... tsk, tsk!) Then just some &lt;strike&gt;la, la, la, la, la, la not thinking about it... &lt;/strike&gt;school paperwork to do for the kids. What are &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; this week!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-8049797548786931508?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/8049797548786931508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=8049797548786931508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8049797548786931508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8049797548786931508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-do-tuesday.html' title='To-Do Tuesday'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoGa8jc9llI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/gaw-q3lqaBU/s72-c/to+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2597154189181004000</id><published>2009-08-15T15:22:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:31:38.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><title type='text'>Blueberry Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ah, sweet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Brigham&lt;/span&gt;... Just like the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;berries&lt;/span&gt; from your morning pancakes today, your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love &lt;em&gt;oozes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all over us. With a lot of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; and just the right amount of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tart&lt;/span&gt;, you've been the &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; addition to our&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; brood&lt;/span&gt; since the day you were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I don't think words can describe how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of a little boy you are. We all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you and can't wait to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;explore, discover, and teach&lt;/span&gt; you more new things this year. And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; just for the record, even though you're &lt;em&gt;technically &lt;/em&gt;now a toddler and no longer a baby, you'll always be my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby Briggs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SocR3uSFn4I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Al5mRUwAx3c/s1600-h/2009-08-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370280729676980098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SocR3uSFn4I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Al5mRUwAx3c/s576/2009-08-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;Happy 1st Birthday, Brigham Isaac! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{We &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; you!}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2597154189181004000?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2597154189181004000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2597154189181004000' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2597154189181004000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2597154189181004000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/08/blueberry-birthday.html' title='Blueberry Birthday'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SocR3uSFn4I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Al5mRUwAx3c/s72-c/2009-08-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4836431966855924845</id><published>2009-08-14T11:28:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:39:46.977-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Ingenious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoQxxCr-WfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/0kIH2mY84K0/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369471374337137138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoQxxCr-WfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/0kIH2mY84K0/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The kids were sporting their &lt;strike&gt;bed blankets&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; capes&lt;/span&gt; the other day while playing outside, and this is what I found when I peeked out the window to check on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Superman's&lt;/span&gt; gotta &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, you know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Leave it to our Lincoln to figure this out. I know that I'm partial, but I dare you to disagree that this is the most &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;imaginative&lt;/span&gt; young-three-year-old that you've ever seen! ;) This is our child that weed whips with a&lt;em&gt; stick&lt;/em&gt; every.single.day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369856739652241330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoWQQQW1h7I/AAAAAAAAAwA/1_8XmghFPI8/s200/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{Oh, and check out #2 on the playlist below to see what Lincoln's favorite song is now. How he loves his tractors!} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4836431966855924845?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4836431966855924845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4836431966855924845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4836431966855924845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4836431966855924845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/08/ingenious.html' title='Ingenious'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoQxxCr-WfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/0kIH2mY84K0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-3087673402521943815</id><published>2009-08-13T10:57:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:24:39.113-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Mother of All Forts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The kids wanted me to build a house &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{Fort}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this morning. Yippe! It's been a while since I've built one, as I think they've forgotten just how &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; mommy is at building them. ;) (I'll have to remember to add "master fort builder" to my mommy resume...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Insert chest puffing}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella had the request for me to build not only a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt;, but a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;school&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too. I sent the little rascals outside to play so I could surprise them when I was done. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It's huge&lt;/em&gt;!",&lt;/span&gt; Bella squealed with delight. Yes, yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Insert proud head nodding}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoQp_65xBtI/AAAAAAAAAvY/pL3GGJUq_HU/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoQp_65xBtI/AAAAAAAAAvY/pL3GGJUq_HU/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mark and I also have a &lt;em&gt;friendly&lt;/em&gt; little competition going on when it comes to constructing forts. He dares to think that he can even keep up with me. Silly. I have just one question... So, Honey, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how do you like me now?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-3087673402521943815?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/3087673402521943815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=3087673402521943815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3087673402521943815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/3087673402521943815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/08/mother-of-all-forts.html' title='Mother of All Forts'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SoQp_65xBtI/AAAAAAAAAvY/pL3GGJUq_HU/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4432358803326599671</id><published>2009-08-06T23:32:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:11:25.440-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Not So Snappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Here I sit at the computer. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{11:32 P.M.}&lt;/span&gt; I'm &lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt; and want to go to bed but can't. You see I'm uploading as many as I can of my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quadzillion&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;old pictures onto Snapfish before 12 midnight to take advantage of the free shipping offer. A quadzillion pictures would cost a lot to ship, you know. I've been meaning to do this for a.long.time. (Remember many, many posts ago??) I'm not very good at keeping my pictures organized. &lt;em&gt;Ahem.&lt;/em&gt; It's not going smoothly either to say the least. The computers are freezing up (yes, &lt;em&gt;both &lt;/em&gt;the desktop &amp;amp; laptop), the baby's been awake twice in the last ten minutes, and I'm trying to type this now as my last pictures are downloading and the letter "m" is sticking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm {&lt;em&gt;See&lt;/em&gt;.} Ah, Brigham's crying again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Insert minimal sleep}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Okay, now it's morning. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{9:34 A.M.}&lt;/span&gt; As you can see, I &lt;em&gt;didn't &lt;/em&gt;get my post done last night when I started it. Long story. When I went to submit my final order of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2102 prints&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11:59 P.M&lt;/span&gt;. an &lt;em&gt;error &lt;/em&gt;occurred. Needless to say, my cart was messed up, my prepaids messed up, and I now have approximately &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0 &lt;/span&gt;prints shipping to me at this point. This is after spending &lt;em&gt;hours&lt;/em&gt; on this project.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; {Lovely}&lt;/span&gt; I am not happy tosaytheleast. Snapfish, no. Snailfish, better. (I must say that I've never had a problem with them until last night. Just this one &lt;em&gt;minor&lt;/em&gt; problem... Rolleyes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Off to try again. Pray for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4432358803326599671?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4432358803326599671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4432358803326599671' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4432358803326599671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4432358803326599671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-so-snappy.html' title='Not So Snappy'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5293072841419349175</id><published>2009-08-05T14:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:01:38.009-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SnnT8CDnObI/AAAAAAAAAvI/9sesC5jO7HI/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366553459286292914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SnnT8CDnObI/AAAAAAAAAvI/9sesC5jO7HI/s400/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5293072841419349175?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5293072841419349175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5293072841419349175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5293072841419349175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5293072841419349175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SnnT8CDnObI/AAAAAAAAAvI/9sesC5jO7HI/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4745265211526798422</id><published>2009-07-25T07:27:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:11:52.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><title type='text'>Don't Blink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Smr0FX8Ft2I/AAAAAAAAAu4/3cJZAOxLWfc/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362366679500568418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Smr0FX8Ft2I/AAAAAAAAAu4/3cJZAOxLWfc/s200/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ah, it seems like&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;just yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that you decided to make an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt; appearance. (&lt;em&gt;Four&lt;/em&gt; weeks early!) Mommy and Daddy weren't ready for you in the sense of having all of your clothes and gear ready, but oh, we were &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for you! So ready that it was hard leaving you for six days without bringing you home with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Then, we had never been so excited, happy, or scared walking through the door at home with you our tiny, &lt;em&gt;barely&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5-pound peanut&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a blink&lt;/span&gt;, six months went by. I remember holding you before bedtime one night after your six-month birthday. I remember &lt;em&gt;so vividly &lt;/em&gt;where we were sitting, what I was thinking, and that it was just the two of us. (Daddy was at work...) I wanted to remember &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt; what was racing through my head at that moment. I wanted &lt;em&gt;you to know too&lt;/em&gt;. In the dim light of the TV glow, I wrote you a letter as I cried while you slept next to me. It's nothing fancy, just scribbled on a piece of computer paper, folded, and kept in a box. When you're older I'll give it to you, but for now on your milestone 5th birthday, I'll share just a bit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;January 26, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;...I cry because I love you so much it hurts, because I wonder where the past 6 months have gone and how you've grown so big without more than a moment it seems passing, and because I can't imagine life without you now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;...I have to wonder if you'll ever know, though, how much I really love being you mommy and how much joy you've brought to me in six short months. I can't believe this is my life- you're my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;...I thank God for you as I kiss you goodnight again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I love you, Isabella Grace, always. Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow&lt;/span&gt;, six months seemed to pass &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so quickly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then. Now, 5 Years have gone by in the same amount of time, &lt;em&gt;"without more than a moment it seems passing".&lt;/em&gt; It's a bit of a flashback now, sitting and writing my thoughts to you with tears streaming down my face. Only this time, the words are on a computer screen, not computer paper... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;We're &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;excited &lt;/span&gt;that you're growing older into a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wonderful little girl&lt;/span&gt; and amazed at all you do now. We think you'll understand, though, how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bittersweet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it is when you have a daughter or son of your own and wonder how 5 years went by in the blink of an eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Happy 5th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We love you, Isabella Grace, always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmsF3eL14rI/AAAAAAAAAvA/fg0F2ejZDDM/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362386231868383922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmsF3eL14rI/AAAAAAAAAvA/fg0F2ejZDDM/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4745265211526798422?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4745265211526798422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4745265211526798422' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4745265211526798422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4745265211526798422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-blink-of-eye.html' title='Don&apos;t Blink'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Smr0FX8Ft2I/AAAAAAAAAu4/3cJZAOxLWfc/s72-c/scan0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1474679164063566750</id><published>2009-07-22T09:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:12:12.546-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Vigilance Saves Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.suchthespot.com/?p=1997"&gt;&lt;img src="http://suchthespot.com/images/buttons/WaterButton.png" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Yesterday Darcie over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.suchthespot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Such the Spot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; posted an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;emotional &lt;/span&gt;recount of an incident that happened to her family last week. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;click on the button above to remind yourself that you can &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;be &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; careful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.suchthespot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1474679164063566750?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1474679164063566750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1474679164063566750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1474679164063566750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1474679164063566750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-darcie-over-at-such-spot.html' title='Vigilance Saves Lives'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2760219687997824048</id><published>2009-07-21T15:03:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:13:34.952-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the Mouths of Babes'/><title type='text'>From the Mouths of Babes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmYRYAJcl-I/AAAAAAAAAuw/OCRxvCrPqhE/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360991510485309410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmYRYAJcl-I/AAAAAAAAAuw/OCRxvCrPqhE/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sitting on Mark's lap in church on Sunday was chatty little &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;... He was giving us sugar, since he's such a little lover lately always telling us that "Me love you in the whole wide world" while kissing and hugging away. He then asked us, "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why did you make me?"&lt;/span&gt; In reply we gave the first answer that came to mind about wanting a &lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt; little boy to love. He asked a couple more times and after another couple of the same answers, he was &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;happy. This again, mind you was all being "whispered" through church as quietly as a just-newly-three-year-old can do. Hugging and kissing continues for a few minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Where&lt;/em&gt; did you make me?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Huh!? Did he just say what I think he did in church? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ohyeshedid.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did you make me? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did you make me?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mark and I were &lt;em&gt;shaking&lt;/em&gt; the whole pew from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt; so hard. &lt;em&gt;Thankfully&lt;/em&gt; we were in our usual last pew location, as it's just a given that all families with small children sit in the back trying to contain the dull roar of the many small children. (Other than the one family that sits half way up that we think drugs their children to sit completely still in their parents' laps with their hands folded, but that's neither here nor there now...) &lt;em&gt;But&lt;/em&gt; since the sanctuary is &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;small, we wonder who else, if anyone heard it. If so, they got a chuckle just like we did! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Fast forward to today. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bella &lt;/span&gt;this morning had her own notable&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; quote&lt;/span&gt; to file to memory. While cleaning the kitchen, I had Mark scraping the top of the glass cook top trying to loosen the many petrified, blackened overflows from the day before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who's coming to our house?"&lt;/em&gt; Bella said as she walked into the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Lovely}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mark &lt;em&gt;burst out&lt;/em&gt; laughing, as he knows one of the things that pushes my buttons is acusing me of cleaning only when company is coming. (Which is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so. not. true&lt;/span&gt;. by they way...) I kept scrubbing the pans at the sink, pretending not to hear her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Did you hear her?!" Mark roared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Yes, Mark." &lt;em&gt;Whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I love the things our kids say that are so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;funny, innocent, and classic&lt;/span&gt;. Even if it's a bit too &lt;em&gt;forward &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;truthful&lt;/em&gt; sometimes... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2760219687997824048?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2760219687997824048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2760219687997824048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2760219687997824048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2760219687997824048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-mouths-of-babes.html' title='From the Mouths of Babes...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmYRYAJcl-I/AAAAAAAAAuw/OCRxvCrPqhE/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2781384921535105211</id><published>2009-07-19T17:44:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:12:32.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home and Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>What's Cookin'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; is what's on our stovetop &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmOW9qdTk9I/AAAAAAAAAuY/JW01xgazrM0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360293967614415826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmOW9qdTk9I/AAAAAAAAAuY/JW01xgazrM0/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mark's at home today, so &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt; he's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cooking&lt;/span&gt; something! :) Do you want to know what it is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;{&lt;em&gt;insert suspense&lt;/em&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmOZCY-Hx1I/AAAAAAAAAug/6cyi40STRos/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360296247842817874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmOZCY-Hx1I/AAAAAAAAAug/6cyi40STRos/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Man, does it smell &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{inhale}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;These pots have been on the stove for a &lt;em&gt;few&lt;/em&gt; hours already, and in a few &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; hours he'll strain everything out and then be able to freeze quite a few containers to have for future use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;How am I so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to have a husband that &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; wants to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cook&lt;/span&gt;!? I've kind of gotten spoiled when it comes to not cooking too much. I always joke that I don't eat when he's at work. But hey, I eat &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when he's home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Oh, and did I mention what he's making for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;supper&lt;/span&gt; tonight? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360314034499722898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmOpNtblnpI/AAAAAAAAAuo/S2X-itA6B5s/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Only my &lt;em&gt;favorite&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chicken enchiladas&lt;/span&gt; with homemade roasted tomatillo-chile verde! We'll see if my legs can carry my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;belly&lt;/span&gt; up to bed tonight... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2781384921535105211?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2781384921535105211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2781384921535105211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2781384921535105211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2781384921535105211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-cookin.html' title='What&apos;s Cookin&apos;?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SmOW9qdTk9I/AAAAAAAAAuY/JW01xgazrM0/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-662709768985219623</id><published>2009-07-16T09:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:40:50.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><title type='text'>One More Month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;As of yesterday, &lt;em&gt;another month&lt;/em&gt; has fallen off of the calendar in your&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; first year&lt;/span&gt; as part of our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{11 Months Old Now!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Seems like&lt;em&gt; just yesterday&lt;/em&gt; that you came &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;. You certainly weren't &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;climbing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl8n24gaLdI/AAAAAAAAAuI/mL_gkRi0abc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359045905428917714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl8n24gaLdI/AAAAAAAAAuI/mL_gkRi0abc/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;...o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;r &lt;em&gt;proudly&lt;/em&gt; sipping out of your very own&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;straw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cup...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl8n2m763SI/AAAAAAAAAuA/7CLreeYkMvY/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359045900712467746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl8n2m763SI/AAAAAAAAAuA/7CLreeYkMvY/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;...and certainly not a little &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unsure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guilty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about being somewhere you weren't supposed to be! {How can you not &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; that face!?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl8n2GGj5rI/AAAAAAAAAt4/j7be4M13MYQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359045891898730162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl8n2GGj5rI/AAAAAAAAAt4/j7be4M13MYQ/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Only one more month,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; LiTtLe MonKeY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Only one. more. month...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-662709768985219623?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/662709768985219623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=662709768985219623' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/662709768985219623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/662709768985219623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-of-yesterday-another-month-has.html' title='One More Month...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl8n24gaLdI/AAAAAAAAAuI/mL_gkRi0abc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5768595254131347790</id><published>2009-07-14T18:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:41:10.044-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To-Do Tuesday'/><title type='text'>To-Do Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl0JVHb8udI/AAAAAAAAAtw/KEHtYlX_2xA/s1600-h/to+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358449390018935250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl0JVHb8udI/AAAAAAAAAtw/KEHtYlX_2xA/s400/to+do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well&lt;/em&gt;, seems as though&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; to-doing&lt;/span&gt; too many errands this morning and afternoon left me short of time to post my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to-do list&lt;/span&gt; for this week until now! No biggie since half of my stuff is just carried over from last week anyways. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Lovely.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There were just &lt;em&gt;too many&lt;/em&gt; other things occupying my time to get to cleaning the refrigerator and freezer. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darn&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; {&lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt; is it that that is one of the jobs &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; put off?} Anyways, I did get a few things done on the list last week. And &lt;em&gt;yes,&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shower&lt;/span&gt; thankfully was one of them... ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5768595254131347790?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5768595254131347790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5768595254131347790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5768595254131347790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5768595254131347790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-do-tuesday_14.html' title='To-Do Tuesday'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sl0JVHb8udI/AAAAAAAAAtw/KEHtYlX_2xA/s72-c/to+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-40944674544129818</id><published>2009-07-11T11:43:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:02:49.394-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Harleys &amp; Tutus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lincoln &lt;/span&gt;was happily playing with his new &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Harleys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from Gee and Paw Paw before nap the other day. He's such a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, always has been. But my little man also had some&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; bling&lt;/span&gt; on his finger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sli0LrQLd4I/AAAAAAAAAtg/cMsATI_-7_Q/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357229869439350658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sli0LrQLd4I/AAAAAAAAAtg/cMsATI_-7_Q/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A dainty yellow butterfly &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to go with his princess&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;gown and tutu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SljDOMdAFTI/AAAAAAAAAto/4yswojZ_wK0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357246405385655602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SljDOMdAFTI/AAAAAAAAAto/4yswojZ_wK0/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lincoln,&lt;/span&gt; you're already the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;strong and sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; type. The &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; balance between all things &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boy &lt;/span&gt;with a dash of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;glammer&lt;/span&gt; to keep things interesting... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-40944674544129818?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/40944674544129818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=40944674544129818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/40944674544129818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/40944674544129818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/harleys-tu-tus.html' title='Harleys &amp; Tutus'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sli0LrQLd4I/AAAAAAAAAtg/cMsATI_-7_Q/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-676319272212288128</id><published>2009-07-08T08:00:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:50:56.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Fun, Family, Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSU1XrrvEI/AAAAAAAAAtE/cDOVFOFuSho/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356069501461576770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSU1XrrvEI/AAAAAAAAAtE/cDOVFOFuSho/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Over the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4th&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;em&gt;July&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; weekend we were&lt;em&gt; excited&lt;/em&gt; to host a little get-together with family at our house! Mark had suggested that we invite family to make the three hour trip for a weekend of tent &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;camping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, yummy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;food &amp;amp; drinks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;On Friday both Mark's special &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;margaritas &lt;/span&gt;and the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sparklers&lt;/span&gt; lit us up! (Just kidding, &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; the sparklers... ;) The &lt;em&gt;awesome &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt; watched from our deck and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s'mores&lt;/span&gt; before bed was a &lt;em&gt;perfect &lt;/em&gt;way to end the night. Most everybody camped out in the tents, but Idecided that I'd stay inside with Brigham. Not so sure that everybody wanted to be woken up every&lt;em&gt; few&lt;/em&gt; hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Saturday was spent enjoying &lt;em&gt;more &lt;/em&gt;good food and drinks and catching up. The kids all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;played&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;so well &lt;/em&gt;together, and Lincoln was even allowed to tag along with the three girl cousins most of the time. We also celebrated &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ella's 8th birthday&lt;/span&gt; with a party complete with cake, presents, and a pinata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Then as &lt;em&gt;quickly &lt;/em&gt;as everybody arrived, it seemed like Sunday came &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;way. too. fast&lt;/span&gt;... Before we knew it, the weekend was &lt;em&gt;over &lt;/em&gt;and it was time for everybody to head back home. We did take a nice &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hike &lt;/span&gt;and have lunch at the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;market&lt;/span&gt; before heading our separate ways, though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSK3GUAFFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/CwpBEYQUeQA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356058536042304594" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSK3GUAFFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/CwpBEYQUeQA/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSNWYIufTI/AAAAAAAAAs8/bxrSHeXWLRg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356061272426052914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSNWYIufTI/AAAAAAAAAs8/bxrSHeXWLRg/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSVPn9dEAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Ine5TPJJThI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356069952507678722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSVPn9dEAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Ine5TPJJThI/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356070412184043922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSVqYY1wZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/UgcdwJEdw70/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Overall, we were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blessed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with a &lt;em&gt;wonderful &lt;/em&gt;weekend to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reconnect &lt;/span&gt;and spend time &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; without rushing. We had so much&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, both the kids and grown-ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-676319272212288128?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/676319272212288128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=676319272212288128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/676319272212288128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/676319272212288128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-family-fireworks.html' title='Fun, Family, Fireworks'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlSU1XrrvEI/AAAAAAAAAtE/cDOVFOFuSho/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7084105666675114687</id><published>2009-07-07T09:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:07:54.096-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To-Do Tuesday'/><title type='text'>To-Do Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlNRhPhlAiI/AAAAAAAAAss/Y-eSEv53VsU/s1600-h/to+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlNRhPhlAiI/AAAAAAAAAss/Y-eSEv53VsU/s400/to+do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Well, here's my first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;weekly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To-Do Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;This is off the top of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;for the &lt;em&gt;week&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;not just today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;expectations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;aren't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; high, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;but then again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;showering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;s &lt;/em&gt;a big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;deal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;hence the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;top spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;that I could skip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;#5, 6, &amp;amp; 7, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;but better not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Wishing you a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;productive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;As for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I'm off to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;savor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the baby sleeps... ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7084105666675114687?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7084105666675114687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7084105666675114687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7084105666675114687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7084105666675114687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-do-tuesday.html' title='To-Do Tuesday'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SlNRhPhlAiI/AAAAAAAAAss/Y-eSEv53VsU/s72-c/to+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4104645812678335579</id><published>2009-07-06T08:49:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:13:17.427-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>What a Blow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I read&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adventuresinbabywearing.com/2009/07/boom-boom-pow.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;by Stephanie over at her awesome blog &lt;em&gt;Adventures in Babywearing&lt;/em&gt; and it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;moved &lt;/span&gt;me. It made me realize &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all. over. again&lt;/span&gt;. that I have my own &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boom, Boom, Pow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, how my heart &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just thinking about this all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;My first baby &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isabella &lt;/span&gt;turns &lt;em&gt;FIVE&lt;/em&gt; in a few weeks and will be leaving for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; this fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;My second baby Lincoln starts &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;preschool&lt;/span&gt; this fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;My baby, baby Brigham turns ONE in just over a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;All within &lt;em&gt;less&lt;/em&gt; than two months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouch. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4104645812678335579?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4104645812678335579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4104645812678335579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4104645812678335579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4104645812678335579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-blow.html' title='What a Blow...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-9222703015879884580</id><published>2009-07-02T10:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T10:42:16.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><title type='text'>It's a Boy Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkzFAa3MRuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/wA-aln4zDD4/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353870668038162146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkzFAa3MRuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/wA-aln4zDD4/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkzFW--BYYI/AAAAAAAAAsk/urHlt9Uiek4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353871055687606658" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkzFW--BYYI/AAAAAAAAAsk/urHlt9Uiek4/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-9222703015879884580?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/9222703015879884580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=9222703015879884580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/9222703015879884580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/9222703015879884580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-boy-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy Thing'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkzFAa3MRuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/wA-aln4zDD4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4604419483644284335</id><published>2009-07-01T18:34:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:35:34.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To-Do Tuesday'/><title type='text'>To-Do Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkvkhlFe0II/AAAAAAAAAr8/Zra0nauV0Ec/s1600-h/to+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkvkhlFe0II/AAAAAAAAAr8/Zra0nauV0Ec/s400/to+do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So, what do you think? Do you like my new idea!? I've been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lovin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my new &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uber-cute&lt;/span&gt; magnetic &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to-do&lt;/span&gt; pad from Target's $1 section, and in turn it gave me this &lt;em&gt;fab&lt;/em&gt; idea today! (No, I &lt;em&gt;haven't&lt;/em&gt; been to Target twice {or was it &lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt; times...} already this week for all of those who know what a &lt;em&gt;Tar-jay&lt;/em&gt; junkie I am. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.) Anywho, I wonder if this will end up being &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; a fun "easy out" blog post for the week or something that actually makes me more productive. (Oh, wait. Did I just say "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;productive&lt;/span&gt;" in the same sentence? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nevermind &lt;/span&gt;then...) Anywho again, either way it will be something weekly that's &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; than anything I've done before. And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fun &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; I hope! And yes, I know that I'm posting this on &lt;em&gt;Wednesday a day late,&lt;/em&gt; but I can't help that I didn't come up with this brilliant idea yesterday. (Or was I &lt;em&gt;six days early&lt;/em&gt;!? Wow, I'm getting sidetracked&lt;em&gt; a lot &lt;/em&gt;tonight...) So, see you on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 16px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 16px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" height="22" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" width="16" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 128px; HEIGHT: 76px" height="87" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4604419483644284335?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4604419483644284335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4604419483644284335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4604419483644284335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4604419483644284335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday-to-do.html' title='To-Do Tuesday'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkvkhlFe0II/AAAAAAAAAr8/Zra0nauV0Ec/s72-c/to+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7611813375114058381</id><published>2009-07-01T11:51:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:14:12.040-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><title type='text'>Is This Where I Draw the Line?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Skudx76BugI/AAAAAAAAArs/GOceTK8GwpY/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353546063280192002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Skudx76BugI/AAAAAAAAArs/GOceTK8GwpY/s200/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Okay, remember how my last post about Bella was in a way a reminder to let her be a kid, get &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt;, and have fun? &lt;em&gt;Well&lt;/em&gt;, now I'm wondering to what extent. She was happily playing outside in the backyard just now, and of course I check on the big kids when they're out every couple of minutes. Last I checked she was on the swing. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt;! Phone rings, I'm chatting, and a few minutes later Bella comes in with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair. No wet clothes or body parts, just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;complete&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;wet&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;dripping&lt;/em&gt; hair. {Hmm, okay...} She's so proud of messing herself up like always, so I kind of let it slide until I got off the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bella, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; is your hair &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wet&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I don't know."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{Upon closer inspection I now see a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"halo" of dirt&lt;/span&gt; around her forehead hairline....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lightbulb&lt;/span&gt; moment.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bella, did. you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stick&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;your. whole.head. in. the&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bird. bath&lt;/span&gt;!?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mmm, hmm." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ugh, {&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt;}. Granted, we just put the bird bath in the back yard a few days ago and &lt;em&gt;haven't&lt;/em&gt; seen a bird use it yet, but I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; wanted to scare her from doing it again. I mean, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, right!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{in my best serious, preachy voice with eyebrows raised...}&lt;em&gt; "You know, Bella, that if there are birds in their bath they'll &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;poop&lt;/span&gt; in there. Remember when Lincoln was a baby and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pooped&lt;/span&gt; in the bath with you once? Mmmm Hmm. Get it?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Oh, okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Do you think she got the message? I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doubt it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7611813375114058381?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7611813375114058381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7611813375114058381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7611813375114058381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7611813375114058381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-this-where-i-draw-line.html' title='Is This Where I Draw the Line?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Skudx76BugI/AAAAAAAAArs/GOceTK8GwpY/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5889506319127049288</id><published>2009-06-27T15:19:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:15:02.942-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><title type='text'>Let Them Be Dirty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkZxLmBRU-I/AAAAAAAAArc/llmKdVG5nts/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352089651174790114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkZxLmBRU-I/AAAAAAAAArc/llmKdVG5nts/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Bella &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt;. Paint, mud, mulch, cookie dough... You name it, she likes to spread as much as possible all over herself. She was playing in the sprinkler the other day and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is what it turned into... Finding a nice low spot in the mulch and creating a mud hole to wallow in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;made.her.day&lt;/span&gt;. Even though it takes an &lt;em&gt;extra&lt;/em&gt; good bath to shine her up again, I try to remember that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;these are the things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that she'll remember. Still talking about "...remember when, Mommy..." moments of being covered from head-to-toe in mud from afternoons that happened two years ago confirm this. So, note to self... Let them be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;. Let them be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkZz6di4v7I/AAAAAAAAArk/PKLRDd-728Y/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352092655376973746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkZz6di4v7I/AAAAAAAAArk/PKLRDd-728Y/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5889506319127049288?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5889506319127049288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5889506319127049288' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5889506319127049288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5889506319127049288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-them-be-dirty.html' title='Let Them Be Dirty...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SkZxLmBRU-I/AAAAAAAAArc/llmKdVG5nts/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5612690270560477300</id><published>2009-06-25T16:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:15:40.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>RN, BSN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I just wanted to put a shout out letting you all know that Mark is&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with school (&lt;em&gt;for now&lt;/em&gt;) and has just graduated with his &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BSN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Bachelor's of Science in Nursing&lt;/em&gt;)! Of course this post wouldn't be complete without some &lt;em&gt;slight&lt;/em&gt; ego stroking, so I'm gonna go ahead and let you in on the little &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.0 secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Yep, he did it with a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.0 GPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; too! Although he's not going to a ceremony, I think there is a little bit of anticipation to receive some special &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;honor-tassle-thingys&lt;/span&gt; in the mail with his degree. Way to go on some more letters behind your name, Honey! You're on your way to &lt;em&gt;*the*&lt;/em&gt; letters &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRNA&lt;/span&gt;! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5612690270560477300?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5612690270560477300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5612690270560477300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5612690270560477300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5612690270560477300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/rn-bsn.html' title='RN, BSN...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-8214751913514583830</id><published>2009-06-17T20:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:42:03.654-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark'/><title type='text'>By Your Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Six&lt;/span&gt; years have gone by in a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blink&lt;/span&gt;. If only we knew then the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; journey&lt;/span&gt; that we were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Two towns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;One apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;One house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;One &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;One job change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;One dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;{One &lt;em&gt;Daughter&lt;/em&gt;.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;{Two &lt;em&gt;Sons&lt;/em&gt;.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;can't wait&lt;/span&gt; to see what the next&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; six &lt;/span&gt;years bring our way. I. can't. wait. I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;you, Honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjmGDojIlqI/AAAAAAAAArU/PXNVYYXTQwA/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348453429461685922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjmGDojIlqI/AAAAAAAAArU/PXNVYYXTQwA/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;{&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Anniversary&lt;/span&gt; again, Mom &amp;amp; Dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;40 Years!&lt;/span&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-8214751913514583830?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/8214751913514583830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=8214751913514583830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8214751913514583830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8214751913514583830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/by-your-side.html' title='By Your Side'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjmGDojIlqI/AAAAAAAAArU/PXNVYYXTQwA/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5447808915658108484</id><published>2009-06-17T14:29:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:16:00.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigham'/><title type='text'>Can You Believe It!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brigham &lt;/span&gt;is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; old now! What!? This is just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not fair&lt;/span&gt;. We are way. too. close. to one year old, and I just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can't &lt;/span&gt;believe it. We &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;him more and more every day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348367489115504754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sjk35Pz6QHI/AAAAAAAAArM/X53Va5jkUsA/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;His bright blue eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;His blond, blond hair with a few tiny curls in the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;His furrowed brow and sucked-in lip when he's being serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;His dimpled-cheek and fang teeth when not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;His chub.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sjk34wEWjRI/AAAAAAAAArE/Ca9PhYkfN6k/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348367480594533650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sjk34wEWjRI/AAAAAAAAArE/Ca9PhYkfN6k/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;You were the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; addition to our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brood&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet &lt;/em&gt;Briggs&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5447808915658108484?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5447808915658108484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5447808915658108484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5447808915658108484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5447808915658108484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-you-believe-it.html' title='Can You Believe It!?'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sjk35Pz6QHI/AAAAAAAAArM/X53Va5jkUsA/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-7619055031545980182</id><published>2009-06-17T14:17:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:16:37.791-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>So Much For...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lincoln has always been a climber. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Especially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when there are kitchen&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;counters&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;food&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sjk0ArZaBiI/AAAAAAAAAq8/BrXK8XU1umM/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348363218733106722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sjk0ArZaBiI/AAAAAAAAAq8/BrXK8XU1umM/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So much&lt;/span&gt; for that yummy Amish-made pie we got from the market yesterday. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-7619055031545980182?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/7619055031545980182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=7619055031545980182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7619055031545980182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/7619055031545980182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-much-for.html' title='So Much For...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sjk0ArZaBiI/AAAAAAAAAq8/BrXK8XU1umM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2014656467324836894</id><published>2009-06-13T15:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:14:34.157-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home and Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Bliss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjP6tBKxo2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/xwkeMYXYHPY/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346892833933599586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjP6tBKxo2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/xwkeMYXYHPY/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjP6s3e32SI/AAAAAAAAAqs/hpL4fUUGvo4/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346892831333538082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjP6s3e32SI/AAAAAAAAAqs/hpL4fUUGvo4/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjP6svbwNLI/AAAAAAAAAqk/j4OnJQnwoFw/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346892829172970674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjP6svbwNLI/AAAAAAAAAqk/j4OnJQnwoFw/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Did you ever know that my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;favorite &lt;/span&gt;flowers of all were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;peonies&lt;/span&gt;? Pure&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2014656467324836894?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2014656467324836894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2014656467324836894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2014656467324836894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2014656467324836894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/bliss.html' title='Bliss.'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SjP6tBKxo2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/xwkeMYXYHPY/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-2943669326598880664</id><published>2009-06-09T20:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:16:19.961-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella'/><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Si8C2BsMJdI/AAAAAAAAAp8/wKt59O4N_K4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345494409902040530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Si8C2BsMJdI/AAAAAAAAAp8/wKt59O4N_K4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;What a bittersweet day it was... Bella has graduated from preschool. It was a beautiful day, and we had so much fun at the family picnic and ceremony! I can't believe that the last two years of preschool went by in a flash. I tried not to cry as I dropped her off for her last day. Thankfully, Lincoln will be there next fall, so it wasn't a "goodbye". Not so thankfully, though, Lincoln will be there next fall... :( Congratulations on your graduation, Princess! We're proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-2943669326598880664?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/2943669326598880664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=2943669326598880664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2943669326598880664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/2943669326598880664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Si8C2BsMJdI/AAAAAAAAAp8/wKt59O4N_K4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1749283899187659664</id><published>2009-06-05T11:06:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:16:56.833-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This and That'/><title type='text'>Whooooooohhh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;In honor of Mark, his 10-year-old-52-mile-per-gallon Jetta TDI (that's &lt;em&gt;Turbo&lt;/em&gt; Diesel, though I'd say it's more diesel than turbo...), and our favorite commercial, I thought I'd post this for you all. I can't get enough of it! Hee, hee... Enjoy, Honey! (And I'm sorry in advance if I stepped on anybody's hybrid toes...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oh, and don't forget to pause the playlist below too. It's not near as funny with Brad Paisley singing a ballad in the background. I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JXK63kvUi6U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JXK63kvUi6U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggy3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="55" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa298/katebish/siggy3.png" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1749283899187659664?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1749283899187659664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1749283899187659664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1749283899187659664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1749283899187659664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-honor-of-mark-his-10-year-old-52.html' title='Whooooooohhh...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-5555396060218951458</id><published>2009-06-04T15:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:52:34.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Few More...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I just wanted to post a few more pictures of the River Walk, since it was so lovely there. What a great place to capture some memories! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigkhCEEudI/AAAAAAAAAkU/muF04LNyJI8/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343561107783334354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigkhCEEudI/AAAAAAAAAkU/muF04LNyJI8/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Tell me that this wouldn't freak all of you mommies out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigkgwCIQnI/AAAAAAAAAkM/rC72C1nQW8A/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343561102943339122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigkgwCIQnI/AAAAAAAAAkM/rC72C1nQW8A/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Mommy and the babes under one of the many bridges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sigkgr0DK2I/AAAAAAAAAkE/UKyhIQZp4wI/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343561101810543458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sigkgr0DK2I/AAAAAAAAAkE/UKyhIQZp4wI/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;This walkway was so neat! The water flowed through the stepping stones from a waterfall into the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigkgQbRTzI/AAAAAAAAAj8/-a5lVl908lM/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343561094458855218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigkgQbRTzI/AAAAAAAAAj8/-a5lVl908lM/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I love this shot with huge American and Texan flags in the background that were hung from one of the historic buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigkgAlTEXI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3hrLf7t5zrc/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343561090205946226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigkgAlTEXI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3hrLf7t5zrc/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Taking a breather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-5555396060218951458?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/5555396060218951458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=5555396060218951458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5555396060218951458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/5555396060218951458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-few-more.html' title='Just a Few More...'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigkhCEEudI/AAAAAAAAAkU/muF04LNyJI8/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-4244903158078155313</id><published>2009-06-04T15:11:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:17:29.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Roaming the River Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;I'm finally getting around to getting a few San Antonio pictures up! It's been a month since we've been there, so I guess it's probably time to let up on the suspense a bit. :) Here are some of the River Walk. We were able to go on two separate days and loved the beauty and vibe of it. It's so peaceful, yet buzzing with activity thanks to the restaurants and shops. Letting the kids walk so closely to the water scared the snot out of me, but luckily Daddy and I were able to corral them well enough that I only had a few "freak out" moments! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigdlGCLp_I/AAAAAAAAAjs/slZe43AVaMU/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343553480987224050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigdlGCLp_I/AAAAAAAAAjs/slZe43AVaMU/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;We did get to take a cruise on one of the many tour boats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sigdkp112fI/AAAAAAAAAjk/REsbUFma9WU/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343553473419270642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sigdkp112fI/AAAAAAAAAjk/REsbUFma9WU/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Bella means beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigdkJbRTNI/AAAAAAAAAjc/S6uLLA4eYyU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343553464717888722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigdkJbRTNI/AAAAAAAAAjc/S6uLLA4eYyU/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigdjzHh2YI/AAAAAAAAAjU/2j0_LLOX-jc/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343553458729507202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigdjzHh2YI/AAAAAAAAAjU/2j0_LLOX-jc/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;People were very friendly, asking if we would like a family picture taken as they passed by. We got a few taken... Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sigdjp4DghI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KNvrgZXHh1Y/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343553456248685074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sigdjp4DghI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KNvrgZXHh1Y/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hold on tight, Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-4244903158078155313?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/4244903158078155313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=4244903158078155313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4244903158078155313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/4244903158078155313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/06/roaming-river-walk.html' title='Roaming the River Walk'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/SigdlGCLp_I/AAAAAAAAAjs/slZe43AVaMU/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-1491745295592784282</id><published>2009-05-15T11:34:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:49:44.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Lincoln is THREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Lincoln turned 3 on May 9th, and I just &lt;em&gt;can't&lt;/em&gt; believe it! (Does it not seem like I was &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; posting about his Bob the Builder 2nd birthday party!?) Out of all three of the kids, he's the one that seems should still be my "baby". Maybe it's part of the whole "middle-child" curse, and I'm missing half of his life or something... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Well, anyways, his birthday fell while we were in San Antonio so we actually got to have a bit of a special day for him. We headed downtown to the Riverwalk in the morning for some exploring and then lunch at Rainforest Cafe. The atmosphere there is so fun for little ones and actually quite enjoyable for adults too. (Not sure I can say the same for Chuck E. Cheese for Bella's last birthday... *wink*) We sat in a huge booth where the kids happily bounced around while drinking their special smoothies and munching on dino-shaped chicken nuggets. After eating Lincoln was quite embarrassed as the staff made a singing-clapping-whooping big deal, but didn't seem to mind when they sat the sundae in front of him! In the evening we grilled hot dogs and had a picnic at the resort at one of their picnic areas. The day was wrapped up with an Oreo cake presented with an unlit "3" candle. (Seems that we didn't think of not having a lighter or matches when the candle was bought. Mark, being the resourceful guy that he is -keyword &lt;em&gt;guy&lt;/em&gt;- tried lighting it from the stove with an ashen paper towel. This was unsuccessful, but thankfully Lincoln didn't mind...) In the end, I think our birthday boy had a great day! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336075913513582418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2MxYd-v1I/AAAAAAAAAis/5gqST3pfd4w/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Waiting for Rainforst Cafe to open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2Q_G3QHlI/AAAAAAAAAi0/aMgRcQ2fIlc/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336080547352419922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2Q_G3QHlI/AAAAAAAAAi0/aMgRcQ2fIlc/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Enjoying his birthday sundae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2Mw8-bN3I/AAAAAAAAAic/GB9ynNjNq3Y/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336075906133473138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2Mw8-bN3I/AAAAAAAAAic/GB9ynNjNq3Y/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Our evening picnic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2MxAIGR3I/AAAAAAAAAik/ib_183WShfc/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336075906979350386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2MxAIGR3I/AAAAAAAAAik/ib_183WShfc/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Yummy Oreo cake with a "special" birthday candle ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2MwuMIJfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/CqFtF1b8rrk/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336075902164411890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2MwuMIJfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/CqFtF1b8rrk/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Happy *3rd* Birthday, Lincoln Noah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-1491745295592784282?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/1491745295592784282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=1491745295592784282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1491745295592784282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/1491745295592784282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/05/lincoln-is-three.html' title='Lincoln is THREE!'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04836510592490523666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ePhVo1ymKE/Tjb8hTfLztI/AAAAAAAABL0/R2MwXG1Iby0/s220/523-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CbZ9C55y1qA/Sg2MxYd-v1I/AAAAAAAAAis/5gqST3pfd4w/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883385563633460786.post-8896480295882605024</id><published>2009-05-13T12:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:43:46.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>busy, Busy, BUSY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oh, my!  A month has gone by without a single post!  How. could. this. have. happened?  Time has flown so quickly this past month that my head spins some days.  I have a lot of new pictures and hopefully a few substantial posts from our last month.  Stay tuned and many apologies for my lifeless blog. :(  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883385563633460786-8896480295882605024?l=bishopbrood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/feeds/8896480295882605024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883385563633460786&amp;postID=8896480295882605024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8896480295882605024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883385563633460786/posts/default/8896480295882605024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bishopbrood.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy, Busy, BUSY!'/><author><name>Kate @ Bliss and That</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04
