tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62268611822525600872024-02-19T09:11:50.467-08:00PrichardsixAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.comBlogger982125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-36002048709048689082017-12-19T19:59:00.000-08:002017-12-19T19:59:14.482-08:00December Daily Day 12-13<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Day 12 was about my stack of books this month. I had a goal to read 24 books this year and currently I am at 22 :) We will see what I can get through in the next few weeks. Perhaps we will have a good snow storm that would help!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Our local library is complete with a book Christmas tree! Can't think of a tree I would rather see or perhaps one day build in my own house!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Day 13 A band concert for Brianna and a special visit by my parents and niece, Ellie. I was lucky to have her sit with me and listen to her cousin. This little one rocks the world and the world has no idea what is coming as she grows up. Love our local school music program and so proud of Bri playing for the first time this year!</span></td></tr>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-7142077555790174122017-12-16T19:03:00.000-08:002017-12-16T19:03:41.382-08:00December Daily Day 10-11<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A very special day in Denver with Mom and Katie. We were lucky to see the Moscow Ballet perform the Nutcracker. We went as part of an event for the Girl Scouts of Colorado. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It was a beautiful ballet in an old theater with so much history. The colors of the ballet were breathtaking and the Russian take on this popular story was super fun to see. The best was being with these two wonderful ladies in my life. We will long remember our time in Denver and spending the day together!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">To give is better than to receive is something I really want my kids to learn. How hard that is when my kids are blessed to have lives that are full and bellies that are not hungry. We know this is not true for all the kids we know and want to teach our kids to give more than anything. I want them to learn how it feels to give of what they have. A trip with many of them to fill boxes always is an adventure. We must be a site to see at the store!</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-14180946927059550142017-12-11T20:22:00.001-08:002017-12-11T20:22:42.754-08:00December Daily Day 9<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Day nine had to be about a photo session with nine grandkids and my parents. These kids are simply amazing. There is no lack of personalities in this group. There are some leaders and some followers and most have their own opinions. They do very well together and if they wanted to I believe they could take over us adults. They fight hard for what they want and love each other deeply.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">As with every group of kids there are those disagreements, but in a group of nine if you get tired of one just move on to the next. They seems to navigate to their one special buddy. So fun to see and experience!</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-59881557956143226712017-12-11T20:02:00.002-08:002017-12-11T20:02:42.459-08:00December Daily Day 8<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">So many days this month the porch looks like this. My two day crazy shopping "trip" resulted in many packages. We still are continuing our plan of one gift to need, read, wear, and want for each of the kids. It seems to still add up with five kids. I then proceed to take these boxes and put them in my closest. The clean out day is coming of sorting and wrapping:)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Every time I see these packages I wonder how my kids will shop as adults. I could never have imagined at their age what this would look like or how fast we shop. A sure sign of my time as a middle age adult. </span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-63260737787366921932017-12-08T18:23:00.000-08:002017-12-08T18:23:40.564-08:00December Daily Day 7<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Over the years the story of who hangs up our outside lights or if they even get hung up changes. When your children are literally taller than you the job can certainly be given to them. Brianna is the kid who drives this operation and Riley is good enough to listen to her directions. This warm Colorado weather makes hanging up the lights a breeze and apparently can be done with no sleeves. Grateful for big kids who contribute more each year to the decorating.</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-57569183079792842222017-12-08T16:12:00.003-08:002017-12-08T16:12:27.047-08:00December Daily Day 6<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The dance studio is a place that I have found <span style="background-color: white;">peace i</span>n for as long as I can remember. I remember the first dance studio I was in, the one where I went through those awkward teen years, and the one in college that I could dance until my heart was content. Young in my twenties found me in an amazing studio with my own opportunity to teach. Thinking of the gift I was given by an amazing woman. She believed in me and my ability to teach. Now I teach in our small town in a local studio to girls who give me more than they every know. I still love my time to take class and find myself in yet another studio with a teacher that loves adults. What a gift this place is to me!</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-90329707506731602272017-12-06T21:09:00.000-08:002017-12-06T21:09:58.830-08:00December Daily Dec 5th<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Thinking about this group of kids who call me mom today. A story of how the twenty year old Teri would have laughed at the thought of five kids. Life is full of twists and turns and wonderful surprises. One of the greatest surprises of my life is how much I love a big family and all that it entails.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I have my moments of frustration and overwhelm. In the end though this was the path I was born to take. Those heels and a high rise job that I longed for were not part of my future. I do think every once in awhile about that dream I had especially on those days that I feel lost. It doesn't last and I go forward with these kids I love.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A little sewing on these pages turned out to be so much fun. Day five done and my mind is spinning with stories...</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-68485158810916502752017-12-05T19:45:00.000-08:002017-12-05T19:45:45.116-08:00December Daily Dec 4th<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The decorating of the tree on a Sunday afternoon. As the kids grow this isn't as popular of an activity as it used to be. In the end though we were all there and worked together to put up the ornaments. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I like looking at the ornaments and remembering the stories behind each one. The ones from when they were little. The ones they hand made for us and the ones from travels of their grandparents. All make up our memories as a family. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A couple years ago we stopped putting our ornaments on the tree as it just gets too full. One day though I imagine they will each start to take theirs and I will put mine back on. I am not looking forward to that day so for now after some coaxing we were all there on that afternoon.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">There is still some wonder in this little man's eyes. Thankful for that!</span></td></tr>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-68346420453727387982017-12-04T19:57:00.001-08:002017-12-04T19:57:25.865-08:00December Daily Dec 3rd<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Time spent with my oldest. A full day of just him and I starting at wrestling and then after heading to the mall to get his gift. This gift was out of my league as far as what he wanted and liked. I am always so grateful for these moments that are one on one time for the kids. This kid holds many roles in our life. Some hurt my heart because I know he has to be more sometimes than a fifteen year old should be. However, I see his heart and his love of his siblings and I know these days will make him be an amazing man.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Telling my story one day at a time. Love that!</span></td></tr>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-51966603982824662412017-12-03T13:35:00.002-08:002017-12-03T13:35:27.230-08:00December Daily 12/2<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A new ornament on the tree from our girls trip to see my aunt in Oregon. So many memories in that little lighthouse. The greatest memories are spending time with my amazing aunt and having time with just my girls. Thinking of the people who lived in these lighthouses and the stories they must have told!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My love of the beach runs deep and most of you have heard me say that. Looking at the waves I could feel myself relax after a fall that was so complicated and busy. There is just something for me with the power of the waves how they are non stop and yet consistent. They don't worry about what is going on they just do their thing and keep coming in. A good lesson for life. </span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-3287496658289382412017-12-03T13:20:00.000-08:002017-12-03T13:20:39.554-08:00December Daily 12/1<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">December brings on my yearly scrapbooking project of capturing this month. Thinking about all the stories in our life. They make us who we are, what we believe, and how we feel. Some are easy stories, some are hard. They all equal life in this family of seven.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tree cutting is a ritual in this house. I can't remember when we didn't go to the mountains to cut a tree. There were days with no babies to a time when our house, minds, and time are full. Each year has with it a special memory. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">There have been moments of crying kids, "lame" trees, snow, sun, and all the parts that make up this adventure. This years tree is one of the best that I can remember. It has a lot of branches which will soon be filled with memories!</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-42897087195725352102017-07-03T14:11:00.002-07:002017-07-03T14:11:56.645-07:00A week away at camp!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Going to camp with your cousin has to be one of those memories that you never forget. This was a first for these two boys. I was hoping this week would be filled with moments of new friends, fun adventures, and a break away from lets just say siblings.</span> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Andy was ready and very neatly packed. Sometimes these moments can be hard but he was all in. A moment of realizing all the "top" bunks were taken turned into a moment of grace. Thankfulness on my part.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My one and only nephew. I helped him get all settled and knew this kid was going to rock this week. If he could find someone to talk sports the week was sure to be a success.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Waiting to check in. Lots of nerves and advice from a big brother who had attended the previous year. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">We got them settled in and said goodbye. After five days at camp we went back to get them. That night they were all smiles (and dirt). Each had their own story to tell. I heard from one the best part was the cereal??? They showed us around and we left. I really hope these boys get to repeat this adventure.</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-55028416811431623192017-04-24T12:25:00.000-07:002017-04-24T12:25:28.878-07:00Week in the Life Sunday 4/23<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sunday was a gorgeous day outside. Perfect for a little outside work. That is my preferred place to be. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Our Sundays start in mass. Our church is small and being in a small community everyone knows each other. We usually sit on the right hand side three or four pews in. Funny how life is like that where people always sit the same places. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">After church Brian and Riley helped me with some head shots I needed. Had Riley do some posing so I could get my camera set correctly. He gives me a hard time but is pretty good about these things for me.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">1. Andy loves to help cook. Breakfast being his specialty. Katie had asked the night before to have crepes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">2. After church I found Andy and Katie laughing over their Dad's yearbook. I heard them them say "That sure doesn't look like him". </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">3. Garden time. We needed to work on the garden. Most years the family helps do some prep work and then I take it over in the summer. I prefer it that way and if a kid wanders out to help that is awesome and if not it is ok.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">4. My new peonies. Planted three hoping to get three more in May.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">5. Dinner was salmon and rice. Bri made cupcakes for dessert. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">After these girls were done working they spent a lot of time painting their nails. I really prefer this activity outside. They have those sweet sister interactions during this activity.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The week is over. I have taken a lot of photos and written stories from our week. All of this will go in an album for us. This is my third year of documenting a week. Fun to look back and see what has changed and what stays consistent in our lives.</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-33120056722764952812017-04-23T19:24:00.002-07:002017-04-23T19:24:45.996-07:00Week in the Life - Saturday 4/23<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A Saturday that was fairly open. This is a new season for us one without sports commitments. There will be more of these commitments very soon but for now we are glad for a break. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Time to be together and play. These matchbox cars have had a renewed life with Luke. This new track from Easter has added some more fun for all three of these kids. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Once we got through lunch and a short nap for Luke we headed to the mountains for a Cub Scout hike. Due to the weather we were the only family there but once there we just went forward. The snow was actually fairly warm and was great to play and walk in. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Photos from my camera:</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1. Sweet little boy right next to me in the morning. He loves a good sleep in day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">2. My wet and soggy run and a view right by our house.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">3. Bri doing some shopping online. Time for a new shirt for her it seems.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">3. Brian took the boys out to clean out our garage. It feels so good to have it clean and organized. I appreciate that a lot!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">4. I set my phone on a rock for this shot. The places my phone has set this week is crazy to think about. I have propped it up on rocks, fences, and many counters in our house.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">5. Dinner of meatloaf and baked potatoes. The girls did the cooking tonight and it was really good.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">6. Each night I go and cover up my baby plants in my greenhouse. Won't be long until some of these plants move outside. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Andy and Riley built a fort on our hike. A true Cub Scout activity. Andy was all smiles at this kind gesture from his older brother.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Following these two up the trail. The sweetness of my kids holding hands warms my heart. <br /><br />One more day to document for this week. This week has been real life around here. Some I will write about and some will live in my heart. I always try to find the good in our family behind my lens. I try to find my gratefulness in my words. I love it all and forever will love to document.<br /><br />See you tomorrow!</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-67107479286998533092017-04-22T18:31:00.001-07:002017-04-22T18:31:40.792-07:00Week in the Life- Friday 4/21<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Friday has come and with it the kids off from school. They go to school four days a week so this is a different day. Riley now has a job working on a ranch and goes to work each Friday. I am happy to see him working and having the experience of working out on this beautiful ranch property. Chai tea is my favorite. I long for it but only give into my cravings of getting tea outside this house once a week.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My phone photos:<br /><br />1. On my seven mile run the site over the mountain. So glad it is not dark in the morning now.<br />2. A trip to see friends and jump until our hearts are content.<br />3. My new little plant I bought home. Excited to see this little one grow.<br />4. Stripes and dots- If I have to choose one dots win but both are nice today.<br />5. Driving - always- but today to see friends and play!<br />6. They are on the trampoline a lot. I used to worry we wouldn't get our monies worth and that is so not true!<br />7. When we got back home Riley was home from work. A little time with him to catch up.<br />8. Time to scrapbook at night. Makes me super happy.<br />9. We have seen a lot of these tanks heading to training this week. The boys are so intrigued with them and spend a fair amount of time talking about these huge vehicles.<br />10. He is driving more and more and really I am not that nervous.<br />11. Stretches after I run. My least favorite part.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Grateful for this friendship that was brought on by adoption and has traveled many conversations across the mountains for Colorado. This sweet little one really likes Katie and the feelings are mutual. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">These kids all jumped and jumped. Andy loved the dodge ball game. It really was such a special meet up. I can't wait until next time.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Back home for piano lessons. The nightly routine starts again. Time to get the kitchen ready for dinner, then showers, and after a busy day everyone in bed. I scrapbooked and then read a little. In bed around 10:30. This was a different Friday for us and it felt good! <br /><br />Two more days of this project. Sometimes I think I will run out of ideas for photos but that never seems to happen. See you tomorrow!</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-663594127313849922017-04-21T16:18:00.000-07:002017-04-25T17:37:30.909-07:00Week in the Life - Thursday 4/20<div style="text-align: left;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Thursday started on a trip to town for Luke and I. On a usual week I only go in once but this was a week with a little more. We live about a half an hour from town. This is my favorite photo from the day. Getting some new plants for the yard. These bloom around my birthday so I really like that!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The morning routine. I never dried my hair until last May when I got it cut short for the first time ever in my life. I have grown to love it and find it so simple for this season of my life. Things on my counter: My water bottle, my makeup bag that came from Korea (sweet memories), and the base my sister and I made. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">We started at the dentist for me. Of course screens make these appointments easier. I decided to run to the grocery store for a few things. Usually I never really do this but didn't have it in me to do the "big" shopping. A good time to eat from our pantry. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">1. My sweet Katie. I love how she opened up on this night. Hard to compete with all her brothers and sisters at home. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">2. Grocery unloading. Didn't take too long today. Mostly fruits, vegetables, and milk. If we are all home we drink a gallon a day. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">3. An early morning run and the first kid I see when I get home is always Andy. Gets up and right away feeds his dog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">4. Driving always driving. This photo from the school drop off</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">5. My little spelling bee. She was so nervous.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">6. The dentist. Enough on that subject.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">7. My bedtime and my steps. A little late how does that always happen and each morning I say it will not happen again:)</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My favorite photo of the day. Listening to these two laugh as they brushed teeth then headed to bed. She loves to sleep in the bottom bunk in his room. I love to watch how she moves all her stuff for bed including her alarm clock and blankets to have a sleepover with her brother.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Breakfast on this day was hard boiled eggs from Easter and fruit. Love how the sun is getting up earlier makes it easier for the rest of this group. We tend to eat in shifts on these weekday mornings. Some come up a little later than others.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Everyone is in school and my day with Luke starts then. I am trying to give Luke some little jobs. It is time for him to start on our chore schedule that we have set for kids. He is starting with unloading the dishwasher. The other kids each have one morning that they are responsible to unload the dishwasher before school.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Barre3 for me after cleaning with a little truck running under my legs as Luke played around me. He is always wanting to help in the kitchen. We had made up chili for dinner and now were adding our sopapillas. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My phone photos:</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1. A kiss goodbye as I dropped the kids off to school</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">2. Back home it is cleaning day. If I work hard it takes 3 1/2 hours</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">3. Andy and Katie after a busy day</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">4. A book before nap time for Luke</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">5. He plays for awhile while I clean then joins me to "help"</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">6. The school bus stop getting ready for the busier part of the day</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">7. Working on my blog. My favorite place to work is on the ground.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">8. The girls are learning to quilt with a dear friend.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">9. Dinner almost is ready. Chili and sopapillas are the best</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">10. Bed for me at 10 with reading until 10:30 </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Work had to be done tonight so the next job can be started. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Working out is a routine for Brian and Riley. They work out four times a week. Think they both really like these moments in time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Loving this project. It is fun to see my life through my lens and to see how complex it is as well as how the routine and simplicity make up our days.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tuesday would start with an early rise at 4:30 and run for me. It is getting light now and I am loving that! Riley is driving us to school which is great for me. A stop in my garden to see some new growth! Luke and I love graham crackers and milk for snack. I would say we have this snack most days! </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Tuesdays we go to story time at the library. I was thinking back today how many years I have taken kids to the library and think it is about thirteen years now. My days of this will soon be coming to a close. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Tea: love it!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Audio books: Katie and Andy are into them right now</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Laundry: Never ending</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Barre3: Love how it makes me feel</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Lilac Girls: Listening again to some audio books</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Work: I do some accounting from home. Always looking for moments to work. Thinking about new work dreams in the next year as life changes.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Turtle love: He cleans his turtle off once a week. Now that is love!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Yellow: Color in my flower garden is thrilling</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Patio: The sounds of kids playing like in the summer nights.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tuesday we have a fair amount of homework. Takes Andy a little to get going. Patience on my part. Luke said "Take a photo of me mom"! Hearing Katie play and envious how easy it is for her. That girl loves the trampoline!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The oldest diligently studying math I would assume. His brain is very mathematically wired. Brian getting our dinner grilled and loving how Riley still takes time to play with his youngest brother.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The evening ended with kids to bed between 8 and 8:30 depending on age. I worked again. The night held a lot of hard. Being a family can be really hard. It is life and a true part of my week. Always glad for photos that remind me of the good and the love.</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-47025168433855584962017-04-18T08:54:00.004-07:002017-04-18T11:46:51.384-07:00Week in the Life Monday 4/17<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Everyone woke up a little tired today after our big Easter weekend. My day starts with a run and then always one load of laundry. Today after being gone it equaled three loads of laundry. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">These are the photos from my phone for the day. There was a 10 year anniversary party for a tap group I was part of. So much fun dancing again with them and seeing friends. My heart really wants to go back and with any luck I will be able to one day. Meal prep time today was spaghetti. Try to get some of it done before the rush of the night. Always looking for time to get some reading done.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Luke does not like the morning. He starts in his bed which is still beside ours and then comes joins us around 2 or 3 am. There are plans this summer to move him and Andy together. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Luke got a race track for Easter and has been consumed by playing cars. I love to hang out clothes. Grew up doing that job and now do that with our clothes. Love the idea of them being out there in the sun to dry. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My lunch buddy. Peanut Butter and jelly on homemade bread today. Strawberries as our fruit. Run out of ideas for him and I. One day my lunch will be a smoothie when the kids are all in school.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I try to do one Barre3 work out in the day. <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="background-color: white;">I </span><span style="background-color: white;">realized</span></span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span>long ago that my knees can't take running without doing another form of exercise. For a long time that was ballet class. There is not ballet class anymore that I can attend so have started this practice of ballet, yoga, and <span style="background-color: white;">pilates </span>combined. <br /><br />A snack after school for these kids then it is on to me teaching ballet for the evening. Three classes on Monday night. Brian is home with the kids.<br /><br />This day was busy as most of mine are. As life has its ups and downs ours does also. Learning to tread through the teenage years has me feeling like I am sinking. Today had those moments also. <br /><br />Love the spring of today and how it feels to be outside! Ready for day two!</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-53447909980073585782017-04-06T15:44:00.000-07:002017-04-06T15:44:10.257-07:00Mesa Verde<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">We spent part of spring break at Mesa Verde. One of my goals it to take kids on some short trips before some start leaving home. The park itself had more parts closed than we would have liked but earning our Jr Ranger badges was a highlight.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Oh yes the line up for Mom photo. They all loved it:) </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This little one was all over the ruins we explored. He liked the ruins but those puddles of mud were really the best!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">In a cave on a hike. Thinking of all the animals that could live here!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I really love to be outside and explore with the kids. It does not mean we didn't have our layers of family emotions but makes it all real!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The day went from very cool to a great Colorado spring day. Thinking of the past and how people lived within the walls in the cliffs.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">These two forth graders had just studied Mesa Verde in Colorado history so it made the trip very timely.</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-18229191477464112902017-03-19T15:26:00.000-07:002017-03-19T15:26:03.146-07:00Project Life week 4- Quilting<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">One of my personal goals for 2017 is to learn to quilt at a basic level. I would start January with some table runners for two special women. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The first would be for my Mom. She is the person I love to give gifts to the most. She loves receiving gifts so it works out well. The second was for a woman whose heart is hurting from the loss of a son. I knew him well in my younger years and her pain hurts me deeply. A special lunch on this week was the perfect time to give these table runners.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A week with normal in it too such as a fast game of tic tac toe with rocks. A favorite of Mr. Luke's. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The truth is these are filled with a lot of mistakes. Lots of learning to do this year. Life is filled with a lot of learning also and paths to walk on that are hard. My current lesson for the week.</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-21045106923010819362017-03-18T06:27:00.000-07:002017-03-18T06:27:41.583-07:00Project Life Week Three-Katie and Snow<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">On week three of the year we would celebrate Katie. She came home ten years ago this week in January. She has filled our hearts in so many ways. She has taught us so much with her personality that takes life as it comes.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The snow we had this week was much needed. As I currently sit many weeks later our state is so very dry. Praying we see this moisture again here soon.</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-72502675060892499832017-03-06T13:08:00.001-08:002017-03-06T13:08:32.311-08:00Happy 15th!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This little boy is not so little today. He is fifteen and next week will be driving! He is a young man that we are so proud of and excited for what his future holds. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">When I look back on the last fifteen years some of them are fuzzy. Lots of kids that were little and so many changes. One of the themes that has remained in his life is his love for his siblings. Out my window the other day was all five of them playing football with him as the leader.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Family means something to this young man. I am so grateful for that. Good friends surround him and this year I have seen him find mentors in life. I am so lucky to be his Mom! Happy Birthday Riley!</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-32370593258220133402017-02-24T19:35:00.000-08:002017-02-24T19:35:02.587-08:00Project Life Week 2<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The second week of the year. Seems like a long time ago but nevertheless here it is. The wind was super crazy that week to the point of being scary. Fallen trees, power outage, and a candlelight dinner. The kids loved eating in the dark!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">All the sudden everyone was gone. He sure missed his siblings. Trying to figure out how to play a few minutes on his own. A true struggle of being number five.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A very sweet package from Korea this week. The most adorable shoes that light up. A letter with his foster Mom's heart written all over it. Thankful for these connections and love!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I choose a word this year and it is brave. I feel some new roads coming in my life as things change in the next year. Clearly we never know where the road may take us just hoping to be brave and move where life is headed.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sweetness at four. Always up to something. Love the sounds of little feet and playing in the house!</span></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00794265510451881535noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6226861182252560087.post-46051012568942186762017-02-16T08:27:00.000-08:002017-02-16T08:27:07.645-08:00Project Life Week 1- Papa's Birthday<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Looking back to January as I work on my project life for 2017. The year always starts with my Dad's birthday. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The day was filled with family and a turkey dinner. Celebrating the 72 years Dad has been on this earth. All the changes that have come and thinking how lucky we are that he is loving his life.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A rare photo of my family with Dad. Everyone was fairly agreeable which is very helpful for photos!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Loved listening to Luke and Katie. These two really get along and seem to have personalities that match well. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My Dad comes from a large farming family and this is one of his younger sisters. I do believe it is important for my kids to see these connections in their grandparents life. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I am a little slow getting my project life going this year. I know I need this time to create and write our stories. If I am lucky I will get more weeks done this weekend!</span></td></tr>
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