<?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-8936534027032097902</id><updated>2012-02-22T07:51:16.652-06:00</updated><category term='GIVEAWAYS'/><category term='The Mustard Seed Boutique'/><category term='Appliques'/><category term='GIFTS OF GRACE'/><category term='DAYDREAMS'/><category term='nesting'/><category term='The Jude Dude'/><category term='Crafty Creations'/><category term='Our Sweet Pea'/><category term='senitmental me'/><category term='BIRTHDAYS'/><category term='DIY me'/><category term='family fun'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='an angel in the kitchen'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Embroidery'/><title type='text'>The Mustard Seed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-1175996672620360748</id><published>2012-02-21T18:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T18:43:08.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Aubrey Lane, you are SEVEN months (plus a couple days) old!&amp;nbsp; I can’t believe it.&amp;nbsp; It seems like just yesterday I was bringing you home from the hospital.&amp;nbsp; Now here you are, seven months old, and a vital part of our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bU4nSBNtmPg/T0Q2ALyaHyI/AAAAAAAABXc/JzFBEvEcdm8/s1600/seven+months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bU4nSBNtmPg/T0Q2ALyaHyI/AAAAAAAABXc/JzFBEvEcdm8/s640/seven+months.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;Right now you wear 6-9 months or 9 months clothes, about a size 1 or 2 shoe (tiny fat feet), and I just moved you up to a size 3 diaper.&amp;nbsp; You can still wear a size 2 diaper snuggly, but you were pooping on your clothes everyday, so I went ahead and moved you up to a size 3.&amp;nbsp; (I know you’ll thank me for that last comment when you’re older.)&amp;nbsp; And you have TWO teeth.&amp;nbsp; You are growing so fast.&amp;nbsp; I’m not sure how much you weigh, or how long you are because you haven’t been to the doctor since your 6 month check up.&amp;nbsp; In fact, since you were six weeks old, the only reason you’ve seen a doctor is for a check up. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;You are meeting your milestones right on time.&amp;nbsp; You are rolling around everywhere, you started sitting unsupported right after you made 6 months, and you are starting to get down from sitting to play on your belly.&amp;nbsp; You aren’t crawling yet, but you are going backwards in efforts, which totally ticks you off. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;You love to play.&amp;nbsp; You play with anything that is put in front of you... any toy, any rattle, a cup, a book, Jude’s iPad, my iPhone, tupperware, really just anything especially Jude.&amp;nbsp; You squeal with delight when he comes anywhere near you.&amp;nbsp; And you want anything we have.&amp;nbsp; If I’m holding you, you try to take anything I have away from me, or you play with my necklace.&amp;nbsp; And if I deny you whatever it is that you want, you throw a temper tantrum. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;That’s right!&amp;nbsp; You are already throwing tantrums when you don’t get your way.&amp;nbsp; If I don’t pick you up when you want to be held, or I take something away, you kick and cry.&amp;nbsp; Not spoiled at all! Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8YWubrW0RFo/T0Q2p_t_GiI/AAAAAAAABXk/mt27eAHrBas/s1600/IMG_1130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8YWubrW0RFo/T0Q2p_t_GiI/AAAAAAAABXk/mt27eAHrBas/s640/IMG_1130.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Aubrey Lane, you are turning out to be a good eater.&amp;nbsp; You love your baby food and are almost done with stage 1’s.&amp;nbsp; You spoon feed twice a day; however, you are not interested in it before lunch.&amp;nbsp; I tried to get you on a breakfast/dinner routine, but you refused to eat breakfast.&amp;nbsp; So we do a fruit for lunch and a veggie for dinner.&amp;nbsp; And you HATE rice or oatmeal cereal.&amp;nbsp; If I mix either with your food, you want have anything to do with it.&amp;nbsp; And now you can drink from a sippy cup!&amp;nbsp; Since you wouldn’t take a bottle, I started offering you a Nuby sippy cup, and you LOVE IT!&amp;nbsp; You get water or breast milk in your cup; no juice.&amp;nbsp; We decided that we wouldn’t give you juice until you are one, and even then we may just give you water or milk since you love your water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;All day long, my home is filled with sweet baby babble, and I love it.&amp;nbsp; You are pretty quiet around people, but at home I hear Papa or Dada all day long.&amp;nbsp; You love practicing different sounds, so the past couple of weeks we’ve heard a lot of tongue clicking and other funny noises you make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;You are still very sweet and love to be held.&amp;nbsp; In fact, you have just started reaching for people you want or holding your arms up to be picked up.&amp;nbsp; You are usually very content and smiley.&amp;nbsp; You do very well in the nursery at church, and all the workers comment on how sweet you are. Of course you are still so beautiful.&amp;nbsp; People stop us constantly to comment on how pretty you are and we just beam with pride.&amp;nbsp; Your hair is growing and making you look less and less like a little baby.&amp;nbsp; I think it will be dark and straight like mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-IdSYi5dCEf8/T0Q4FM_JT-I/AAAAAAAABX0/luW4guKgTNc/s1600/IMG_1134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IdSYi5dCEf8/T0Q4FM_JT-I/AAAAAAAABX0/luW4guKgTNc/s640/IMG_1134.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Thanks, NiNi and Uncle D and Hannah Grace for my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BIIIGGGG Mardi Gras bow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;Our bedroom looks much larger now because we finally put away the bassinet and put you in your crib.&amp;nbsp; You still sleep right through the night and the move didn’t phase you at all.&amp;nbsp; Now, I was sad, but I want you to be in your crib some before we have to lower the mattress, which won’t be long. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSLPLuwl0Z4/T0Q3Mkt4yiI/AAAAAAAABXs/hm9PpMTG_o8/s1600/IMG_1131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSLPLuwl0Z4/T0Q3Mkt4yiI/AAAAAAAABXs/hm9PpMTG_o8/s640/IMG_1131.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;I just love you so much, Aubrey Lane.&amp;nbsp; Your accomplishments amaze me.&amp;nbsp; I could sit and just watch you play all day.&amp;nbsp; And I constantly say prayers of thanks that you are such a sweet and good and healthy baby.&amp;nbsp; I hold on to every day for dear life because my time with you and your brother is so precious.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, I can’t wait to see all the wonderful things you will do in your life.&amp;nbsp; I’ll be there cheering for you all the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 30px/normal 'Big Caslon'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 37px; text-align: center;"&gt;Watch Me Grow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8m3d05Q64Ag/To5fjfCh48I/AAAAAAAABNU/6aTmme6kdFo/s1600/DSC_0202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8m3d05Q64Ag/To5fjfCh48I/AAAAAAAABNU/6aTmme6kdFo/s400/DSC_0202.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;two months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPxcxa2jnK8/ToIwOGlcp4I/AAAAAAAABIs/YeOwtpD-jz0/s1600/IMG_1028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPxcxa2jnK8/ToIwOGlcp4I/AAAAAAAABIs/YeOwtpD-jz0/s400/IMG_1028.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;three months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LGiywpxoSY/Tp8bRewzinI/AAAAAAAABPE/jUxe31Zs13k/s1600/aubrey3months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LGiywpxoSY/Tp8bRewzinI/AAAAAAAABPE/jUxe31Zs13k/s400/aubrey3months.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;four months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOv8OuysdVg/Ts5Rm3YVZ3I/AAAAAAAABPM/3Ph1X4qYd8o/s1600/Aubrey+Lane+4+months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOv8OuysdVg/Ts5Rm3YVZ3I/AAAAAAAABPM/3Ph1X4qYd8o/s400/Aubrey+Lane+4+months.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;five months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51MI48fHVew/TurKmLDn-aI/AAAAAAAABQk/eDnqSk-Z_GY/s1600/DSC_0384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51MI48fHVew/TurKmLDn-aI/AAAAAAAABQk/eDnqSk-Z_GY/s400/DSC_0384.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;six months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JewzNT8q_sA/TxjTEK1zBDI/AAAAAAAABTM/wdhvptjDz-Q/s1600/IMG_0758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JewzNT8q_sA/TxjTEK1zBDI/AAAAAAAABTM/wdhvptjDz-Q/s400/IMG_0758.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 37.0px;"&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/8936534027032097902-1175996672620360748?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1175996672620360748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/7-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/1175996672620360748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/1175996672620360748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/7-months.html' title='7 Months'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bU4nSBNtmPg/T0Q2ALyaHyI/AAAAAAAABXc/JzFBEvEcdm8/s72-c/seven+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-6903884432063217721</id><published>2012-02-17T10:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T10:40:08.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We’re expecting a visit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Big Caslon'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;So Cupid has come and gone and the Easter Bunny is on his way, but before he gets here, we are expecting another special guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;The Tooth Fairy is coming tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;That’s right.&amp;nbsp; Jude lost his first tooth last night.&amp;nbsp; We found it wiggly Sunday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Lane teared up. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;He couldn’t believe that his baby boy is growing up.&amp;nbsp; Neither of us are ready for this stage. You know, that “kid” stage.&amp;nbsp; I’m sure Jude will make this stage of parenting and childhood unique in his own way and that it's going to be a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Well, the next night we decided that the tooth needed to come out before Jude accidentally swallowed it.&amp;nbsp; So fast forward to my best friend behind the camera filming the “big moment”, me holding Jude’s hands, and Lane attempting to pull the tooth.&amp;nbsp; Well after about three takes and a very, very upset Jude, we decided we that it wasn’t ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Lane cried again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;So last night, we checked it again, and Lane said it really needed to come out.&amp;nbsp; So one little tug, and out it came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Then Lane almost cried again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;I announced that the Tooth Fairy requires an invitation, aka lost tooth, 24 hours in advance before making an appearance.&amp;nbsp; She’s a busy girl with a hoppin’ night life.&amp;nbsp; She can’t just drop everything she’s doing at a moment’s notice.&amp;nbsp; (She might not have any quarters on hand... what is the going rate for a tooth these days?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&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/-EAXg8MgSfPA/Tz6BVAzn4oI/AAAAAAAABXU/xNzgsw28VHg/s1600/IMG_1079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EAXg8MgSfPA/Tz6BVAzn4oI/AAAAAAAABXU/xNzgsw28VHg/s640/IMG_1079.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;He’s just as cute with one less tooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&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/-L4Qs-f_yG6o/Tz6BQwjoarI/AAAAAAAABXM/T-KSxcqAmW8/s1600/IMG_1077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4Qs-f_yG6o/Tz6BQwjoarI/AAAAAAAABXM/T-KSxcqAmW8/s640/IMG_1077.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 36.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Bodoni SvtyTwo OS ITC TT'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;I warned Lane that this was just the beginning and that we would probably see him without his two front teeth at some point this year.&amp;nbsp; What a sight that will be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&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/8936534027032097902-6903884432063217721?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6903884432063217721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/were-expecting-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6903884432063217721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6903884432063217721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/were-expecting-visit.html' title='We’re expecting a visit...'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EAXg8MgSfPA/Tz6BVAzn4oI/AAAAAAAABXU/xNzgsw28VHg/s72-c/IMG_1079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-6497106920320096542</id><published>2012-02-14T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T16:40:35.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>an extra shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know I just posted.. but I thought you could use an extra shot of all the cuteness that is Aubrey Lane..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25vLR933hJM/TzrgP0CP4LI/AAAAAAAABWs/svWkHuipPiM/s1600/IMG_1053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25vLR933hJM/TzrgP0CP4LI/AAAAAAAABWs/svWkHuipPiM/s640/IMG_1053.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I could just gobble her up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GYmctK1KSv8/TzrgZCvXlEI/AAAAAAAABW0/eZgSOoLP62I/s1600/IMG_1054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GYmctK1KSv8/TzrgZCvXlEI/AAAAAAAABW0/eZgSOoLP62I/s640/IMG_1054.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I plan to get her picture made in this outfit.. her 6 months picture and she is almost 7 months old... I could drown in guilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmNseqr61iM/Tzrghocq9LI/AAAAAAAABW8/YYlTzsYslho/s1600/IMG_1055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmNseqr61iM/Tzrghocq9LI/AAAAAAAABW8/YYlTzsYslho/s640/IMG_1055.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And my cousin made the adorable headband for her. &amp;nbsp;You can check out her stuff at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Lou-Lou-Handmade/182341335207251?ref=ts&amp;amp;sk=wall" target="_blank"&gt;Lou Lou Handmade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x_MhnXy7Jg0/Tzrgo4a6ZoI/AAAAAAAABXE/6FwaOgqpduc/s1600/IMG_1056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x_MhnXy7Jg0/Tzrgo4a6ZoI/AAAAAAAABXE/6FwaOgqpduc/s640/IMG_1056.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am so in love with this little girl!&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/8936534027032097902-6497106920320096542?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6497106920320096542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/extra-shot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6497106920320096542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6497106920320096542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/extra-shot.html' title='an extra shot'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25vLR933hJM/TzrgP0CP4LI/AAAAAAAABWs/svWkHuipPiM/s72-c/IMG_1053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-1417389073970448299</id><published>2012-02-14T16:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T16:19:20.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweethearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cupid has come and I am in LOVE with these two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCFPrxpoA6A/TzrZVkKNKBI/AAAAAAAABWU/kEzF0AzykZM/s1600/IMG_1040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCFPrxpoA6A/TzrZVkKNKBI/AAAAAAAABWU/kEzF0AzykZM/s640/IMG_1040.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The note was too interesting to look at the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-Z-ZlP1bCaZA/TzrZACkTxOI/AAAAAAAABV0/EijGvaAPXyc/s1600/IMG_1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-ZlP1bCaZA/TzrZACkTxOI/AAAAAAAABV0/EijGvaAPXyc/s320/IMG_1031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd0db2B0wwA/TzrZFwMCT9I/AAAAAAAABV8/WM2iTIA8Uik/s1600/IMG_1034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd0db2B0wwA/TzrZFwMCT9I/AAAAAAAABV8/WM2iTIA8Uik/s320/IMG_1034.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jude looks like he's proud of Aubrey Lane for finally getting the paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87XuLSyxq48/TzrZae39YOI/AAAAAAAABWc/gMgOARXDUNo/s1600/IMG_1044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87XuLSyxq48/TzrZae39YOI/AAAAAAAABWc/gMgOARXDUNo/s640/IMG_1044.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;These two sweeties are so stinking cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctVqfTib8ok/TzrZLRcvukI/AAAAAAAABWE/Y47WaymwYjo/s1600/IMG_1035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctVqfTib8ok/TzrZLRcvukI/AAAAAAAABWE/Y47WaymwYjo/s640/IMG_1035.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_qPKI8BxG4/TzrZQvSyLsI/AAAAAAAABWM/XzCeGru-wm4/s1600/IMG_1036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCFPrxpoA6A/TzrZVkKNKBI/AAAAAAAABWU/kEzF0AzykZM/s72-c/IMG_1040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-7089744248752675670</id><published>2012-02-01T16:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:57:24.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I was tagggged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I was recently tagged in a blog post by a new bloggy friend to participate in a little "get to know each other" blog game. &amp;nbsp;I normally don't have time to do these, but I'd love to post about anything besides doctors' appointments right now :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anyway, I've been challenged to answer eleven random questions and then tag some of my other bloggy friends to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Before I get started, I need to share a story about the bloggy friend that tagged me. &amp;nbsp;Her name is Ashlee, from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blessedchick.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Blessed Chick&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;After I had Aubrey Lane, my sweet friend Nicole messaged me on Facebook that there was going to be another Aubrey Lane born in Baton Rouge... and her mom blogs. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't believe it! &amp;nbsp;So I jumped right on over to the link she'd left in the message, and met Ashlee who was at the time expecting her Aubrey Lane in October. &amp;nbsp;At the time, her Aubrey Lane was showing some scary stuff on her ultrasounds. &amp;nbsp;Y'all know my history- so naturally my heart went out to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It gets weirder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After I read the blog, I was telling my husband all about it and how we needed to pray for Ashlee and her husband, Christian, and there baby to be. &amp;nbsp;My husband then informs me that he went to Bethany Christian School with Christian, and that he knows him very well. &amp;nbsp;What a small world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So we made the connection and sparked a bloggy friendship. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully we will get to introduce our Aubrey Lane's to each other one day ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay.. let the game begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: small; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cambria; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. You must post the rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. Post 11 fun facts about yourself on the blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, and then create 11 new questions to ask the people you've tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4. Tag 11 people and link them on your post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;5. Let them know you've tagged them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eleven {11} Fun? Facts About Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;I'm nerdy and I love soundtrack music. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;Besides the soundtrack music, I have a secret obsession with rap and R&amp;amp;B. &amp;nbsp;I &amp;lt;3 Lil Wayne, but I NEVER EVER listen to him because my kids are always in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. I am TERRIFIED of bad weather! It thunders and my hair stands on end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;I am not a pet person. &amp;nbsp;I like other people's pets, but I don't want a dog, cat, hamster, or even a goldfish. &amp;nbsp;But I like farm animals- they're okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;I am completely addicted to Coca Cola. &amp;nbsp;Therefore, we never buy it. &amp;nbsp;It only comes in the house as a treat in a single serving size.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE to bake and I'm good at it, but I'm not a sweets eater that much. &amp;nbsp;I'd rather have something like boiled peanuts to snack on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;I believe that &lt;b&gt;everyone&lt;/b&gt; has a natural God given talent or just something that they are really good at like singing, drawing, cooking, a sport, etc. &amp;nbsp;I'm still looking for mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;8. &amp;nbsp;I am a germaphobe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;9. &amp;nbsp;I love to BOWL and I totally stink at it. &amp;nbsp;I do good to break 100. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;10. &amp;nbsp;I am not athletic AT ALL. &amp;nbsp;I don't know how to hit, throw, or catch a ball, and I don't care to learn either. &amp;nbsp;I do like to hit some golfballs, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;11. &amp;nbsp;I love to eat at Sammy's Grill. &amp;nbsp;I would eat there everyday if I could afford it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANSWERS TO HER QUESTIONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. What are your biggest pet peeves, not including traffic issues?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can't stand it that people bite their fingernails. &amp;nbsp;(I didn't say fingernail biters- I'm married to one) It's a nasty habit and I'm kind of a germaphobe. &amp;nbsp;It also drives me crazy when people wear shoes in my house. &amp;nbsp;I have a four year old that doesn't walk and plays on the floor. &amp;nbsp;Most people who come over often know that, but some don't and I'm not always assertive enough to ask. &amp;nbsp;My fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;If you could take an all-expense paid vacation, where would you and who would you take with you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Where do I start? &amp;nbsp;I have always wanted to go on an African safari. &amp;nbsp;Always! &amp;nbsp;I'd also love to go to Portugal and Greece- just somewhere in the Mediterranean. &amp;nbsp;As far as homeland soil, I've been begging Lane to take me to New York since we've met. &amp;nbsp;I want to go somewhere and see something that will make me say WOW! &amp;nbsp;I love my kids, but I would take Lane and Lane alone! &amp;nbsp;We haven't had a night alone since we brought Jude home from the hospital over four years ago. &amp;nbsp;Please don't hate, but I'd like to feel a little more like a wife and a little less like a mom for just one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;If you could do anything you want for your next birthday, what would you do? (Money is no object and everything is okay to eat)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I would go on a shopping spree and get a WHOLE NEW WARDROBE! &amp;nbsp;My body is not the same after having baby #2 and I only have about 5 things in my closet I can wear. &amp;nbsp;J. Crew and Anthropology would be my first two stops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;What is your favorite play or musical?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh.. geez. &amp;nbsp;I just love live performances. &amp;nbsp;Sadly, I don't have a lot of time or babysitters to see them. &amp;nbsp;The last thing I saw that would come close to counting was A Christmas Carol at Silver Dollar City. &amp;nbsp;I cried all the way through Tiny Tim singing "God Made Me Special", for obvious reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;What is the biggest lesson you have learned in life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;To live in the moment and trust in the Lord for all things. &amp;nbsp;I know, so cliché right? &amp;nbsp;But raising Jude has forced me to do so. &amp;nbsp;The past breaks my heart, the future scares me to death, but right now is wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;What is your favorite recipe? (link please)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love to make any type of seafood dish. &amp;nbsp;My favorite is Paula Deen's Shrimp Creole, and you can make it by clicking&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.pauladeen.com/recipes/recipe_view/shrimp_creole/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;What is the last book you read? &amp;nbsp;Did you enjoy it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I read &lt;i&gt;The Help&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It was awesome, much better than the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. &amp;nbsp;Who is your favorite author or speaker?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I fell in love with Priscilla Shirer during bible study last year. &amp;nbsp;She is AMAZING and I'd love to go to one of her conferences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. &amp;nbsp;Which bloggy friends to you hope to meet in real life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have a list.. (I'm not going to put a link, but they are all to the right, so go check them out if you haven't already)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kellie at&amp;nbsp;Nest of Posies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cha Cha at&amp;nbsp;The Heartfelt Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sibi at Pearls and Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jillian at Teenage Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lizzie from My List Becomes His List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Shaundra at Loo-la-bee Simplicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heather from The Other White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amy from All Things Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;These women are all awesome bloggers and welcomed me like the new kid at school when I got started. &amp;nbsp;They also encouraged me and prayed for me regularly throughout my pregnancy and I wish I could hug each and everyone of them and tell them thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. &amp;nbsp;What is your nervous habit?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I tend to chew on my bottom lip when I'm nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. &amp;nbsp;What do you hope will happen in 2012?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope we get to buy some land and start making serious plans to build a house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now I don't know if any of my bloggy friends will do this because I know everyone is really busy, but here are my chosen:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sarah at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://ericandsarahhodges.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Happy Hodges&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rachel at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://babyemmakate.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Unglesby Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jillian at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://theteenagebride.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Teenage Bride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amy at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cocalicocountry.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cocalico Country&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lou Lou at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://suzieloulou.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lou Lou's Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kayla at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kayla-randolph.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;And Potato Makes Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lizzie at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mylistbecomeshislist.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;MY LIST BECOMES HIS LIST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nicole at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://the3magills.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;the3magills&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jenn at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lsulovers.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;LSU Lovers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Shaundra at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://loolabee.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Loo-La-Bee Simplicity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Taryn at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://tarynddavidson.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;No Such Thing as "Normal"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Questions for the "CHOSEN"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. What is your favorite clothing store or boutique?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. What is your favorite restaurant, and what do you usually order there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. What is the last bible study you have participated in, and did you like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;Do you have children? &amp;nbsp;If so where do you like to shop for them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;What is your favorite blog? (link please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;What magazine is a "must read" for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;What is one thing that you could not live without. &amp;nbsp;(other than the obvious: Jesus, hubby, kids, pets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;8. &amp;nbsp;Where is your favorite vacation spot, or where are you currently planning a vacation to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;9. &amp;nbsp;Is there a particular Presidential candidate you're leaning towards and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;10. &amp;nbsp;What do you think your natural God-given talent is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;11. &amp;nbsp;What is something you do everyday and you love doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, it's been fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8936534027032097902-7089744248752675670?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7089744248752675670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-was-tagggged.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/7089744248752675670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/7089744248752675670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-was-tagggged.html' title='I was tagggged!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-6753171732694781426</id><published>2012-01-31T21:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T21:35:46.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Today</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all!  Thanks for all the encouragement and sweet words yesterday. We are feeling much better today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lane took off work today so that he could go to New Orleans with us for Jude's neurologist appointment. We reached Children's and I spoke with the nurse about everything Jude is doing now. I was very anxious and a little downhearted because I was afraid that Jude's development, or lack there of, would be dissappointing to the doctor. Well the nurse noticed my anxiety and asked if I was worried about something. And I told her that I was afraid that Jude's development had plateaued. She gave me an exaggerated "NO" and told me that according to his chart, he's made lots of improvements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the LORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the dr came in and examined Jude. She picked Jude up and made him walk across the room. She got so excited and said that Jude was going to walk and probably within the year. NEVER had a dr tell me that!  So exciting!  BUT... I know Jude, and he's not gonna walk until Jude's ready. And I'm okay with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that everything looked great. We are going back in February for a hearing test under general anesthesia so the dr ordered an MRI to check Jude's spine. He has a sacrel dimple so she just wants to make sure his spinal cord isn't tethered. (that the nerves are not attached to the base of the spine). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also thinks that Jude can come off his meds to control his intercranial pressure. Yay to that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lane treated me to a visit to Pottery Barn Kids since we were already in NOLA and I had a gift card. There were too many cute things there and temptation everywhere. So I decided on something simple and I broke down and bought Aubrey Lane a Sophie giraffe. It cost me a whole penny after the gift card. She loves it!! I'd gladly pay full price for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-6753171732694781426?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6753171732694781426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/better-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6753171732694781426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6753171732694781426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/better-today.html' title='Better Today'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-8173804310362366786</id><published>2012-01-30T22:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T22:28:44.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I went into Jude's appointment today with no real stresses (first clue that bad news was lurking). &amp;nbsp;I felt confident in the appointment. &amp;nbsp;I felt like the worst the doctor could tell me was that Jude had not improved and we would stay on the oxygen for another year, and I was okay with that. &amp;nbsp;I was not, however, prepared to hear that not only did Jude not improve his sleep, but that it had gotten significantly worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I sat in the office kind of stunned as I heard that Jude obstructed his sleep 75 times. &amp;nbsp;The last time was around 43 I believe. &amp;nbsp;This dropped Jude from the mild to moderate category all the way to borderline severe. &amp;nbsp;He even discussed the option of putting Jude on a C-PAP machine at night, but both of us agreed that he would never wear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The doctor also ordered an x-ray of his head and neck. &amp;nbsp;He wants to see if his adenoids have grown back or he has inflammation that could be obstructing his sleep. &amp;nbsp;He said his tonsils could also play a roll, but he felt like Jude's facial structure was his biggest problem. &amp;nbsp;However, we are not on board with a very invasive facial reconstructive surgery at this point. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The doctor also mentioned doing another bronchoscopy to see if Jude's airway is inflamed again. &amp;nbsp;And that maybe we should repeat his allergy testing. &amp;nbsp;Then he talked about getting off the oxygen in Jude's teen years. &amp;nbsp;My heart sank. &amp;nbsp;It's completely sunken now writing this post to be honest. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As I sat there with this giant lump in my throat, the bad news kept on coming... the doctor gave Jude yet another diagnosis to add to the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dr. T diagnosed Jude with Restless Leg Syndrome. &amp;nbsp;He said that Jude not only set the record for most limb movements during a sleep study, but he doubled it. &amp;nbsp;Jude had 932 limb movements during the test! &amp;nbsp;And to add to the matters, Jude's heart meds, you know the ones that give him nightmares, are playing a big part in all of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So now we are going from seeing the pulmonary specialist about twice a year, to seeing him every two months. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I did a pretty good job holding it together until I was leaving the lab and the admit clerk told me how big Jude was getting and that she couldn't believe how big the baby is already. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It was the straw that broke the camel's back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Although the clerk was very nice, I don't want to be on a first name basis with the admit clerk at Our Lady of the Lake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Reality swallowed up my heart and weighed it down even further. &amp;nbsp;I cried all the way to the car. But once I had my little cry, I was fine. &amp;nbsp;I'm still a little down, but not a mess or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;God's timing is just something else, I'll tell ya. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yesterday, I worked in the nursery so Lane gave me a run down of the Sunday School lesson and the sermon. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lane told me that the lesson in Sunday school was out of Daniel, and that he had a scripture that spoke to him and wanted to share it with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, the God we serve is able to deliver us from it, and he will deliver us&amp;nbsp;from Your Majesty’s hand.&amp;nbsp;But even if he does not, we want you to know, Your Majesty, that we will not serve your gods or worship the image of gold you have set up.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daniel 3:17,18&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He teared up as he explained why the passage spoke to him. &amp;nbsp;He said "God WILL deliver us out of our worries with Jude, and that He will deliver Jude from his medical problems. And God will get us through this rough patch right now. &amp;nbsp;But even if He doesn't, we are still going to serve Him because He is our mighty God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I don't think I need to say anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&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/8936534027032097902-8173804310362366786?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8173804310362366786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-breath.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8173804310362366786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8173804310362366786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-breath.html' title='Just Breath'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-8374432709582410181</id><published>2012-01-30T11:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T11:57:01.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a LOT going on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We have A LOT going on right now.&amp;nbsp; So just prepare yourself; this will not, by any means, be the shortest post in my blog history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Where to start??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I guess where we left off...&amp;nbsp; last Thursday for Aubrey Lane’s six month birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;That afternoon, after Aubrey’s well baby visit, Jude had his regular homebound school session at Bellingrath Hills Elementary. (I have no clue WHY that neighborhood is called Bellingrath Hills.&amp;nbsp; There is not one hill anywhere in or around Central.)&amp;nbsp; Anyway, we also had his IEP meeting that afternoon as well.&amp;nbsp; It was easy last year, but for some reason, I was nervous for it this year.&amp;nbsp; We discussed goals for Jude and new plans.&amp;nbsp; We decided that since he will be going to preschool there next year, that we should work him into longer times at the school.&amp;nbsp; So, instead of Jude going to BHE a for couple of hours on Thursday, he will now go to school from 10-3. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I was so excited that Jude was going to get more school time, but I can’t lie.&amp;nbsp; Part of me wanted to just scoop him up and walk right out the door with him. Not that there was anything wrong- everyone at BHE is WONDERFUL!&amp;nbsp; It’s just scary.&amp;nbsp; I spent the last 4 years taking care of Jude and not trusting too many other people to do so.&amp;nbsp; I mean we have never even hired a babysitter before.&amp;nbsp; Only his grandmothers have ever keep him, and one of his aunts has kept him twice.&amp;nbsp; So to ask me to leave my baby for 5 hours is a lot. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well we started this past Thursday with his new schedule.&amp;nbsp; I did stay half the day with him, but not because I was being a weenie, but to fill out some paperwork and teach them how to feed him at lunch.&amp;nbsp; (Did I mention Jude is eating again??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;They bring him to class and to the the cafeteria in a wagon.&amp;nbsp; I managed to capture a couple of pictures.&amp;nbsp; I was happy about this because I did not want to put him in a wheelchair because I KNOW MY BABY WILL WALK ONE DAY just like I KNOW HE WILL EAT ONE DAY TOO!!!&lt;/span&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/-rVAPehzIzp0/TybUaKJ-irI/AAAAAAAABU0/wP-reMBOVfY/s1600/IMG_0846.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVAPehzIzp0/TybUaKJ-irI/AAAAAAAABU0/wP-reMBOVfY/s640/IMG_0846.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9O3cNnPj-c/TybUgo3kMpI/AAAAAAAABU8/b_0BIrlGEBk/s1600/IMG_0848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9O3cNnPj-c/TybUgo3kMpI/AAAAAAAABU8/b_0BIrlGEBk/s640/IMG_0848.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Overall, Jude had a very good day.&amp;nbsp; It helps that he absolutely loves school.&amp;nbsp; He starts yelling and clapping his hands when we pull into the parking spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jude also started school back at LSU this week too!&amp;nbsp; Hard to believe he’s been there for a year now.&amp;nbsp; Seems like just yesterday I was sharing the news that Jude got into the program.&amp;nbsp; So Jude’s got quite the busy schedule this year. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This week will also be a tough week.&amp;nbsp; Along with our already busy schedule, &lt;b&gt;Jude has an appointment with pulmonary to get the results of his sleep study TODAY!!!&amp;nbsp; PRAYING that Jude can finally come off the oxygen at night.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Then we have to go see his neurologist at Children’s Hospital tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; These visits are always so stressful for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We haven’t been all work and no play around here. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Last week, we got to celebrate our best friends’ daughter’s, Hannah Grace, 2nd birthday.&amp;nbsp; She had a Very Hungry Caterpillar party.&amp;nbsp; Her mom and I share the same brain waves, I think.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, HG has a baby cousin named Grayson Lane that was born about 2 weeks before Aubrey was.&amp;nbsp; (we are friends with his parents too)&amp;nbsp; Grayson Lane and Aubrey Lane had the exact same color on (completely random) so we had to get pictures of them together.&amp;nbsp; Aren’t they adorable?! &amp;nbsp;Did I mention that Grayson Lane and Aubrey Lane also have the same last name.... talk about your alliteration.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/-UFh3f4DksRQ/TybVntvBHuI/AAAAAAAABVE/JhaDNEaKty4/s1600/IMG_0806.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFh3f4DksRQ/TybVntvBHuI/AAAAAAAABVE/JhaDNEaKty4/s640/IMG_0806.PNG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fKvvd4LSsQ/TybVrVGP7EI/AAAAAAAABVM/OUC2r8qup_4/s1600/IMG_0808.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fKvvd4LSsQ/TybVrVGP7EI/AAAAAAAABVM/OUC2r8qup_4/s640/IMG_0808.PNG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aubrey Lane started on solids last week as well.&amp;nbsp; It was miserable at first, but now she really enjoys eating and she actually eats almost the whole jar!&amp;nbsp; We are doing veggies first, then we’ll do fruits.&amp;nbsp; So far, she’s not a fan of peas, but she LOVES carrots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/-vQmNEfQtOI0/TybWCAOv7rI/AAAAAAAABVU/2ptiBrW34Qg/s1600/IMG_0782.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQmNEfQtOI0/TybWCAOv7rI/AAAAAAAABVU/2ptiBrW34Qg/s640/IMG_0782.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSEFbCmlMJ0/TybWH_ArqjI/AAAAAAAABVc/vCiLWwjnh6A/s1600/IMG_0794.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSEFbCmlMJ0/TybWH_ArqjI/AAAAAAAABVc/vCiLWwjnh6A/s640/IMG_0794.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aubrey Lane also started sitting up last week.&amp;nbsp; So now all she wants to do is sit and play with her toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/-PejDrfmzhsE/TybX0ksanrI/AAAAAAAABVs/k2bvVnSn4tQ/s1600/IMG_0855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PejDrfmzhsE/TybX0ksanrI/AAAAAAAABVs/k2bvVnSn4tQ/s640/IMG_0855.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Her little personality is starting to really develop.&amp;nbsp; Right now she seems very confident in everything and not shy at all.&amp;nbsp; She is absolutely infatuated with Jude, and he is amazingly careful and gentle with her.&amp;nbsp; They can even snuggle now!&amp;nbsp; CARAZY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Despite his rigorous schedule, Jude is having fun too.&amp;nbsp; Our disability ministry at our church is really starting to bloom, and our family is definitely blessed.&amp;nbsp; Jude now has a shadow for Sunday School and Children’s Church.&amp;nbsp; Last week, his Aunt Wendy was his shadow and she sent me pictures of him participating in story time.&amp;nbsp; It really blessed me; I’m tearing up just typing about it.&amp;nbsp; I can’t tell you how much it means to me to see Jude participate and a normal activity with his peers.&amp;nbsp; It’s beyond words!!&amp;nbsp; And the way his friends actually love him back?&amp;nbsp; It’s awesome!&amp;nbsp; It’s beautiful- to see the body of Christ being restored completely and naturally at such a young age- it’s truly beautiful. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DAjp8A6rXE/TybXTp6XHbI/AAAAAAAABVk/ltCHM6XXAlw/s1600/IMG_0905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DAjp8A6rXE/TybXTp6XHbI/AAAAAAAABVk/ltCHM6XXAlw/s640/IMG_0905.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's all for now... finally!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 22.0px;"&gt;Please say a prayer for Jude today!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-8374432709582410181?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8374432709582410181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/lot-going-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8374432709582410181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8374432709582410181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/lot-going-on.html' title='a LOT going on'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVAPehzIzp0/TybUaKJ-irI/AAAAAAAABU0/wP-reMBOVfY/s72-c/IMG_0846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-6464797188464659385</id><published>2012-01-29T13:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T14:01:33.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pursuit of Jonah</title><content type='html'>Over the past few years, I have learned that everything is bigger in Texas through my sweet friend, Darla. Her smile, her laugh, her kindness and compassion, her spirit and her heart are about the biggest they come. Her friendship has blessed me beyond measure. It is truly that of divine appointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could sing her praises all day long, but I need to get to the point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darla's son and daughter-in-law have been beautiful examples of being obedient in the Lord's plans for their lives. They were called to adopt a child, and God has shown His favor! They have met their son Jonah in Russia and are completely in love with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their story is beautiful, but it's not mine to tell. You can read all about it at &lt;br /&gt;thepursuitofjonah.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this post is for a prayer request. Due to past abuse of adopted Russian babies, they have instated a 30 day waiting period before you can bring your baby home. They met him a couple months ago and have been just waiting for a court date. Could you imagine having to leave your baby in another country for 30 days??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they are in Russia right now. At midnight, our time, they will stand before a judge and beg him to waive the waiting period so they can bring their baby home. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you please pray for them?  We serve a mighty God that can easily soften this judge's heart. However, His will is perfect so even if the request is denied, our God is still mighty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-6464797188464659385?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6464797188464659385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/pursuit-of-jonah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6464797188464659385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6464797188464659385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/pursuit-of-jonah.html' title='The Pursuit of Jonah'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-6016997171062405482</id><published>2012-01-27T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T14:38:31.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 3 left...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_xX8VDseJY/TyMJpdW2M2I/AAAAAAAABT8/O-3wFqeNh5Q/s1600/IMG_0864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_xX8VDseJY/TyMJpdW2M2I/AAAAAAAABT8/O-3wFqeNh5Q/s640/IMG_0864.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;The last time I restocked the diapers in Aubrey Lane’s bassinet, I promised Lane that as soon as these diapers are gone that I would move Aubrey Lane into her crib in the nursery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, this morning I went to change her diaper when I realized that she only has three diapers left in her diaper stack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I know she is six months old, but I’m just not sure that I’m ready for her to move out of our room. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;And I know that I am being ridiculous about this...&amp;nbsp; She has her own changing table that she’s used only three times and a crib she has slept in twice.&amp;nbsp; And I don’t have any excuses or reasons for keeping her in our room since she sleeps through the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I just can’t believe my baby is growing up so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;When did you move your baby into the crib?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&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/8936534027032097902-6016997171062405482?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6016997171062405482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-3-left.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6016997171062405482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6016997171062405482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-3-left.html' title='Only 3 left...'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_xX8VDseJY/TyMJpdW2M2I/AAAAAAAABT8/O-3wFqeNh5Q/s72-c/IMG_0864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-2094955420255373271</id><published>2012-01-19T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:50:59.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SIX. WHOLE. MONTHS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well... I can't believe I'm about to say this so soon, but, Aubrey Lane, you are six months old today! &amp;nbsp;Although it seems like just yesterday that I was introducing a tiny little newborn with a pink bow to the rest of my family, I couldn't imagine life without you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JewzNT8q_sA/TxjTEK1zBDI/AAAAAAAABTM/wdhvptjDz-Q/s1600/IMG_0758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JewzNT8q_sA/TxjTEK1zBDI/AAAAAAAABTM/wdhvptjDz-Q/s640/IMG_0758.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We took you to the pediatrician today for your six month well baby visit, and she says your still pretty perfect. &amp;nbsp;You weigh 15 pounds and 7 ounces and are 26 inches long. &amp;nbsp;You can wear 6 months clothes perfectly and even fit into a good bit of 9 months clothes. &amp;nbsp;Your feet are tiny and you still wear a size 1 shoe. &amp;nbsp;You still wear a size 2 diaper. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Your weight and height have flip flopped. The last time you were weighed, you were just below the 75th percentile and your height was just below the 50th. &amp;nbsp;Today, your height was around the 65th percentile and your weight was just below the 50th percentile. &amp;nbsp;Your thighs are still a little chunky and cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You are meeting all your milestones right on time. Just a couple days after you made five months, you started rolling over onto your belly, and since you roll constantly. &amp;nbsp;You are not sitting by yourself, but you are so close- maybe a week away at the most. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You also just cut your first tooth. &amp;nbsp;I literally prayed and asked God to let your teeth take their time coming in. &amp;nbsp;I feel He answered my prayers because your brother cut his first tooth at 4 months! &amp;nbsp;Your Papa cried and said we definitely have to have another baby. &amp;nbsp;Fine by me ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aubrey Lane, you are so funny. &amp;nbsp;You have found your little voice and you love to play with it all the time. &amp;nbsp;You have starting imitating sounds and silly noises. &amp;nbsp;You babble "dadadada" and "papapapa" constantly. &amp;nbsp;You love to play in your jumper and love to roll around on your playmat. &amp;nbsp;You have found your feet and pull your socks off as soon as I get them on- just like your brother. &amp;nbsp; Speaking of Jude, you LOVE your brother. &amp;nbsp;You watch his every move and squeal in delight when he gets close to you. &amp;nbsp;He is very sweet and surprisingly gentle to you. &amp;nbsp;You haven't shown any stranger anxiety yet, but you still cry until someone gives you to your mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aubrey girl, you are one heck of a nurser. &amp;nbsp;It's your absolute favorite thing to do. &amp;nbsp;You still don't take bottles; however, when we got home tonight, you were so tired and hungry I decided to offer you a bottle to see if you were willing to fight the difference. &amp;nbsp;You GULPED that bottle right down like you've never had anything else. &amp;nbsp;I got so excited, because now I know you will take a bottle if you are hungry enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You still don't care much for cereal. &amp;nbsp;Your doctor told me, today, that you can finally start baby foods. &amp;nbsp;(Your pediatrician doesn't like her nursing babies to start baby food until six months.) So we are starting you tomorrow with carrots. &amp;nbsp;I was going to start you tonight, but we had a meeting at school for Jude this afternoon then grocery shopping this evening so you were way too tired to try a new food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You still sleep in your bassinet. &amp;nbsp;I put you in your room for one night, and I cried... so the next night you went back to the bassinet. &amp;nbsp;But I'm going to try to be brave and let you start sleeping in your crib before I have to turn it into a toddler bed ;-) &amp;nbsp;You still sleep through the night; however, lately you have gotten up around 4:30 to eat. &amp;nbsp;You still take about 3 good naps a day. &amp;nbsp;We have discovered that you cannot and will not sleep without a blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You are still so beautiful, of course. &amp;nbsp;I am pretty sure at this point that your eyes are going to stay the same gray blue as your papa's. &amp;nbsp;Your hair is starting to grow, finally, and it's nice and dark. &amp;nbsp;Your cheeks are still sweet and pink and always chapped. &amp;nbsp;I am constantly smearing Aquaphor or Vaseline on them. &amp;nbsp;You get complimented on your calm and sweet disposition everywhere we go. &amp;nbsp;Your Papa says you are just quietly curious. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You still LOVE your bath times and are about to grow out of your infant tub. &amp;nbsp;Just look how much you've grown, my bathing beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ubdSLQ8gI5E/TovN5q_OvsI/AAAAAAAABM4/Gr3ZnGh80Xw/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ubdSLQ8gI5E/TovN5q_OvsI/AAAAAAAABM4/Gr3ZnGh80Xw/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" width="366" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;3 days old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfo6FxEvog4/TovOfPcjfHI/AAAAAAAABNA/_Wwlpz5Msuo/s1600/DSC_0231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfo6FxEvog4/TovOfPcjfHI/AAAAAAAABNA/_Wwlpz5Msuo/s400/DSC_0231.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;about 3 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMbqAAxTbGo/Txjg_FVgEbI/AAAAAAAABTU/svM0vCiUuFU/s1600/DSC_0601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zMbqAAxTbGo/Txjg_FVgEbI/AAAAAAAABTU/svM0vCiUuFU/s400/DSC_0601.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;six months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There are so many unique and beautiful things about you and your personality that I could write about them all night long, but I need to put you to sleep. &amp;nbsp;So I'm just going to leave with some pictures of you on your half birthday. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love you, my sweet pea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iuK7mBcHKfw/TxjhvikRcFI/AAAAAAAABTc/C7dQ-0Do58E/s1600/IMG_0748.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iuK7mBcHKfw/TxjhvikRcFI/AAAAAAAABTc/C7dQ-0Do58E/s640/IMG_0748.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDhHx7tBvUw/Txjh0fPWgTI/AAAAAAAABTk/dc1JyYJVc8g/s1600/IMG_0749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDhHx7tBvUw/Txjh0fPWgTI/AAAAAAAABTk/dc1JyYJVc8g/s640/IMG_0749.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;at the doctor today... you thought your image in the mirror was very fascinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z5rTk2SXiAI/TxjiAtqZa9I/AAAAAAAABT0/RhiGXKg7Zj8/s1600/DSC_0609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z5rTk2SXiAI/TxjiAtqZa9I/AAAAAAAABT0/RhiGXKg7Zj8/s640/DSC_0609.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I always love this dress on you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7RxPAx4z0vc/Txjh6qj4sNI/AAAAAAAABTs/29hdeWCc6n0/s1600/IMG_0753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7RxPAx4z0vc/Txjh6qj4sNI/AAAAAAAABTs/29hdeWCc6n0/s640/IMG_0753.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;you were not a happy camper for your pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The LORD bless thee and keep thee; the LORD make his face shine upon thee and be gracious to thee; the LORD lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee peace."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Numbers 6:24-26&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/8936534027032097902-2094955420255373271?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2094955420255373271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/six-whole-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2094955420255373271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2094955420255373271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/six-whole-months.html' title='SIX. WHOLE. MONTHS.'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JewzNT8q_sA/TxjTEK1zBDI/AAAAAAAABTM/wdhvptjDz-Q/s72-c/IMG_0758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-2111273464878698587</id><published>2012-01-18T11:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T11:34:59.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP THE LOOP!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This blog post is for my local friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As you know, we are in what seems to be a never ending battle about the proposed loop that will cut around Baton Rouge, but cut right through Central and other rural communities around the city of Baton Rouge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In my opinion, the whole loop is absurd. &amp;nbsp;Yes the traffic in Baton Rouge is a little crazy, but that's one reason why the majority of us don't live in Baton Rouge. &amp;nbsp;Now, to fix their traffic problem, they want to put an interstate in our backyards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And let's get real. &amp;nbsp;Baton Rouge has grown, but we are no Houston. &amp;nbsp;This loop would be a silly waste of money, and we, the taxpayers, the people against the loop, will end up footing the bill. &amp;nbsp;I've heard that it's going to be a tolled loop to help cover the expenses, but how many local commuters (which, my guess, makes up a lot of BR's traffic) are going to take a loop out of their way and pay a toll for it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Regardless, I do not want the loop cutting through our beautiful city of Central. &amp;nbsp;I was not born and raised here, but it is my home now and it is where my children were born and where they will be raised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There is an online petition that you can sign to show that the community of Central is against the proposed loop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Please take the time to click on the link below and sign it. &amp;nbsp;And, please, there is a quickly approaching deadline. &amp;nbsp;Please sign quickly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Click on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://signon.org/sign/say-no-to-the-proposed.fb1?source=s.fb&amp;amp;r_by=1936364" target="_blank"&gt;Say NO Petition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and sign the petition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thank you!!&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/8936534027032097902-2111273464878698587?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2111273464878698587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/stop-loop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2111273464878698587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2111273464878698587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/stop-loop.html' title='STOP THE LOOP!!!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-7925603270305972182</id><published>2012-01-16T16:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T17:00:40.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll take 20!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I need to give a big shout out to all my praying friends and family. &amp;nbsp;I got so many responses from you, all promising to pray for my Jude and our family. &amp;nbsp;A few of you even offered dinner. &amp;nbsp;I am overwhelmed by all of your love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can't say that Jude woke up this morning feeling 110% better this morning. &amp;nbsp;It was more like 20%, but hey, I'll take 20! &amp;nbsp;Some improvement is better than no improvement. &amp;nbsp;Plus I know he will be even better tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Still the same, I just cancelled his therapy appointments for tomorrow because I know he is pretty weak and don't want to hinder his healing process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He was a little bit more comfortable today and not crying constantly. &amp;nbsp;He tolerated his feeds better, but shows no interest in eating by mouth. &amp;nbsp;Totally expected but a little worrisome. &amp;nbsp;I just pray he retains the progress he made with eating before he got so darn sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Papa" came in from work about an hour ago and has been pulling Jude around the property in the wagon. &amp;nbsp;Jude was set up! &amp;nbsp;He had his pillow pet and his blankie in the wagon with him. &amp;nbsp;We even got a couple smiles as he got in the wagon. &amp;nbsp;The wagon ride is good for him because the bumps and vibrations work like a vibrating vest to help break up some of the congestion in his chest. &amp;nbsp;Plus, Jude just loves being outside, so this is really good for him! And our hearts needed to see a smile. &amp;nbsp;For those of you that don't know Jude, he is always extremely happy and all smiles. &amp;nbsp;So when he goes for days without a smile, I realize how much I depend on them everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Another answered prayer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lane's work announced today that starting next week they should have enough work to go back to 40 hours! &amp;nbsp;And when all the materials for the projects come in, they should even have some overtime! &amp;nbsp;This is such good news. &amp;nbsp;Praise the Lord for all His blessings! &amp;nbsp;So for now we gonna just enjoy these mini at home vacations. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As my father-in-law ALWAYS quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;... I have never seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging for bread."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Psalm 37:25&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some bloggy updating today. &amp;nbsp;Whatcha think? &amp;nbsp;I can't promise that it will stay this way for long, but I was a little bored with what was up there. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait until Aubrey Lane is sitting up better and we can update our picture on the pier for the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-7925603270305972182?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7925603270305972182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/ill-take-20.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/7925603270305972182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/7925603270305972182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/ill-take-20.html' title='I&apos;ll take 20!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-3690639600880762511</id><published>2012-01-15T21:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:34:39.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Weekend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You know how our weekend started... with a very sick redhead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, I wish I could say that when Jude woke up Saturday morning, he felt much better, but... I can't. &amp;nbsp;In fact it was quite the opposite story. &amp;nbsp;He finally went to sleep Friday night, but we were at Lane's parents' house. &amp;nbsp;So when we left to go home, he woke back up and cried until after 5am! But it didn't last long. At 7:30 he was up and crying again. &amp;nbsp;It was HELL!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I also wish that I could say Sunday was better, but it wasn't. &amp;nbsp;He was just as miserable all day. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jude has been so congested. &amp;nbsp;He has coughed and sneezed and vomited and ran fever all weekend. &amp;nbsp;We keep Pedialyte, vicks vapor rub, and Mucinex ready on the kitchen table. We have washed sheets, blankets, and towels in super hot water countless times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We have tried a few tricks to distract him from his discomfort. &amp;nbsp;We went for a drive; he loves car rides. &amp;nbsp;We took a stroller ride; he loves those too. &amp;nbsp;And we've given him warm baths around the clock because those always brighten his spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We even tried the baby swing as kind of a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-42phH3z9UKM/TxOLVgCmoiI/AAAAAAAABSk/hFIgAbILZAg/s1600/IMG_0679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-42phH3z9UKM/TxOLVgCmoiI/AAAAAAAABSk/hFIgAbILZAg/s640/IMG_0679.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It actually worked for a few minutes, and he quit fussing. &amp;nbsp;But the swing looked like it was about to give out so we couldn't entertain the idea any longer. &amp;nbsp;Speaking of ideas- a swing like this made for bigger kids? &amp;nbsp;Hello! I would totally buy that just to use for moments like these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I read that for severe bronchial congestion, being outdoors and in some sunlight is very helpful. &amp;nbsp;So Lane took Jude for a wagon ride this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkfbtxrvrWc/TxOLgycaWfI/AAAAAAAABS0/L9nTk_OVdwY/s1600/IMG_0689.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkfbtxrvrWc/TxOLgycaWfI/AAAAAAAABS0/L9nTk_OVdwY/s640/IMG_0689.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aubrey Lane and I joined them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B9nCDPr6_N4/TxOLaUdyEEI/AAAAAAAABSs/ojf0Th2Xe8Q/s1600/IMG_0692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B9nCDPr6_N4/TxOLaUdyEEI/AAAAAAAABSs/ojf0Th2Xe8Q/s640/IMG_0692.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It helped but not for long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thank goodness he's sleeping right now. &amp;nbsp;Something about him sleeping so peacefully gives me a great sense of relief. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I keep praying that tomorrow will be much much better since Lane goes back to work, and I have started feeling bad myself. &amp;nbsp;Lane has been awesome this weekend taking care of Jude around the clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last night while everyone was sleeping, I had the sniffles and couldn't sleep. &amp;nbsp;So, I finally got a chance to get a few projects finished; some very pretty chenille bibs. &amp;nbsp;I saw some in a boutique and thought 'I can make those'. &amp;nbsp;So Lane drew me a pattern from my description to practice with (I'm can't even draw stick figures), and the finished product came out so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJMGXM_tm-Y/TxOLnBIWjTI/AAAAAAAABS8/QwHxgUBl19g/s1600/IMG_0698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJMGXM_tm-Y/TxOLnBIWjTI/AAAAAAAABS8/QwHxgUBl19g/s640/IMG_0698.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is Aubrey Lane wearing one of them. &amp;nbsp;(They are cute, but she is so much cuter.) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've got some more cute ones on my Facebook page. &amp;nbsp;You can get a peek by going to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Mustard-Seed-Boutique/272322816161296" target="_blank"&gt;The Mustard Seed Boutique&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;And I'll be listing some in my Etsy shop soon too. &amp;nbsp;I'll post a link for that when I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've teetered back in forth with the idea of making a little business out of my work. &amp;nbsp;I've had so many distractions; a new baby, adjusting to life with two kids, Jude's super crazy preschool and therapy schedule, and an incredibly busy Christmas, blah blah blah. &amp;nbsp;Well I've decided make a little business out of it, but a little differently. &amp;nbsp;Instead of taking a hundred custom orders and trying to round up materials and taking a loss in the end, I'm going to just list items I have available and fabrics I can use for them. &amp;nbsp;We'll see how it goes. &amp;nbsp;I hope it does well because I could use the little extra income right now. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;That leads me into something a little more serious. &amp;nbsp;You remember my unspoken prayer request from Friday? &amp;nbsp;Well it's time to make it "spoken". &amp;nbsp;I've realized there is no shame in it, my family didn't do anything wrong, and well we could use the prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Around Thanksgiving, projects at Lane's work were very slow so the company cut everyone down to 32 hours a week through the holidays. &amp;nbsp;Not awful, just very awful timing. &amp;nbsp;We didn't panic because we were sure work would pick up soon. &amp;nbsp;Well this past Monday, his company cut everyone even further down to 24 HOURS A WEEK!! We are a super budgeted, one income family so this isn't great news. &amp;nbsp;But it wouldn't be good news for anyone. &amp;nbsp;I'm not worried about finances. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure the Lord will provide. &amp;nbsp;HE always does!! &amp;nbsp;However, I do feel a loss of security in his current employer. &amp;nbsp;I am afraid that work will not pick back up and if it does, will this happen again and how often? &amp;nbsp;So we are just asking for God's guidance in this area in our lives right now. &amp;nbsp;Thank you so much for praying for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well that's all for now. &amp;nbsp;I really hope I can write a blog post tomorrow telling you that Jude is 110% better! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hope y'all have a good week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-3690639600880762511?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3690639600880762511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3690639600880762511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3690639600880762511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-weekend.html' title='What a Weekend..'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-42phH3z9UKM/TxOLVgCmoiI/AAAAAAAABSk/hFIgAbILZAg/s72-c/IMG_0679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-8709211096820335723</id><published>2012-01-13T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T21:29:06.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinus Infection, Fever, and a Tooth</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a typical January weekend… taking care of a sick redhead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent this morning in the pediatrician office. It's only a sinus infection, but he is nothing short of completely miserable. He's running fever and his secretions are making him sick to his stomach, so we've been rocking and singing all day. Please say a prayer for him. He has been crying for the past three hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aubrey Lane hasn't shown any signs of being sick; only a little runny nose. But she does have something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aubrey Lane has cut her FIRST TOOTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how big my baby is getting. It's very exciting, but sad at the same time. I am going to take a lot of pictures over the next few days. These are the last times I'll ever see her with that little toothless, gummy grin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have a unspoken prayer request for our family. We are facing some issues that I can't openly discuss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Angel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-8709211096820335723?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8709211096820335723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/sinus-infection-fever-and-tooth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8709211096820335723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8709211096820335723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/sinus-infection-fever-and-tooth.html' title='Sinus Infection, Fever, and a Tooth'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-8666408293808520708</id><published>2012-01-05T12:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T12:43:08.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Up To Speed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now that I have officially moved into the 2012 on the blog, I need to get y'all "Up to Speed" on Jude Dude and Sweet Pea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;First of all, we had Aubrey Lane's hearing checked before Christmas and no problems were found. &amp;nbsp;She'll have to have her hearing checked about every six months until she's about five or six just for precaution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She also made five months the week of Christmas, but I have shamefully been to busy to do a post about it. &amp;nbsp;She is doing all kind of fun things: babbling, rolling over, trying to sit up, standing and jumping, laughing and squealing, razzing, and just being a little love bug. &amp;nbsp;We started her on cereal and introduced the cup... umm that hasn't been so fun, but she'll get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Onto the Jude Dude- he had a sleep study last week. &amp;nbsp;We will find out the results of it in the next month or so. &amp;nbsp;We are praying that Jude can finally come off the night time oxygen. &amp;nbsp;Do you know how wonderful it would be to go somewhere without oxygen concentrators or tanks?? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yesterday, Jude saw his GI specialist and we adjusted his tube feedings again. &amp;nbsp;He has been doing significantly better with his eating- although, we have had to bribe him with bubbles. &amp;nbsp;We are claiming now, that Jude will be completely independent from the use of his tube in 2012! &amp;nbsp;I can and will happen! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And Jude starts school back this month. &amp;nbsp;WOOHOO! &amp;nbsp;I know that sounds mean but any mom of a very active and attached four year old can understand this. &amp;nbsp;I'm not saying that I want to get rid of him; he just requires a lot, I mean a whole lot of attention lately and gets pretty bratty when we don't stop everything we're doing for him. &amp;nbsp;;-) &amp;nbsp;Typical four year old, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, I think that's it for now! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_pO65RxOpU/TwXvJCyWcSI/AAAAAAAABSc/B7S8jYKHLl8/s72-c/DSC_0306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-2265965162814184901</id><published>2012-01-05T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T11:05:58.569-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Blog Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I meant to do this before the end of the year, but I have been terribly busy. &amp;nbsp;So busy that I didn't even get a chance to finish my Twelve Days of Christmas blog series... oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anyway, I thought I'd give 2011 one more look before we move on to 2012. &amp;nbsp;So here are some blog highlights from the past year. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(You can click on each post to read it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We started the year about 10 weeks pregnant, very very sick, and in constant prayer over our Sweet Pea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In the middle of January we got some great news from Jude's cardiologist. &amp;nbsp;It was a wonderful way to start the year off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/news-worth-sharing.html" target="_blank"&gt;News Worth Sharing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I wrote a letter of promise and prayer to my sweet baby. &amp;nbsp;It's funny to think how much I thought I loved her then and how immeasurable my love is for her now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/precious-baby.html" target="_blank"&gt;Precious Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We made it into the 2nd Trimester and God continued to give us grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/his-ways-are-good-and-he-is-kind.html" target="_blank"&gt;His ways are good and He is kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;February started with an ambulance ride to The Lake as Jude became extremely ill with RSV. &amp;nbsp;It was the most terrified I have ever been, but God remained faithful and prayers were answered around the clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/updates-and-prayer-requests.html" target="_blank"&gt;Updates and Prayer Requests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After Jude got home and did some recovering, he started preschool at LSU on Valentine's Day. &amp;nbsp;Lane took off early so he could pick him up from his first day of preschool and go to a Sweet Pea check up. &amp;nbsp;It was a day full of tears, but good ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-valentine-goes-to-preschool.html" target="_blank"&gt;My Valentine Goes to Preschool&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then... Spring arrived! &amp;nbsp;AHHHH! &amp;nbsp;SPRING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We started March off with a visit to pediatric cardiology- this time to take a look at Sweet Pea's heart. &amp;nbsp;Our own hearts leaped when we heard that her's was just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/today.html" target="_blank"&gt;today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The next week was another stressful doctors visit. &amp;nbsp;We went for Sweet Pea's biophyiscal where we would get the best idea if she would have any chromosome abnormality. &amp;nbsp;It was a wonderful day as we got to see our sweet baby and here everything looked perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-news-for-big-day.html" target="_blank"&gt;BIG news for a BIG day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then the next week, we saw Maternal Fetal Medicine where we just received a confirmation that Sweet Pea was perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/confirmation.html" target="_blank"&gt;Confirmation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;March was pretty busy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In April the nesting began and our dining nook got a little makeover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/nesting-madness-part-1-cabinet-makeover.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cabinet Makeover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I made it into my Third Trimester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-third-trimester.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hello Third Trimester&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I turned THIRTY! &amp;nbsp;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/thirty.html" target="_blank"&gt;THIRTY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And we celebrated Easter and colored eggs with our sweet redhead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-eggs.html" target="_blank"&gt;Easter Eggs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In May we celebrated Mother's Day in the ER again... &amp;nbsp;we took a trip to the Audubon Zoo with our best friends and their daughter, I got my monogram machine and started sewing away, Jude got moved into a toddler bed, we celebrated Lane's birthday, and Jude had his adenoids removed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Looks like May was super busy too and you can read all about it by clicking below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html" target="_blank"&gt;May&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Summer arrived with June and we had some fun in the sun with a little kiddie pool and a trip to Biloxi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/beatin-heat.html" target="_blank"&gt;Beatin' the Heat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/babymoon-sort-of.html" target="_blank"&gt;A Babymoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jude started CRAWLING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/bunny-hop.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Bunny Hop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My sister-in-laws and friends threw me a baby sprinkle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/nestings-sprinkles-and-blessings.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sprinkle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And our faith was tested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/other-shoe-finally-dropped.html" target="_blank"&gt;The other shoe finally dropped&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In July we welcomed a daughter into our family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and you met Sweet Pea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/meet-sweet-pea.html" target="_blank"&gt;Meet Sweet Pea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(this post is my most viewed post of all time even today)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We named our miracle Aubrey Lane and shared a very sweet video of her birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/miracle-of-life.html" target="_blank"&gt;Miracle of Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Life slowed down a little bit in August. &amp;nbsp;Thank goodness. &amp;nbsp;We just settled into life with a new baby until a hospital stay briefly interrupted things. &amp;nbsp;We also shared some of Aubrey Lane's newborn pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html" target="_blank"&gt;August&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;September stayed slow. &amp;nbsp;Jude started back to school and life became a new normal for our family. &amp;nbsp;And I did some dreaming of what heaven has in store for our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/where-are-your-treasures-stored.html" target="_blank"&gt;Where are your treasures stored?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In October our sweet redhead turned FOUR! &amp;nbsp;And our Aubrey Lane was already 3 months old. &amp;nbsp;We dedicated her to raise in a Christian home to love Christ and celebrated Jude's birthday party all in the same day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/dedicated-and-celebrated.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dedicated and Celebrated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;November was pleasantly uneventful! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;With December came a wonderful and busy Christmas season. &amp;nbsp;We welcomed Wilbur, our Elf on the Shelf, and took pictures with Santa at Bass Pro. &amp;nbsp;(I know it might be a sin to say as a Southerner, but I HATE Bass Pro so taking the kids to see Santa was what I did to past the time while my husband shopped) &amp;nbsp;We had our Christmas musical and our candlelight service. &amp;nbsp;And celebrated Christmas for THREE days with family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We also enjoyed a new tradition as Lane played and sang Christmas carols to the babies Christmas night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We finished up the year with a bonfire at home with family. &amp;nbsp;We try to do this every year that it's not raining. &amp;nbsp;It's so nice to celebrate New Year's Eve at home with my babies in their own bed and off the roads. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2011 was a fantastic year! &amp;nbsp;I was kinda sad to see it go, but I love fresh starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"From the fullness of His grace, we have all received one blessing after another."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;John 1:16&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&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/8936534027032097902-2265965162814184901?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2265965162814184901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-blog-review.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2265965162814184901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2265965162814184901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-blog-review.html' title='2011 Blog Review'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-1189160741829789402</id><published>2011-12-21T22:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T00:19:09.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve Days of Christmas- Day 9: The Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 24.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Do you remember what you got for Christmas from your husband last year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 28.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Think about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 28.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I remember... he got me a pair of beautiful pearl earrings.&amp;nbsp; I was so surprised.&amp;nbsp; I had really wanted a pair of real pearl earrings for awhile, but hated to ask for them.&amp;nbsp; There is something so timeless about a pair of pearls.&amp;nbsp; Every Southern Belle needs a pair.&amp;nbsp; (We actually plan on getting Aubrey Lane a tiny set of pearl earrings for her first birthday.)&amp;nbsp; The sad part of this-&amp;nbsp; I wear these pearl earrings almost everyday, and I still had to stop and really think about what Lane had given me for Christmas last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 28.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Well this Christmas, money is way tight. It was just an expensive year for us.&amp;nbsp; Private preschool, a new baby with new baby needs, a ridiculous gas bill (can I get an Amen)- all for a family spoiled by overtime pay.&amp;nbsp; And with the economy being so shaky, Lane is not even getting 40 hours a week. Don’t get me wrong; we are by no means starving or doing without, we have just had to buy needed, not wanted, gifts for Christmas. But truly we don’t NEED anything. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 28.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;(I debated even talking about this, but if I make this blog out like I’m some perfect person with this perfect life, I’d be down right lying!&amp;nbsp; I want my blog to be “real”, ya know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 28.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Yesterday, I got a sweet reminder that loving each other and simple acts of kindness throughout the year is the greatest gift we can give one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 28.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;When I got home yesterday, I found a note from my husband in the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQ2ET7ChRJg/TvLG8kpRh9I/AAAAAAAABR4/fMdM-xGDufs/s1600/IMG_0484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQ2ET7ChRJg/TvLG8kpRh9I/AAAAAAAABR4/fMdM-xGDufs/s400/IMG_0484.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"I got a surprise for you! Check the sewing room!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_x8CkmA1YM/TvLHGmn2igI/AAAAAAAABSA/fnTDhY0eh0I/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_x8CkmA1YM/TvLHGmn2igI/AAAAAAAABSA/fnTDhY0eh0I/s400/IMG_0486.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Keep looking! Try the junk food cabinet!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-Wrso2ilbJ5Q/TvLHSUqypFI/AAAAAAAABSI/HhODMj5R_Kw/s1600/IMG_0487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wrso2ilbJ5Q/TvLHSUqypFI/AAAAAAAABSI/HhODMj5R_Kw/s400/IMG_0487.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Not here! Turn around &amp;amp; check the ice box!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-Gf53l2099fQ/TvLHVHDyvUI/AAAAAAAABSQ/-oMFhVr2jk8/s1600/IMG_0488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gf53l2099fQ/TvLHVHDyvUI/AAAAAAAABSQ/-oMFhVr2jk8/s400/IMG_0488.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Happy I Love You Day! &amp;nbsp;Here's a gift from me to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I love you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought me a fountain drink.&amp;nbsp; (I’m quite addicted to carbonated beverages.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 28.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;This year we may not have a lot of money to buy a lot of Christmas presents we don’t need.&amp;nbsp; But I guarantee you that 10 years from now I will still remember this very sweet sentiment.&amp;nbsp; I’m currently brainstorming ideas to return this sweet gesture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 30.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 28.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&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/8936534027032097902-1189160741829789402?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1189160741829789402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/do-you-remember-what-you-got-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/1189160741829789402'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-3487583739204164852</id><published>2011-12-20T21:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:16:22.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve Days of Christmas- Day 6, 7, &amp; 8: A Christmas Collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay.. &amp;nbsp;I apologize for slacking on my blog series. &amp;nbsp;I have been unbelievably busy the past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Honestly, I feel a little guilty for actually sitting down with my laptop to write a blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Since I missed a few days, I'm just going to do a little "Christmas Collage" to catch up and actually finish on Christmas Eve now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day Six: Christmas Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So I love sending Christmas cards. &amp;nbsp;And I LOVE receiving Christmas cards in the mail. &amp;nbsp;To look over and see my Christmas tree full of Christmas cards sent to me from my next door neighbor, an old friend in Tennessee, a beloved family member, or even a bloggy friend in Maryland just makes my heart happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(Rabbit trail: I don't think that we send actual mail, snail mail- you know the stamped kind, enough anymore. &amp;nbsp;It's such a sweet surprise to see a note in the mail from a friend and not just a bill or sale paper. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to try to send more mail this year.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I usually plan the Christmas card in advance, but this year, I still have some to mail out. &amp;nbsp;Maybe they'll reach the recipient by New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's not fancy, but these were the pictures on our Christmas Greeting.&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/-9EL6LhlyUV4/TvFDnTj35DI/AAAAAAAABRM/8LYfF5UFsVY/s1600/DSC_0341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9EL6LhlyUV4/TvFDnTj35DI/AAAAAAAABRM/8LYfF5UFsVY/s640/DSC_0341.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-0EtgQfbBHb0/TvFDh-g0T5I/AAAAAAAABRE/L2ugd-HpzN4/s1600/DSC_0221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EtgQfbBHb0/TvFDh-g0T5I/AAAAAAAABRE/L2ugd-HpzN4/s640/DSC_0221.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Tzn761nb3o/TvFDbgggvOI/AAAAAAAABQ8/XIUTVQSHdLc/s1600/DSC_0187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Tzn761nb3o/TvFDbgggvOI/AAAAAAAABQ8/XIUTVQSHdLc/s640/DSC_0187.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Getting a decent looking picture of all of us was a total nightmare. &amp;nbsp;I had several family photo sessions and finally got the pictures by editing, editing, and more editing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 7: Candlelight Worship Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;If you remember my post on traditions, you'll know what this is about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Every year, the last Sunday night before Christmas, our church hosts a Candlelight Worship Service. &amp;nbsp;We worship outside, no matter how cold, with our candles; and we usually have some some special "treat". &amp;nbsp;We've had a snow machine in the past and the last couple of years, we've had fireworks. &amp;nbsp;We have gone for the past four Christmases. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well this Christmas was no exception. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't too cold so I decided to keep the kids with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dyPL74GNeRo/TvFGe9YKtLI/AAAAAAAABRU/IEBPtruW-d4/s1600/IMG_0580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dyPL74GNeRo/TvFGe9YKtLI/AAAAAAAABRU/IEBPtruW-d4/s640/IMG_0580.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SFHwJKxjKk/TvFGh_v4hiI/AAAAAAAABRc/T2d88OujHdg/s1600/IMG_0582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SFHwJKxjKk/TvFGh_v4hiI/AAAAAAAABRc/T2d88OujHdg/s640/IMG_0582.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q73bmfYHCYg/TvFGl_ly2hI/AAAAAAAABRk/h_L83o30ZkU/s1600/IMG_0585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q73bmfYHCYg/TvFGl_ly2hI/AAAAAAAABRk/h_L83o30ZkU/s640/IMG_0585.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These pictures were taken with my hubby's iPhone. &amp;nbsp;I have a really nice camera that never has a memory card in it :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Regardless, the night was special as we had two testimonies given. &amp;nbsp;One from a lady I am so honored to call "friend". &amp;nbsp;I recorded it, but it won't fit on Vimeo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 8: "Joseph's Lullaby"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I &lt;strike&gt;sing&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;make a joyful noise in our church's choir. &amp;nbsp;I have enjoyed being in the choir so much. &amp;nbsp;I love all the members. &amp;nbsp;My church is a family, but the choir is my immediate family. &amp;nbsp;My husband as well as my mother in law, father in law, two of my brother in laws, and one of my sister in laws also sing in the choir. &amp;nbsp;It's a family affair ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Did you know that my hubby is also a terrific singer? &amp;nbsp;He actually had a solo in our Christmas musical this year. &amp;nbsp;I've got that recorded as well, but it's also too large for Vimeo. &amp;nbsp;I'd love to share it &amp;nbsp;if I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anyway, this year, one of the songs in our Christmas musical was "Joseph's Lullaby". &amp;nbsp;It was a beautiful song sang by the tenors and basses in four part harmony. &amp;nbsp;It really sets in the reality of our Savior coming as a human baby and from His earthly parents' perspective. &amp;nbsp;I can't hardly listen to it without crying. &amp;nbsp;I actually had to pull over the first time I listened to it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Go to sleep my son&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This manger for Your bed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You have a long road before You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rest Your little head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can You feel the weight of Your glory?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do You understand the price?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or does the Father guard Your heart for now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so You can sleep tonight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Go to sleep my son.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Go and chase Your dreams.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This world can wait for one more moment.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Go and sleep in peace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I believe the glory of heaven&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is lying in my arms tonight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But Lord, I ask that He for just this moment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;simply be my Child.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Go to sleep my son.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And baby close Your eyes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Soon enough You'll save the day,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but for now, dear Child of mine,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh my Jesus,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sleep tight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9EL6LhlyUV4/TvFDnTj35DI/AAAAAAAABRM/8LYfF5UFsVY/s72-c/DSC_0341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-8820076308370532775</id><published>2011-12-16T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:48:41.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve Days of Christmas- Day 5: Early Christmas Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have been on the hunt for a white wooden highchair, or at least a wooden highchair that I could paint right. &amp;nbsp;And I know that beggars can't be choosers, but I really wanted one with a sliding tray. &amp;nbsp;I really didn't care- old, new, used, whatever. &amp;nbsp;No luck anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then, a friend of my husband's from high school (she also happens to be one of my Facebook buddies), Autumn, who refinishes furniture making it shabby chic posted a picture of a high chair she had just refinished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It. Was. Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It was wooden. It was white. &amp;nbsp;It was distressed. &amp;nbsp;It had a sliding tray. &amp;nbsp;Did I mention it was perfect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Guess who went and bought it from her the next day? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I was excited to get and visit her and her sweet babies and I left with a treasure! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-zj94Y58b3pc/TuvYxHmZBMI/AAAAAAAABQ0/hz6OPptUXvk/s1600/DSC_0408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zj94Y58b3pc/TuvYxHmZBMI/AAAAAAAABQ0/hz6OPptUXvk/s640/DSC_0408.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Isn't it pretty? &amp;nbsp;I can just see my little rosy, blue eyed beauty sitting in it this spring. &amp;nbsp;And pink balloons tied to it for her birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We also got another early Christmas present yesterday and it was very, very special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yesterday we saw Jude's cardiologist. &amp;nbsp;You know that guy we used to have to see every week. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well he said all the measurement readings from Jude's scan yesterday looked NORMAL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No concerns. &amp;nbsp;No worries. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We are going to continue seeing him once a year unless a problem arises. &amp;nbsp;And we are going to continue on the plan of letting Jude grow out of his heart med dosage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The cardiologist was also very happy to meet Miss Aubrey Lane. &amp;nbsp;He did a scan on her before she was born this spring, in case you forgot. &amp;nbsp;He was also the doctor who was very encouraging in our desire to grow our family. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He told us that Jude looked awesome. &amp;nbsp;And that we were doing an great job taking care of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I remember feeling like I was going to hyperventilate every time I walked into that office. However, yesterday we floated out of there on cloud nine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Praises to our Father who has touched and healed Jude's heart!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Have you gotten or given any early Christmas presents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&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/8936534027032097902-8820076308370532775?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8820076308370532775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-days-of-christmas-day-5-early.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8820076308370532775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8820076308370532775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-days-of-christmas-day-5-early.html' title='Twelve Days of Christmas- Day 5: Early Christmas Presents'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zj94Y58b3pc/TuvYxHmZBMI/AAAAAAAABQ0/hz6OPptUXvk/s72-c/DSC_0408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-7255656288516158028</id><published>2011-12-15T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T23:02:04.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve Days of Christmas- Day 4: Christmas Cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Love. It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In a world that is so unstable and full of heartache, I want to provide my children with as much stability and security as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Of course the best way to provide that is to raise them in a Christ centered home. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But you can also provide lots of traditions for your family to depend on every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The point of these traditions is to make memories. &amp;nbsp;When I am old and gray and my children are busy raising their own children, those memories will be completely priceless to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well we have one solid Christmas tradition that Lane and started on our first Christmas when we were dating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Every year we decorate the Christmas tree and order pizza. &amp;nbsp;Then we watch a Christmas movie- usually "Elf"; however, this year we watched the SEC Championship game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;See? &amp;nbsp;It's so simple, but something just makes my heart smile when the tree goes up and Lane automatically asks me if I want him to go ahead and order the pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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started putting our Christmas cards we receive on the Christmas tree. &amp;nbsp;I think it looks very sweet. &amp;nbsp;And Lane likes it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We have another little tradition that we do every Christmas Eve before we head to Lane's family's house. &amp;nbsp;While we are all dressed in our (coordinating) Christmas best, we take pictures in front of the Christmas tree. &amp;nbsp;I love to see how we've changed over the years and how my babies have grown. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We also participate in our church's candlelight Christmas service every year the Sunday night before Christmas. &amp;nbsp;It's such a special time to share with our church family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And as you read yesterday, we also introduced Wilbur, our scout elf on the shelf, this year. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait to have so much fun with him. &amp;nbsp;I have already decided that sometime right around Thanksgiving every year, we will have a special breakfast to welcome Wilbur back every season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These are just a start. &amp;nbsp;I know that the best traditions and memories happen on their own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What are your family's traditions?&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/8936534027032097902-4585744192192500232?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4585744192192500232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-days-of-christmas-day-3.html#comment-form' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-283083805238415853</id><published>2011-12-14T10:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T10:43:32.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reply for Santa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After posting Day 2 of my Twelve Days of Christmas series, I got only two responses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;However, two responses were all I really needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;If you missed the post last night you can just click&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-of-christmas-day-2-do-you.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Back to the responses- I'm posting the second comment first. It was written by a friend from my hometown, Whitney, doing her best to raise two little girls in a Godly manner. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I wanted to share her comment because it offers a practical way to combine true Christmas meaning and Santa- plus the gift giving tip! &amp;nbsp;EXCELLENT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333233; font: 28.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Angel,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333233; font: 28.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this month- after our girls say their prayers each night we follow up on the true meaning of Christmas and how we should focus more on Jesus and why he was born more than Santa, elves, snowmen, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333233; font: 28.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333233; font: 28.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have also tried to incorporate the ''Baby Jesus'' rule...3 gifts were given to Jesus, so 3 is good enough for them. That makes it a little easier for me not to go overboard and go to crazy with gifts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333233; font: 28.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope that helps!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333233; font: 28.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Plus, they think Santa works for Jesus, lol.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333233; font: 28.0px 'Corsiva Hebrew'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The first response I'm posting next, was from a very sweet sister in Christ, Melanie, who has raised four children in a Christian home. &amp;nbsp;I admire her faith greatly. &amp;nbsp;When she shared her comment, I thought that it was so elegantly put that it needed to be shared, because maybe, just maybe I am not the only Christian mom on the fence about Santa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333233; font: 28.0px 'Snell Roundhand'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Loved your post. I understand both ways also. With my sons I was a little more anti Santa. I was a rather new Christian and still caught in a lot of legalism. I did take them to see Santa and took pictures with them but never told them he was real. They always knew where their presents came from. Years later and a little more balanced. I did things a little different with my twin girls. They took pictures and I left presents unwrapped for them say Santa doesn't wrap. After that they knew the unwrapped gifts were from Santa. Not sure when they finally realized Santa wasn't real but it was fun to pretend. God gave us an imagination and pretending is part of childhood. Which ever way each family chooses to handle it is a personal choice. There is no condemnation to those in Christ Jesus. As long as we teach them more about Jesus and His birth than Santa I think we are ok.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Did you get the most important part of that comment? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"There is no condemnation to those in Christ Jesus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Powerful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I think, even as steadfast Christians, we need to be reminded the simple truth. &amp;nbsp;I know I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Do you have an opinion you would like to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&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/8936534027032097902-283083805238415853?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/283083805238415853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/reply-for-santa.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/283083805238415853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/283083805238415853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/reply-for-santa.html' title='A Reply for Santa..'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-2330370306534519992</id><published>2011-12-13T23:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:57:24.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days of Christmas-Day 2: Do You Believe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;To Santa or Not To Santa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay... Today's post is a little late. &amp;nbsp;(I didn't promise they would all be posted in timely fashion) Anyway- today's topic is more of a thought provoking question and maybe a little advice for a mama on the fence about a big subject..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SANTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I grew up in a home where we believed in Santa. &amp;nbsp;And, well, my husband grew up in a home that didn't talk about Santa. &amp;nbsp;So therefore, we are not both on board for either route.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't know what kind of relationship you have with your spouse, but I have a hard time doing anything with my family if my husband and I aren't 100% on the same page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In case I haven't been obvious enough about it in my former posts, let me just boldly state:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WE ARE CHRISTIANS RAISING CHILDREN TO BECOME CHRISTIANS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and well I've noticed a trend that a lot of Christians don't teach there children to believe in Santa Claus because it can distract them from the true reason for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;Or about lying to their children then later having to traumatize them when they reveal that Santa never brought them toys. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;While all that is understandable, I still have a lot of Christian friends that do play the role of St. Nick in their homes. &amp;nbsp;And I think I want to have a Santa believing home as well. &amp;nbsp;I mean, I figured out that there was no Santa on my own and I was not traumatized by it at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So here are my questions to my Christian families:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Does your family believe in Santa, and your reasons behind your decision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;If you do teach Santa, how do you make sure that Jesus is still the main attraction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And of course if you do believe in Santa, you have these cute little guys to add to your tradition now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dMXCnnUvP0/Tug2v5RtaYI/AAAAAAAABPc/R3o-HIkyNPU/s1600/IMG_0310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dMXCnnUvP0/Tug2v5RtaYI/AAAAAAAABPc/R3o-HIkyNPU/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;His name is Wilbur. &amp;nbsp;You all know why :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I jumped on the bandwagon. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't resist. &amp;nbsp;I love, love, love traditions. &amp;nbsp;And having a cute one to do with my children is going to make so many good memories to share with them when they aren't so little anymore. &amp;nbsp;Maybe do with their own families. &amp;nbsp;I would love to someday see my grandchildren doing something I did with my own babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Which brings me to tomorrow's post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Traditions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love 'em. &amp;nbsp;I want 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm going to be sharing one that Lane and I have started on our own. &amp;nbsp;And rather it's been done for generations or started with you, I want to hear yours too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hoping your Christmas is being very merry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2330370306534519992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2330370306534519992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-of-christmas-day-2-do-you.html' title='12 Days of Christmas-Day 2: Do You Believe?'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dMXCnnUvP0/Tug2v5RtaYI/AAAAAAAABPc/R3o-HIkyNPU/s72-c/IMG_0310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-479167639554685753</id><published>2011-12-12T12:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T12:05:07.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve Days of Christmas-Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have decided to do a twelve day blog series for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;Traditionally, the twelve days of Christmas start on Christmas day. &amp;nbsp;While I just love tradition, in modern days Christmas season ends with the passing of Christmas day. &amp;nbsp;So I'm starting now and will finish up the day before Christmas Eve. &amp;nbsp;Isn't that funny- that we have completely swapped the celebration times of the Christmas season. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anyway, everyday will have a different Christmas topic: sentimental Christmas memories, a Christmas recipe, a craft, or maybe an inspirational message God put on my heart. &amp;nbsp;I don't have a schedule- I'm just going to wing it! So here we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Favorite Christmas Memory&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a sentimental post&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;As a child, I'm sure I had plenty of happy Christmas times. &amp;nbsp;However, all of that has dimmed greatly in the presence of an event that would change my life forever; the birth of my first child and my first Christmas as a mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jude's arrival in mid October of 2007 changed our lives completely. &amp;nbsp;The birth of any child changes lives, but the birth of a special needs baby goes beyond that. &amp;nbsp;Life is harder, but moments are sweeter. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's very hard to describe but I'll try. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You see, when you face the tough reality that God has chosen a much different path than you had planned for yourself, a path that seems much more difficult, you have to surrender and truly put your joy in the Lord. &amp;nbsp;You can't just pretend to have your joy in the Lord when things are going good. &amp;nbsp;It has to REALLY be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When this happens- really happens, memories are made differently. &amp;nbsp;At least they are in my experiences. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;During the moment a memory is in the making, you have to stop and push all the negative to the back and highlight the sweet moments. &amp;nbsp;In this process, the ordinary moments become extraordinary and everyday events become precious memories. For example, instead of enjoying certain moments of an occasion, you are thrilled that the occasion occurred at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;All this leads me up to my favorite Christmas memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The day we brought Jude home from the NICU the first time. &amp;nbsp;He was almost eight weeks old. &amp;nbsp;And in the world's standards, it wouldn't have been that great of a homecoming. &amp;nbsp;He came home with a feeding tube, scars fresh from surgery, and a daily visit from a home health nurse. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But MAN, were we so excited to finally bring our baby boy home!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;To bring him into any room we wanted without the hassle of tubes and wires. &amp;nbsp;To be able to bring him places with us like church or his grandparents home. &amp;nbsp;To be able to hold him whenever we wanted without the permission of a nurse or doctor. It was so exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On our way home from the hospital, we decided to get our very first Christmas tree as a family. We stopped at Home Depot and picked out a pretty little tree. &amp;nbsp;Then we came home and put nothing but white lights on it. &amp;nbsp;Then we sat Jude in his boppy in front of the tree and he was just amazed by all the lights. &amp;nbsp;It was wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There was nothing exciting about the day, nothing fancy about the tree, but it is one of my favorite Christmas memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-DuTZaz6R8QQ/TuZAOBHpyoI/AAAAAAAABPU/C6klIPTwJDk/s1600/232323232%257Ffp5324%253B%253Enu%253D324%253B%253E9%253B5%253E9%253B3%253EWSNRCG%253D323743747865%253Bnu0mrj.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DuTZaz6R8QQ/TuZAOBHpyoI/AAAAAAAABPU/C6klIPTwJDk/s640/232323232%257Ffp5324%253B%253Enu%253D324%253B%253E9%253B5%253E9%253B3%253EWSNRCG%253D323743747865%253Bnu0mrj.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is not a photo from that day, but a picture from our first Christmas as a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What is your favorite Christmas memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Another wonderful Christmas memory can be read about by clicking&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/meaning-of-snowflake.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&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/8936534027032097902-479167639554685753?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/479167639554685753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-days-of-christmas-day-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/479167639554685753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/479167639554685753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-days-of-christmas-day-1.html' title='Twelve Days of Christmas-Day 1'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DuTZaz6R8QQ/TuZAOBHpyoI/AAAAAAAABPU/C6klIPTwJDk/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp5324%253B%253Enu%253D324%253B%253E9%253B5%253E9%253B3%253EWSNRCG%253D323743747865%253Bnu0mrj.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-2180460987439177451</id><published>2011-11-23T19:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T09:04:36.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOv8OuysdVg/Ts5Rm3YVZ3I/AAAAAAAABPM/3Ph1X4qYd8o/s1600/Aubrey+Lane+4+months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOv8OuysdVg/Ts5Rm3YVZ3I/AAAAAAAABPM/3Ph1X4qYd8o/s1600/Aubrey+Lane+4+months.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aubrey Lane, you are FOUR MONTHS OLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The stats are on the picture, but you weigh 14 pounds and are 24 inches long. &amp;nbsp;You are just below the 50th percentile in height and just below the 75th percentile in weight. &amp;nbsp;You wear 3-6 months or 6 months clothes, and you just started wearing a size 2 diaper. &amp;nbsp;You have your very first cold right now, but other than that you have been pretty healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Your milestones are about the same. &amp;nbsp;You pick your upper body up when on your tummy, and you are trying so hard to roll over unto your tummy from your back. &amp;nbsp;You also like to stand anytime I hold you. &amp;nbsp;Lately, you have started pulling your knees under you when you're on your tummy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;About a month ago at 3 months, you decided that you no longer wanted a pacifier or a bottle. &amp;nbsp;So it's just me and you baby girl. &amp;nbsp;Your pediatrician normally doesn't suggest cereal or solids until closer to 6 months for thriving breastfed babies. &amp;nbsp;However, since you no longer take a bottle, she has given the okay to start you on rice cereal so that Mommy can have a date with Papa every now and then and not worry about you starving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You still really enjoy your swing. &amp;nbsp;We have started putting you in your jumperoo and you really enjoy that too! &amp;nbsp;You have started watching TV which absolutely blows my mind. &amp;nbsp;We have your Praise Baby DVD in the car and it helps with road trips because you still don't like to ride that much. &amp;nbsp;It's not the ride that bothers you; it's the car seat. &amp;nbsp;You scream every time we buckle in it, but are quieted by Papa giving it a couple swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aubrey Lane, you are such a beautiful baby. &amp;nbsp;Your eyes are still blue and your complexion is still so rosey. &amp;nbsp;People are constantly stopping me to oooh and awe over you. &amp;nbsp;They often ask me if I put make up on you because you're so pretty, but I don't. &amp;nbsp;You are just naturally so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You are a pretty laid back baby, never too fussy (only in church, haha, which you will start going to the nursery this week). &amp;nbsp;You laugh and coo for us; however you are tough crowd. &amp;nbsp;We have to work hard for those rewards. &amp;nbsp;But we gladly do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I hope you get to read this blog one day kiddo. &amp;nbsp;It tells the story of our family. &amp;nbsp;The stories behind the legacy we are working hard to leave you and your brother. &amp;nbsp;I love you very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Four Months, a little late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Mommy&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/8936534027032097902-2180460987439177451?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2180460987439177451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/four-months-and-updates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2180460987439177451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2180460987439177451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/four-months-and-updates.html' title='Four Months'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOv8OuysdVg/Ts5Rm3YVZ3I/AAAAAAAABPM/3Ph1X4qYd8o/s72-c/Aubrey+Lane+4+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-378815331048280441</id><published>2011-11-21T14:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:06:25.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hear you!</title><content type='html'>Today I am taking my sweet Aubrey Lane and little Jude Dude to Woman's Center for Wellness. Aubrey Lane is having her hearing rechecked. Because Jude is hearing impaired, Aubrey will &lt;br /&gt;have to get her hearing checked regularly. I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is telling me Aubrey's hearing is impaired as well, but prayers are appreciated!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Jude, he is picking therapy back up at Woman's. He finished preschool at LSU until next semester, and we are resuming speech, occupational, and physical therapy. I am a little excited about this because all of these therapist are like family to us. Plus I'm not sure how much private therapy Jude's school schedule will allow for next year so I want to get as much as we can now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make a stronger attempt at blogging updates on Jude and Aubrey Lane. I feel very revived in my outlook on Jude's development. I believe- scratch that- I know that the Lord spoke to my heart through our Pastor's sermon yesterday morning!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry- I will divulge all that wonderful stuff later. For now I've gotta run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-378815331048280441?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/378815331048280441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-hear-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/378815331048280441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/378815331048280441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-hear-you.html' title='I hear you!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-9219584984271865265</id><published>2011-11-04T16:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T16:56:08.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;To say it is National Blog Posting Month, I'm not doing so well :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have good excuses... &amp;nbsp;Two of them! Jude and Aubrey Lane ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We've had lots of school and therapy, several doctors appointments, an ear infection, a stomach virus, and tons of hugs and kisses. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We've been a busy family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well I actually have three good excuses. &amp;nbsp;The Mustard Seed Boutique is actually growing and I'm getting some steady business. &amp;nbsp;I delivered a couple of orders this week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm working on my Etsy store right now and getting it up soon! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm thankful for the little extra income to help out! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Other than that, Fall is officially here- calendar wise and weather wise. &amp;nbsp;And we are really enjoying it. &amp;nbsp;I'll have to post some pictures soon! &amp;nbsp;Maybe tonight or tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I hope everyone is well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-9219584984271865265?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9219584984271865265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/hi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/9219584984271865265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/9219584984271865265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/hi.html' title='HI!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-3087534345229802017</id><published>2011-10-19T14:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:22:37.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Sweet Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can't believe that my sweet Aubrey Lane is already three months old!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGDa0_N-5ys/Tp8d-oO1vsI/AAAAAAAABMs/9KX4tZX6XGQ/s1600/IMG_0027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGDa0_N-5ys/Tp8d-oO1vsI/AAAAAAAABMs/9KX4tZX6XGQ/s640/IMG_0027.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aubrey, at three months your little personality is starting to come through. &amp;nbsp;You are very sweet for everyone but you prefer your Mommy over anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You love to smile and laugh and coo all the time, especially after you have just been fed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You are usually a good sleeper and you sleep about 9 straight hours a night! &amp;nbsp;However, you hate to be out after dark. &amp;nbsp;If we are in the car after dark, you cry until we get home :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You have discovered your hand and your big brother. &amp;nbsp;You watch him constantly and think he is very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You're a spitter... anyone who holds you for more than five minutes knows this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Your looks have started to change some. &amp;nbsp;Once you looked just like your Papa, but since you've started rounding out the consensus is that you now look more like me. &amp;nbsp;Your hair is starting to lighten up, your eyes are still a grey blue, and you have such a rosy complexion. &amp;nbsp;You are really beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You have only had 3 bottles so far and you don't care for them much. &amp;nbsp;You have only stayed in the nursery a couple of times. &amp;nbsp;And you go everywhere with Mommy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You are such a sweetie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LGiywpxoSY/Tp8bRewzinI/AAAAAAAABMk/B4Efdk-CfpY/s1600/aubrey3months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LGiywpxoSY/Tp8bRewzinI/AAAAAAAABMk/B4Efdk-CfpY/s640/aubrey3months.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Can't wait to see what the next month holds!&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/8936534027032097902-3087534345229802017?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3087534345229802017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-sweet-months.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3087534345229802017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3087534345229802017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-sweet-months.html' title='Three Sweet Months'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGDa0_N-5ys/Tp8d-oO1vsI/AAAAAAAABMs/9KX4tZX6XGQ/s72-c/IMG_0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-4951938602856651950</id><published>2011-10-17T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:02:18.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated and Celebrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This weekend was a super busy weekend for our family, and all the exciting stuff happened on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;First we got up early and dressed the Jude dude and Aubrey Lane in their matching outfits and headed off to church to meet the rest of the family for Aubrey Lane's baby dedication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xKrrfZqHuc0/TpxRrRf3R7I/AAAAAAAABLE/sGZdHjVO9E4/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xKrrfZqHuc0/TpxRrRf3R7I/AAAAAAAABLE/sGZdHjVO9E4/s640/DSC_0004.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPnzQANBwys/TpxTMn7AVyI/AAAAAAAABLM/t9DUTdqnDAc/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPnzQANBwys/TpxTMn7AVyI/AAAAAAAABLM/t9DUTdqnDAc/s640/DSC_0005.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8NFd_K2-cQ/TpxTV3e8YoI/AAAAAAAABLU/JSmivNcxwag/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8NFd_K2-cQ/TpxTV3e8YoI/AAAAAAAABLU/JSmivNcxwag/s640/DSC_0008.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This was the only family picture I could get with the kids kinda looking at the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I bought Aubrey Lane's dress at a sweet little boutique in Zachary and I made Jude's jonjon to match. &amp;nbsp;I was so proud of them; however, Aubrey Lane's dress upstaged Jude's outfit. &amp;nbsp;Everyone kept asking me if I made Aubrey's dress because it was so beautiful. &amp;nbsp;And let me clarify: I DON'T SMOCK! &amp;nbsp;And honestly, I'm not sure if I want learn how to smock. &amp;nbsp;I would love to be able to put my name as maker on a sweet little smocked outfit for Aubrey Lane, but I really don't have the time or resources to do such right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Regardless, I have learned my lesson. &amp;nbsp;If I make a sweet outfit for one of my babies, I need to dress the other baby down or make sure they are both in homemade outfits, lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-JOim4PUu3fw/TpxTeososAI/AAAAAAAABLc/t4k-s0t6RuY/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JOim4PUu3fw/TpxTeososAI/AAAAAAAABLc/t4k-s0t6RuY/s640/DSC_0013.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She's such a sweet girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After baby dedication, we headed to the park for Jude's birthday party.&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/-uEa72-n5HV4/TpxWTTsV5CI/AAAAAAAABLk/hS_6W_2JhXs/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEa72-n5HV4/TpxWTTsV5CI/AAAAAAAABLk/hS_6W_2JhXs/s640/DSC_0014.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jude LOVES anything Eric Carl so we did "The Very Hungry Caterpillar" themed birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wJDIkSkkGg0/TpxWeAt7lBI/AAAAAAAABLs/EfLvffkAPE8/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wJDIkSkkGg0/TpxWeAt7lBI/AAAAAAAABLs/EfLvffkAPE8/s640/DSC_0017.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bi0iTwJfsao/TpxW9W7AvVI/AAAAAAAABL0/fNMn-qlvK-w/s1600/DSC_0043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bi0iTwJfsao/TpxW9W7AvVI/AAAAAAAABL0/fNMn-qlvK-w/s640/DSC_0043.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VpHQOU-9RdY/TpxXGHN_aOI/AAAAAAAABL8/9oAjvZsh548/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VpHQOU-9RdY/TpxXGHN_aOI/AAAAAAAABL8/9oAjvZsh548/s640/DSC_0054.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNBYsuFkoyc/TpxXMLhJNLI/AAAAAAAABME/1vWO1qbvq_0/s1600/DSC_0065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNBYsuFkoyc/TpxXMLhJNLI/AAAAAAAABME/1vWO1qbvq_0/s640/DSC_0065.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jude had a blast playing in the park, and I think the rest of the children did too!&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/-5n2LDtt75BU/TpxXX9bjhlI/AAAAAAAABMM/IzEi_WfvV3Y/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5n2LDtt75BU/TpxXX9bjhlI/AAAAAAAABMM/IzEi_WfvV3Y/s640/DSC_0069.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Maybe Jude had a little too much fun? &amp;nbsp;He slept through 30 minutes of the party.&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/-L76mJ3uLOmU/TpxYRPadntI/AAAAAAAABMU/KfHPuR9hTo4/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L76mJ3uLOmU/TpxYRPadntI/AAAAAAAABMU/KfHPuR9hTo4/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U0W4xcIlAoM/TpxYchLutnI/AAAAAAAABMc/WY-0IcfAZBA/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U0W4xcIlAoM/TpxYchLutnI/AAAAAAAABMc/WY-0IcfAZBA/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My mom and other sweet friends held Aubrey Lane so we could play with Jude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The park was too cool. &amp;nbsp;It is a handicapped accessible park with wide play areas and wheel chair ramps on the toys. &amp;nbsp;It also has a splash park which I should have told guests to bring swimsuits but I had no idea the temp would be near the 90's during mid October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We had a great but exhausting day. &amp;nbsp;I feel so blessed that I got to dedicate my daughter to raise to love Jesus and celebrate another year with my sweet son, Jude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Later that evening, I came home and told Aubrey that this week she will be 3 months old so it was time for her to roll over now. &amp;nbsp;I put her on her mat on her tummy and she rolled right over like all I had to do was ask her :-) &amp;nbsp;We were so excited! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Despite the busyness, it was truly a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-4951938602856651950?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4951938602856651950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/dedicated-and-celebrated.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4951938602856651950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4951938602856651950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/dedicated-and-celebrated.html' title='Dedicated and Celebrated'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xKrrfZqHuc0/TpxRrRf3R7I/AAAAAAAABLE/sGZdHjVO9E4/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-990727865676412913</id><published>2011-10-12T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T11:11:18.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jude!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today is my sweet redhead's FOURTH birthday!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jude!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can't believe it's been four years already, but at the same time I can't remember life without him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kkid1v_RmKE/TpW3Jh04kVI/AAAAAAAABKs/UMxCO59Hryk/s1600/232323232%257Ffp53242%253Enu%253D324%253B%253E9%253B5%253E9%253B3%253EWSNRCG%253D3236-%253B8348538nu0mrj.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kkid1v_RmKE/TpW3Jh04kVI/AAAAAAAABKs/UMxCO59Hryk/s640/232323232%257Ffp53242%253Enu%253D324%253B%253E9%253B5%253E9%253B3%253EWSNRCG%253D3236-%253B8348538nu0mrj.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just a few hours old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcir1ul1x2s/TpW3KIP71yI/AAAAAAAABK0/9vtqEPrRLlk/s1600/232323232%257Ffp88-%253Enu%253D324%253B%253E9%253B5%253E9%253B3%253EWSNRCG%253D323973%253C79%253B786nu0mrj.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcir1ul1x2s/TpW3KIP71yI/AAAAAAAABK0/9vtqEPrRLlk/s640/232323232%257Ffp88-%253Enu%253D324%253B%253E9%253B5%253E9%253B3%253EWSNRCG%253D323973%253C79%253B786nu0mrj.jpeg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ONE year old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cko9GXjPLHg/TpW3Ixk5rhI/AAAAAAAABKk/f6maWstxgy8/s1600/DSC_1287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cko9GXjPLHg/TpW3Ixk5rhI/AAAAAAAABKk/f6maWstxgy8/s640/DSC_1287.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TWO years old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-5cKNxeHXzZs/TpW3Ze7hVxI/AAAAAAAABK8/wBAUlCUzqZ8/s1600/DSC_0370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cKNxeHXzZs/TpW3Ze7hVxI/AAAAAAAABK8/wBAUlCUzqZ8/s640/DSC_0370.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;THREE years old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-szA9-walmJk/TpTTeSB8iRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/lm0nznslvP4/s1600/end+of+summer+280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-szA9-walmJk/TpTTeSB8iRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/lm0nznslvP4/s640/end+of+summer+280.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FOUR YEARS OLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(well actually last day as a three year old)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This was a really big year for Jude. &amp;nbsp;He started walking in his gait trainer, sitting up on his own, crawling, pulling up, learning to eat crackers, starting preschool, moving to a "big boy" bed, and becoming a big brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We are so blessed to have another year with our sweet boy. &amp;nbsp;Every minute is a gift. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thank you, God, for loaning one of your most precious creations to us to love so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&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/8936534027032097902-990727865676412913?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/990727865676412913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birthday-jude.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/990727865676412913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/990727865676412913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birthday-jude.html' title='Happy Birthday Jude!!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kkid1v_RmKE/TpW3Jh04kVI/AAAAAAAABKs/UMxCO59Hryk/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp53242%253Enu%253D324%253B%253E9%253B5%253E9%253B3%253EWSNRCG%253D3236-%253B8348538nu0mrj.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-3911070451844352046</id><published>2011-10-11T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:38:47.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have I mentioned to you before that I just love this time of year?&amp;nbsp; I think I have a time or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been on a mission to clean my house super good the past couple of days. (Hasn't had a super good cleaning since Aubrey Lane arrived) But today when I stepped outside, the weather reminded me that I have two bigger priorities than a mopped floor.&amp;nbsp; So when the mister came home for lunch, I announced that when he got home from work we were taking the kids to the park; I don't care how dirty the house is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So this afternoon rolled around and we headed to the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-szA9-walmJk/TpTTeSB8iRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/lm0nznslvP4/s1600/end+of+summer+280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-szA9-walmJk/TpTTeSB8iRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/lm0nznslvP4/s640/end+of+summer+280.JPG" width="428px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8yvba5fUas/TpTUengfHBI/AAAAAAAABKE/qFYAiu1hUOo/s1600/end+of+summer+287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8yvba5fUas/TpTUengfHBI/AAAAAAAABKE/qFYAiu1hUOo/s640/end+of+summer+287.JPG" width="428px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jude had a blast&amp;nbsp;sliding, swinging, and teeter tottering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dkuABL_2y7A/TpTU_oz7bgI/AAAAAAAABKM/rf_yJtaDhjw/s1600/end+of+summer+291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dkuABL_2y7A/TpTU_oz7bgI/AAAAAAAABKM/rf_yJtaDhjw/s640/end+of+summer+291.JPG" width="428px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1mtGlgFW9U/TpTVcZrrKVI/AAAAAAAABKU/lsUYv7oSzTw/s1600/end+of+summer+293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1mtGlgFW9U/TpTVcZrrKVI/AAAAAAAABKU/lsUYv7oSzTw/s640/end+of+summer+293.JPG" width="428px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aubrey Lane was there to enjoy the park too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iX-zvZtkQ1U/TpTt1WRChoI/AAAAAAAABKc/2ejrLfCf0ak/s1600/end+of+summer+302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iX-zvZtkQ1U/TpTt1WRChoI/AAAAAAAABKc/2ejrLfCf0ak/s640/end+of+summer+302.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She just enjoyed it in her own little way :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We had a great playtime and plan to do it way more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-3911070451844352046?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3911070451844352046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/park-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3911070451844352046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3911070451844352046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/park-weather.html' title='Park Weather'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-szA9-walmJk/TpTTeSB8iRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/lm0nznslvP4/s72-c/end+of+summer+280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-5825724593307420165</id><published>2011-10-11T10:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T10:02:56.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Pea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My little sweet pea, Aubrey Lane, is TWELVE weeks old today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's going by way too quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-5825724593307420165?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5825724593307420165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-pea.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/5825724593307420165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/5825724593307420165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-pea.html' title='Sweet Pea'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6TKFIQPKbm8/TpRZbQ86pJI/AAAAAAAABJc/IqLgC8nSSb8/s72-c/iPhone+pics+181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-6822620439308759939</id><published>2011-10-10T12:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T10:04:58.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a good day for a miracle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GwMGb2eA7RI/TpMkQSVvHbI/AAAAAAAABJY/R2ba5aZbVg4/s1600/DSC_0282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GwMGb2eA7RI/TpMkQSVvHbI/AAAAAAAABJY/R2ba5aZbVg4/s640/DSC_0282.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is my friend Kim. &amp;nbsp;She adores Aubrey Lane and Jude is her heart. &amp;nbsp;She just loves my little man so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kim is very special to our family as well as so many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;other families in our church and her community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We love her very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kim is in a ferocious battle with cancer. &amp;nbsp;It is causing her a tremendous amount of physical pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kim needs a miracle TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Please pray for her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know that a lot of people who read my blog already know Kim and are already praying for her, but I also know that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have a lot of readers that don't know her but are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;phenomenal prayer warriors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We know that our God is still doing miracles all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;As Kim says everyday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today is a good day for a miracle.&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/8936534027032097902-6822620439308759939?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' 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width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GwMGb2eA7RI/TpMkQSVvHbI/AAAAAAAABJY/R2ba5aZbVg4/s72-c/DSC_0282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-4505219539266550651</id><published>2011-10-08T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:07:35.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Tiger Fans...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 50.0px Impact; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 63.0px Impact; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 63.0px Impact; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;How 'bout that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 63.0px Impact; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Honey Badger?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 63.0px Impact; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 77.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 63.0px Impact; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;GEAUX TIGERS!!!!&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/8936534027032097902-4505219539266550651?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4505219539266550651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/hey-tiger-fans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4505219539266550651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4505219539266550651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/hey-tiger-fans.html' title='Hey Tiger Fans...'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-8204790108934782904</id><published>2011-10-06T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:17:25.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caviar taste on a tuna fish budget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have become a HUGE fan of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Kelly's Korner Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;. If you love to read family blogs, you'll love her. &amp;nbsp;She seems so sweet and real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anyway, every Friday she does a "Show Us Your Life" linky party to help other bloggers connect! &amp;nbsp;Every Friday she has a different topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This past Friday she had a SUYL party about where we shop for our kids. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love dressing my Jude in polos, plaid shorts, sweaters, khakis, jon jons, and longalls. &amp;nbsp;Usually a casual outfit is easy to put together on a budget, and Jude grows very slowly so I know if I spend a little extra on a sweet outfit that he will get plenty of wear out of it. &amp;nbsp;I wish he was still little and I could get away with the boutique clothing a little more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On the other hand, I haven't got to buy much for Aubrey Lane. &amp;nbsp;I have been so blessed with so many sweet outfits for her, but she's about to grow out of most of those outfits. &amp;nbsp;And so I'm so excited about getting some girly things! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here's my problem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have caviar taste on a tuna fish budget.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love all those smocked and applique boutique outfits. &amp;nbsp;I love cardigans and dresses and rompers and bows and tights and bloomers and bracelets and... well you get the picture. &amp;nbsp;All those things are so sweet, but so so PRICEY! &amp;nbsp;Not really in everyday budget for a stay at home mom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So here was my solution...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I got my monogramming machine. &amp;nbsp;I can monogram most of my kids clothes myself- I still need Stacy's (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Once-N-Again/362526578877"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Once N Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my local monogramming haven) help. &amp;nbsp;And I can also do appliques with my machine. &amp;nbsp;I can save on plain longalls and dresses by monogramming or appliqueing them myself. &amp;nbsp;It can costs anywhere from $5-$25 dollars for a monogram or applique so I feel like my machine will pay for itself in the long run.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And since I have a basic knowledge of sewing, I can make Jude and Aubrey Lane some cute cute clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CzYK_RG2zE8/TKPfpMR9FBI/AAAAAAAAAkA/-TxxNlr5wS8/s1600/Autumn+2010+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CzYK_RG2zE8/TKPfpMR9FBI/AAAAAAAAAkA/-TxxNlr5wS8/s640/Autumn+2010+118.JPG" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPxcxa2jnK8/ToIwOGlcp4I/AAAAAAAABIs/YeOwtpD-jz0/s1600/IMG_1028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPxcxa2jnK8/ToIwOGlcp4I/AAAAAAAABIs/YeOwtpD-jz0/s640/IMG_1028.jpg" width="496" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m3d05Q64Ag/To5fjfCh48I/AAAAAAAABJQ/MtsRoa0vnGI/s1600/DSC_0202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m3d05Q64Ag/To5fjfCh48I/AAAAAAAABJQ/MtsRoa0vnGI/s640/DSC_0202.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glPg3pPNeJs/To5f9f0mv_I/AAAAAAAABJU/F0WKKWcxYDk/s1600/DSC_0210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glPg3pPNeJs/To5f9f0mv_I/AAAAAAAABJU/F0WKKWcxYDk/s640/DSC_0210.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These are just a few of the cute things I've monogrammed, appliquéd, or actually made for my sweet babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k3Uzsw5PRdM/To5fK2J8u4I/AAAAAAAABJM/KL3pYoQ8v0s/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k3Uzsw5PRdM/To5fK2J8u4I/AAAAAAAABJM/KL3pYoQ8v0s/s640/DSC_0018.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Oh and I made Jude's outfit to wear to the hospital to meet his little sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But I can't make everything and I can't smock. &amp;nbsp;(Well I'm sure I could learn but I'm not sure I want to invest in a pleater- moving on) So I need to find an affordable way to dress my kiddos in beautiful boutique outfits. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love shopping ebay and consignment. &amp;nbsp;Etsy is also a great place to shop for beautiful handmade outfits. &amp;nbsp;But, I only buy items from Etsy that I can't make myself. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And I love Kelly's Kids clothes. &amp;nbsp;And Kelly's Kids have warehouse outlet sales in Natchez a few times a year so I'll be heading up there soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And lately I have been turned onto the Facebook auctions where you can get smocked goodies for cheap. &amp;nbsp;A few of the Facebook stores I have found that I like are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/SmockedAuctions?sk=photos"&gt;Smocked Auctions&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/Smockadot"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Smockadot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Curls-and-Twirls-Smocked-Boutique/139846739365122"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Curls and Twirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/Smocktions?ref=ts&amp;amp;sk=wall"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Smocktions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think I might have actually won my first auction tonight at Smocked Auctions. &amp;nbsp;Keeping my fingers crossed..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and I can't wait to buy some goodies from a high school friend at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/DoodlebugBoutique4U"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Doodlebug Boutique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and another friend also has cute Facebook boutique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Simply-2-Exquisite/157982304227313"&gt;Simply 2 Exquisite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But like you all know, I am new at this dressing-a-girl thing so I need lots of tips and tricks. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Like... can a bow ever be too big? &amp;nbsp;and if you put your little girl in a dress in tights, do you still need to put bloomers over the tights? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Of course I love for Jude and Aubrey Lane to match and I've found that solid color polos and button ups are the easiest for Jude to match Aubrey's outfits when matching outfits aren't already available. &amp;nbsp;So where is the best place to find those polos and button ups? &amp;nbsp;Or do you have any other tips on matching an older brother to a little sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And I'd love to know how you manage dressing your sweet baby on a budget? &amp;nbsp;Where do you find good deals and steals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_561894187"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_561894188"&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/8936534027032097902-8204790108934782904?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8204790108934782904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/caviar-taste-on-tuna-fish-budget.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8204790108934782904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8204790108934782904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/caviar-taste-on-tuna-fish-budget.html' title='Caviar taste on a tuna fish budget...'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CzYK_RG2zE8/TKPfpMR9FBI/AAAAAAAAAkA/-TxxNlr5wS8/s72-c/Autumn+2010+118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-5598769986471475201</id><published>2011-10-06T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:15:28.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Free Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Okay.. so yesterday while I was sitting in a McDonald’s parking lot using some free WiFi while Aubrey Lane napped and Jude was in preschool, I decided I needed to plan these preschool days a little better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Up until now, I have had things to do during the hours Jude is at preschool.&amp;nbsp; Such as doctors appointments and trips to home health for supplies.&amp;nbsp; But today was my first free day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For those of you who wonder why I just don’t go home those three hours that Jude is in school, let me explain.&amp;nbsp; We don’t exactly live very close to the LSU campus.&amp;nbsp; With traffic, it is at least a 30 minute drive to get there and about a 40 minute drive to get home.&amp;nbsp; So I really hate to add an hours worth of driving everyday to the gas bill on top of the fact that coming home for an hour and a half seems more trouble than worth. And I don’t have many stay at home mom friends and the few I have don’t live any closer to Baton Rouge than I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;All this in mind, I’ve felt pretty guilty.&amp;nbsp; It’s not fair that Aubrey Lane has to spend so much time in a car seat.&amp;nbsp; No wonder she cries every time I put her in it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So today I started trying to figure out what to do on my three hours of free time.&amp;nbsp; These were my ideas and thoughts on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I could bring Aubrey Lane to a park.&amp;nbsp; That wouldn’t work because she’s not quite old enough to enjoy that and there is just too many germs at a park (yes I am that mom-blame the NICU and the PICU)&amp;nbsp; Not that we won’t go to parks, I would just like her to wait until she won’t have to stay in the hospital for a fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I could bust out the jogging stroller while I’m at LSU and walk the Lakes.&amp;nbsp; But those of you who don’t know my husband, just let me tell you- His little five foot nothing wife pushing his newborn baby girl down the side of the road would be way too much for his worrying habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I could put a cooler in the truck and go grocery shopping while Jude was at school- maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I could go shopping in general- but I really don’t want to do that because that's not fun for Aubrey Lane and I’m trying to save money right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Or (the only idea that might seem to work) I can find a local library and take Aubrey Lane and read to her or hopefully they might have a story time on those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This is where I need your help.&amp;nbsp; I need ideas for making this three free hours quality time for Aubrey Lane. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 27.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 20.0px Nadeem; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;What would you do?&amp;nbsp; I’d love any suggestions I could get.&lt;/span&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/8936534027032097902-5598769986471475201?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5598769986471475201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-free-hours.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/5598769986471475201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/5598769986471475201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-free-hours.html' title='Three Free Hours'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-5706190882647239748</id><published>2011-10-05T11:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:09:15.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Reader</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lately, life has been so full that I can find little time to get to the computer much less sit down and write a well organized blog post. &amp;nbsp;It just hasn't been on the top of my list of priorities. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I mean, I just can't find the time. &amp;nbsp;For example, right now I am sitting in a McDonald's parking lot typing while Aubrey naps, and we wait for Jude to get out of preschool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This has made me wonder, "Why do I blog?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sure this blog originated from Caringbridge to keep family and friends up to speed on Jude's medical status and development. &amp;nbsp;And morphed into more of an outlet and journal for me. &amp;nbsp;A source of prayer requests and praises for answered prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sure I love all of those creative and DIY blogs! &amp;nbsp;I find myself so inspired by all of those things. &amp;nbsp;But let's be honest, I'm not a super creative and original person. &amp;nbsp;I don't have some major house renovation project going, nor have I mastered any skill enough to share with you some wonderful tutorial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So what's the purpose of this blog? &amp;nbsp;I don't have many followers to entertain or giveaways to hand out or contests to enter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was actually praying about it this morning and know in my heart that I got my answer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This blog is my real time testimony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I write, it's about my life and my experiences and the grace and mercy that God has shown and shows me throughout them. &amp;nbsp;It is a constant testament that joy is found in the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But like I mentioned above, I don't have this huge base of readers to testify to so what's it worth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One reader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One reader, just one. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One reader to witness the grace of God in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One reader to share the good news with and come to know Jesus as their savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One reader to see and understand that our Father is still doing miracles for people everywhere. &amp;nbsp;People who are so undeserving like myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One reader who might be in what the world sees as a hopeless situation for me to say "With Jesus there is ALWAYS hope. &amp;nbsp;He IS our hope."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One reader that might be encouraged by a family that could have easily said "I give up" but instead chooses to fiercely praise His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One reader that came to my blog by accident and was witnessed to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One reader that I might be able to plant a seed in. &amp;nbsp;A seed as tiny as a mustard seed. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One. Reader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;If hundreds of people read this blog daily but only one reader witnesses the glory of the LORD in all of its existence, then I have found an unquestionable reason for writing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just one reader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Revelations 12:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-5706190882647239748?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5706190882647239748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-reader.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/5706190882647239748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/5706190882647239748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-reader.html' title='One Reader'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-2794392950898688896</id><published>2011-10-04T23:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T23:14:35.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the best medicine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Laughter that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And Lane and I got a huge dose of that super sweet medicine tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I was holding and talking to our sweet baby girl when Lane said something that made me laugh out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now for those of you who don't personally know me, I have a loud boisterous laugh. &amp;nbsp;It can be a little startling. &amp;nbsp;However, Aubrey Lane found my laugh very humorous. &amp;nbsp;She broke out in a HUGE smile and started LAUGHING OUT LOUD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It was so stinkin' cute that I kept laughing and Lane joined in. &amp;nbsp;The more we laughed, the more she did. And this carried on for about three minutes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It was the best three minutes I've had in a couple weeks. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;For three precious little minutes, everything in the world was just perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can't believe she is already laughing out loud. &amp;nbsp;Time is flying by so quickly as both my babies are getting bigger by the minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just look how quickly Aubrey Lane is growing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rng8W2ZVr98/TovN2vdslEI/AAAAAAAABIw/ngn08N9DVPg/s1600/DSC_0149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rng8W2ZVr98/TovN2vdslEI/AAAAAAAABIw/ngn08N9DVPg/s640/DSC_0149.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ubdSLQ8gI5E/TovN5q_OvsI/AAAAAAAABI0/crVgk4p5yHw/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ubdSLQ8gI5E/TovN5q_OvsI/AAAAAAAABI0/crVgk4p5yHw/s640/DSC_0152.JPG" width="588" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This was during the first week of life.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXPsCLKhTwo/TovOMduPVpI/AAAAAAAABI4/IaLLQB9eX5I/s1600/DSC_0230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXPsCLKhTwo/TovOMduPVpI/AAAAAAAABI4/IaLLQB9eX5I/s640/DSC_0230.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfo6FxEvog4/TovOfPcjfHI/AAAAAAAABI8/pu4rke2gbI8/s1600/DSC_0231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfo6FxEvog4/TovOfPcjfHI/AAAAAAAABI8/pu4rke2gbI8/s640/DSC_0231.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This was bath time last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She is so sweet lately with her smiles and coos and "laughs". &amp;nbsp;She is about to be out of 3 months and into 6 months clothes. &amp;nbsp;SHE IS ONLY 2 MONTHS OLD!! &amp;nbsp;She is also growing out of what little hair she has :-/ &amp;nbsp;But I'm sure she will get some eventually. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aubrey Lane has also gained a lot of head control and can now pose for sweet pictures like this&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/-1RBzAbC-pOs/TovTR7etpyI/AAAAAAAABJA/pzhujdQOATs/s1600/DSC_0255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1RBzAbC-pOs/TovTR7etpyI/AAAAAAAABJA/pzhujdQOATs/s640/DSC_0255.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She is not the only star around the house. &amp;nbsp;Our Judey Jude is still getting lots of attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lately we have been working on teaching Jude how to help do things for himself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;For example,&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/-dtHU_IaAUMA/TovUwjXIQ6I/AAAAAAAABJE/dWkwVNBleDw/s1600/DSC_0261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtHU_IaAUMA/TovUwjXIQ6I/AAAAAAAABJE/dWkwVNBleDw/s640/DSC_0261.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HcVfi3GrbLE/TovW0Bnmv_I/AAAAAAAABJI/OW2p1SNFxRQ/s1600/DSC_0264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HcVfi3GrbLE/TovW0Bnmv_I/AAAAAAAABJI/OW2p1SNFxRQ/s640/DSC_0264.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;teaching him how to help wash his own hair. &amp;nbsp;He loves it and is actually getting the hang of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well that's it for now. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure I'll be back on here soon because I'm getting double the stories to tell with double the blessings. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-2794392950898688896?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2794392950898688896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-best-medicine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2794392950898688896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/2794392950898688896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-best-medicine.html' title='It&apos;s the best medicine!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rng8W2ZVr98/TovN2vdslEI/AAAAAAAABIw/ngn08N9DVPg/s72-c/DSC_0149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-3303223567972187999</id><published>2011-09-27T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T16:04:49.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I know it's been awhile, but I haven't abandoned my blogging ways. &amp;nbsp;I've just been a little preoccupied lately...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay, VERY preoccupied. But who could blame me for not blogging when I have been loving on the sweetest babies instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;That's what I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Life has been good and, well, crazy. &amp;nbsp;Jude started school back at LSU and Bellingrath Hills Elementary and the running around has been exhausting. &amp;nbsp;I averaged the time spent in the car traveling from place to place, and somedays we were spending well over 3 hours a day driving around. &amp;nbsp;HELLO! &amp;nbsp;That is a trip to Biloxi. &amp;nbsp;Not to mention that I was having to nurse Aubrey Lane in the car praying that I didn't offend anyone and getting over it if I did. &amp;nbsp;We decided that we needed to back away from private therapy for awhile. &amp;nbsp;But we will be back soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There have been plenty of highlights the past month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The first one is that Jude's APE (advanced physical education) Coach feels that Jude will be WALKING soon! &amp;nbsp;Now that's with the assistance of a walker, but who cares? &amp;nbsp;He will eventually graduate from that and walk on his own. &amp;nbsp;Coach Matt has bragged on Jude's improvement in strength and understanding of the mechanics of walking. &amp;nbsp;Lane and I have been helping Jude walk everywhere to get him stronger. I would love for him to be walking for Christmas- best present I could get!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The eating is still not going that great. &amp;nbsp;Jude has progressed to biting and eating Ritz crackers, but his desire to eat varies from day to day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Second thing is that Aubrey Lane is now 2 MONTHS OLD!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPxcxa2jnK8/ToIwOGlcp4I/AAAAAAAABIs/YeOwtpD-jz0/s1600/IMG_1028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPxcxa2jnK8/ToIwOGlcp4I/AAAAAAAABIs/YeOwtpD-jz0/s400/IMG_1028.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;At her 2 month check up she was exactly in the 50th percentile for weight and height. &amp;nbsp;Wonderfully average!! &amp;nbsp;The doctor said she is doing great and meeting her milestones right on target.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It is so hard to believe that my little Sweet Pea we all prayed so hard for is growing so fast. (I've already asked Lane if we can try for baby #3 when I finish nursing Aubrey Lane ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And finally, The Mustard Seed Boutique is slowly but steadily getting up and going. &amp;nbsp;I am actually working on a big order right now for super sweet friend Darla and her soon-to-be-here grandson.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have an Etsy shop. &amp;nbsp;It's just a little empty right now. &amp;nbsp;I haven't had time to really design a banner or logo or card for my little business which I really need to do soon. &amp;nbsp;Until I can get all that done, I've signed up with Big Cartel so I can list a few things at a time until I can get those other things done. &amp;nbsp;Please check it out for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themustardseedboutique.bigcartel.com/"&gt;The Mustard Seed Boutique&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;If you live locally you can always email me at ourmustardseed@gmail.com if you would like to order anything and save on the shipping. &amp;nbsp;I'll be adding Thanksgiving and Christmas items as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, I have to get. &amp;nbsp;Not much time for computers these days unless it's naptime and most of the time I try to get a little nap when they do ;-) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hope y'all are doing well! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Angel&amp;nbsp;&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/8936534027032097902-3303223567972187999?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3303223567972187999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3303223567972187999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3303223567972187999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here...'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPxcxa2jnK8/ToIwOGlcp4I/AAAAAAAABIs/YeOwtpD-jz0/s72-c/IMG_1028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-313936408767305258</id><published>2011-09-13T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:04:34.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are your treasures stored?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last night, Lane and I were snuggled on the couch with both of our sweet babies watching television.&amp;nbsp; My sweet Jude was stretched out and sound asleep between the two of us when out of nowhere a huge smile covered his face and he started giggling in his sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This was such a sweet moment, and our hearts were melted by it.&amp;nbsp; Not only was it absolutely adorable, but comforting as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You see Jude’s heart medication has a nasty reputation of causing nightmares or night terrors as a possible side effect.&amp;nbsp; And unfortunately, Jude suffers from this nasty side effect.&amp;nbsp; It is not uncommon for my sweet redhead to cry out in his sleep or wake up screaming multiple times a night.&amp;nbsp; His night terrors can be so bad that Lane and I will have to hold him and make him look at us to realize that he’s safe and to stop screaming.&amp;nbsp; It really is heartbreaking for any mom to have to go through.&amp;nbsp; So you can understand how comforting it would be to see him smile and laugh in his sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Back to last night’s moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lane and I continued to watch in pure joy as Jude kept showing his sweet smile in his sleep.&amp;nbsp; And we talked about how nice it was to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then Lane asked what did I think he was dreaming about to make him so happy.&amp;nbsp; Us?&amp;nbsp; His favorite cartoon? Bath time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I began to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I explained to Lane that I can’t wait to get to heaven and talk to Jude. I would give anything to know the thoughts that run through his head on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; I am sure there are more intelligent thoughts in him than people would think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What will I hear when I get to heaven? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have I been a good enough mother to hear heartwarming sentiments?&amp;nbsp; Have I spoke enough blessings into his life?&amp;nbsp; Have I been patient and kind enough?&amp;nbsp; Have I kissed enough booboos and shown enough tenderness in times of fear? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jude may not be able to tell me so, but he does understand these things.&amp;nbsp; And I want to make sure that when he can tell me, he has plenty to talk about. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know that perfection belongs solely to God and shouldn’t be expected from anyone; therefore, I’m not implying that I am anywhere near it nor do I expect it from anyone else.&amp;nbsp; But have we shown our children the Jesus in us? Or have we shown them the world?&amp;nbsp; Will our heavenly conversation with our children be a cherished treasure or a dreaded judgement day? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don’t know your answers and you don’t know mine, but I do know that starting right now I am putting forth extra effort to insure that anticipated conversation is a beautiful one. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don’t want to hear that my son or daughter thought that money, social life, personal recreation, or anything other than his father or Jesus was more important than them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A conversation with my son is one of my most valued treasures.&amp;nbsp; And where is that treasure?&amp;nbsp; It is stored in heaven along with seeing Jude walk, run, talk, and sing.&amp;nbsp; I just love my redhead so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My heart longs for the day I receive this treasure, but for now it is stored safely in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Where are your treasures stored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal.&amp;nbsp; For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matthew 6:19-21&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&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/8936534027032097902-313936408767305258?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/313936408767305258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/where-are-your-treasures-stored.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/313936408767305258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/313936408767305258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/where-are-your-treasures-stored.html' title='Where are your treasures stored?'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-8279355674056561594</id><published>2011-08-30T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T16:29:22.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What defines sweetness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvXXWFfj6dk/Tl1GtYTm1bI/AAAAAAAABIA/KW_1vqgRp6g/s1600/IMG_5526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvXXWFfj6dk/Tl1GtYTm1bI/AAAAAAAABIA/KW_1vqgRp6g/s640/IMG_5526.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Maybe a pink flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qUUsrNDtko/Tl1G1jfWkQI/AAAAAAAABIU/ioUwlFQJIRg/s1600/IMG_5698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qUUsrNDtko/Tl1G1jfWkQI/AAAAAAAABIU/ioUwlFQJIRg/s640/IMG_5698.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;or that sweet newborn smell?&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/-PtxN1TIsKUw/Tl1HJbWnoPI/AAAAAAAABIg/mve1N8pPxH0/s1600/IMG_5563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PtxN1TIsKUw/Tl1HJbWnoPI/AAAAAAAABIg/mve1N8pPxH0/s640/IMG_5563.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What defines perfection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vw5I61k1V4g/Tl1Gzo9imjI/AAAAAAAABIQ/N3LMW0DYKng/s1600/IMG_5664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vw5I61k1V4g/Tl1Gzo9imjI/AAAAAAAABIQ/N3LMW0DYKng/s640/IMG_5664.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Is it ten little fingers and ten little toes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7B6zQ5oypJM/Tl1Gp3eXfjI/AAAAAAAABH4/MmBvcmWYb9U/s1600/IMG_5457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7B6zQ5oypJM/Tl1Gp3eXfjI/AAAAAAAABH4/MmBvcmWYb9U/s640/IMG_5457.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What defines beauty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6-WMupPGEas/Tl1GsMISYtI/AAAAAAAABH8/QnVLbvxhLv4/s1600/IMG_5463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6-WMupPGEas/Tl1GsMISYtI/AAAAAAAABH8/QnVLbvxhLv4/s640/IMG_5463.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Is it a baby's first cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FBoX_ubwH0w/Tl1GvbhF9gI/AAAAAAAABIE/3mJ0r9Wu6uo/s1600/IMG_5553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FBoX_ubwH0w/Tl1GvbhF9gI/AAAAAAAABIE/3mJ0r9Wu6uo/s640/IMG_5553.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;a sweet little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Of-2XwZKA8Y/Tl1GypEMn7I/AAAAAAAABIM/KgC7aB1jMNU/s1600/IMG_5649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Of-2XwZKA8Y/Tl1GypEMn7I/AAAAAAAABIM/KgC7aB1jMNU/s640/IMG_5649.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;or the love a father has for his children?&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/-Osd3IxVDFa4/Tl1G5hgFaHI/AAAAAAAABIc/5H6i0xBM-PQ/s1600/IMG_5709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Osd3IxVDFa4/Tl1G5hgFaHI/AAAAAAAABIc/5H6i0xBM-PQ/s640/IMG_5709.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What defines love?&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/-ki8yP1YHGgs/Tl1GwXw995I/AAAAAAAABII/D5iJTzf7QgM/s1600/IMG_5618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ki8yP1YHGgs/Tl1GwXw995I/AAAAAAAABII/D5iJTzf7QgM/s640/IMG_5618.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Could I describe love if I tried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X8WE5s-PWzU/Tl1HMssrhWI/AAAAAAAABIo/zGDu7ZXzwcU/s1600/IMG_5684.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X8WE5s-PWzU/Tl1HMssrhWI/AAAAAAAABIo/zGDu7ZXzwcU/s640/IMG_5684.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Or that feeling I get when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-XXDTKuEcE/Tl1G3a2t5wI/AAAAAAAABIY/dO9AGiljiKQ/s1600/IMG_5706.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-XXDTKuEcE/Tl1G3a2t5wI/AAAAAAAABIY/dO9AGiljiKQ/s640/IMG_5706.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I count all the treasures&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/-O6fOL4E2-qQ/Tl1HKQTGXrI/AAAAAAAABIk/xfG5ictxg0A/s1600/IMG_5607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O6fOL4E2-qQ/Tl1HKQTGXrI/AAAAAAAABIk/xfG5ictxg0A/s640/IMG_5607.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;my Father has blessed me with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&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/8936534027032097902-8279355674056561594?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8279355674056561594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/definitons.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8279355674056561594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8279355674056561594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/definitons.html' title='Definitons'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvXXWFfj6dk/Tl1GtYTm1bI/AAAAAAAABIA/KW_1vqgRp6g/s72-c/IMG_5526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-8697865647308751934</id><published>2011-08-30T15:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T15:06:40.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Six Weeks??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today, Aubrey Lane is SIX WEEKS OLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yes... yes it has- for those of you saying, "Has it really been six weeks already?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And what is Aubrey Lane doing, and where is she doing it at on her six weeks birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Unfortunately, Aubrey Lane is a patient at Our Lady of the Lake's Children's Hospital!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yesterday afternoon, I found a rash on Aubrey Lane and called the pediatrician who informed me it was probably nothing more than a little newborn rash. &amp;nbsp;A couple hours later, she started to run a little fever (of course after hours). &amp;nbsp;So we ended up in the Lake's pediatric emergency room. &amp;nbsp;The fever was low, but since she is under 12 weeks old they felt they needed to rule out the super scary stuff like spinal meningitis. &amp;nbsp;So my sweet baby underwent several sticks to get some blood work and a lumbar puncture to check her spinal fluid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now, I thought that being Jude's mom and all I've been through with him would toughen me up for anything else down the road. &amp;nbsp;Well I was wrong because seeing Aubrey get stuck broke my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Praise. The. Lord. that the blood and spinal fluid cultures have all been normal. &amp;nbsp;Her CBC blood work showed she probably has nothing more than a little virus that's causing the fever and the rash. However, the doctors decided to keep Aubrey for 48 hour observation to get IV antibiotics just in case any of her cultures start to show something. &amp;nbsp;That 48 hours ends tomorrow night which means she will get discharged Thursday morning if all goes well. &amp;nbsp;The doctors have admitted that this stay is probably just overkill, but they don't want to take any risk with her being so young. &amp;nbsp;Which is fine by me; I'd rather be extra careful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sx2E71o1JEE/Tl0_fle31mI/AAAAAAAABHw/twoH1vWuOu8/s1600/IMG_0324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sx2E71o1JEE/Tl0_fle31mI/AAAAAAAABHw/twoH1vWuOu8/s640/IMG_0324.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My sweet girl is doing good. &amp;nbsp;She is still running a low fever and very sleepy but I know God will keep her safe just like He has from the beginning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's crazy to write that about someone other than Jude being in the hospital. &amp;nbsp;Jude is doing great. &amp;nbsp;He started preschool yesterday and he loves it. &amp;nbsp;Cries when we leave the building. &amp;nbsp;Jude and Lane are actually here at the hospital right now visiting their sweet baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XKwQiMJlys/Tl0_gSQXpvI/AAAAAAAABH0/2CokxRQoYK0/s1600/IMG_0328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XKwQiMJlys/Tl0_gSQXpvI/AAAAAAAABH0/2CokxRQoYK0/s640/IMG_0328.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Please pray for our family as we are getting a crash course in learning how to balance the needs of two children now. &amp;nbsp;And of course, please pray that Aubrey Lane heals quickly and the tests all remain negative. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-8697865647308751934?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8697865647308751934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-six-weeks.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8697865647308751934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/8697865647308751934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-six-weeks.html' title='Happy Six Weeks??'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sx2E71o1JEE/Tl0_fle31mI/AAAAAAAABHw/twoH1vWuOu8/s72-c/IMG_0324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-4777576111281360245</id><published>2011-08-16T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T14:36:06.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is FLYING By</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can't believe that it is already mid August and I am just now making my first blog post for the month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well... actually, I can believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Life has been a little busy the past month, to say the least. &amp;nbsp;And blogging or anything to do with the computer, among lots of other things, has simply not been on my list of priorities. &amp;nbsp;All the energy I had before Aubrey Lane was born has completely diminished. &amp;nbsp;I nested and kept my house pretty clean before her arrival... now I would be embarrassed for anyone to know how long it's been since my floors were mopped :-/ &amp;nbsp;My joke I tell lately is that getting my teeth brushed before noon is an accomplishment these days... however, there is more truth than comedy to that statement. &amp;nbsp;Regardless we have truly enjoyed our new family of four!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Life has been good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It has been hard, but it has definitely been good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Can you believe that Aubrey Lane is FOUR WEEKS old today?!?! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I can't! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But she is. &amp;nbsp;She will be a month old this Friday. &amp;nbsp;And she is growing like a weed! She weighs over 8 pounds and no longer has that dazed, cross-eyed newborn look. &amp;nbsp;Her looks have changed as she grows; she has her own unique look; not just a baby look. (makes me sad how quickly she is growing) She is tracking and discovering new things everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Like her big brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jude has also noticed that there is a new family member in the home. &amp;nbsp;However, it hasn't affected him much. &amp;nbsp;He observes her with a calm curiosity from time to time, but carries out his regular routine for the most part. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-iGhPNYPe-XU/TkrA_3EhK8I/AAAAAAAABHg/OppldjXDLdI/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGhPNYPe-XU/TkrA_3EhK8I/AAAAAAAABHg/OppldjXDLdI/s640/DSC_0138.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HRPtKKFKVz8/TkrBYn7tVII/AAAAAAAABHk/jwYhhAjoGlE/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HRPtKKFKVz8/TkrBYn7tVII/AAAAAAAABHk/jwYhhAjoGlE/s640/DSC_0145.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These pictures were taken the day we came home from the hospital. &amp;nbsp;She has grown so much since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now that school is starting that routine is going to change for all of us. &amp;nbsp;Jude will be starting back at LSU Preschool and also doing some homebound services through our local preschool. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Actually, I'm pretty excited about all of these changes. &amp;nbsp;Right now, I am still under restriction not to lift anything over 10 pounds so that means that caring for Jude leaves me completely dependent among other people. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully, in two weeks my doctor will release me to a "normal" lifestyle, whatever normal is for my family now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hope everyone is enjoying the last bits of their summer. &amp;nbsp;It sure did fly by, as does all time these days. &amp;nbsp;Make sure you are making the most of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't be afraid of death, Winnie. &amp;nbsp;Be afraid of the unlived life."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -Angus Tuck from Tuck Everlasting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&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/8936534027032097902-4777576111281360245?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4777576111281360245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-is-flying-by.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4777576111281360245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4777576111281360245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-is-flying-by.html' title='Time is FLYING By'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGhPNYPe-XU/TkrA_3EhK8I/AAAAAAAABHg/OppldjXDLdI/s72-c/DSC_0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-3392412440037244877</id><published>2011-07-30T20:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T20:43:21.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miracle of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We were so fortunate to be able to have Christi Santangelo of Santangelo Photography in the delivery room to capture the miracle of life in photographs for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These photographs are precious to us as Christi captured the precious moments of our daughter's birth. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These pictures preserve memories and emotions that we could have never captured on our own. &amp;nbsp;I cried like a baby viewing them for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christi did an amazing job and we are so thankful to have these cherished memories in pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;*There were around 300 pictures total!! So this is just a summary of all the wonderful memories preserved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;Every good and perfect gift is from above…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;James 1:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27100144?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/27100144"&gt;Hello, Aubrey Lane!&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user5106704"&gt;The Mustard Seed&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;"I prayed for this child, and the Lord has granted what I asked of Him…"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;1 Samuel 1:27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;I hope you enjoyed watching this video as much as I enjoy watching it... over and over again ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8936534027032097902-3392412440037244877?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3392412440037244877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/miracle-of-life.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3392412440037244877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/3392412440037244877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/miracle-of-life.html' title='The Miracle of Life'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-789366452098088502</id><published>2011-07-30T08:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T08:59:26.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Redhead's Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;With all the excitement of Aubrey Lane's much anticipated arrival, I haven't posted many pictures of Jude this summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, just so you know, Jude has had, up until this point, a very fun filled summer. &amp;nbsp;We wanted to make sure that we got some good quality time in with him before life changed for everyone. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We've gone to the zoo, the movies, the pool, the beach, the playground (well until it got too hot- living in Louisiana means that outdoor summer activities must involve water), and so on... We even drove about 30 minutes to watch 20 minutes worth of fireworks ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jude's favorite activities have, of course, been those involving water. &amp;nbsp;Mostly the pool at his cousins' Cade and Katie's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZQPIDpEo9U/TjQIDmwFnYI/AAAAAAAABHQ/VSuYvOss96s/s1600/DSC_1640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZQPIDpEo9U/TjQIDmwFnYI/AAAAAAAABHQ/VSuYvOss96s/s640/DSC_1640.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7yOvIL2OS0E/TjQIdmlVaFI/AAAAAAAABHU/ad_BC7mzAro/s1600/DSC_1644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7yOvIL2OS0E/TjQIdmlVaFI/AAAAAAAABHU/ad_BC7mzAro/s640/DSC_1644.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jude also got to participate in Vacation Bible School for the first time at our church this year! (while I taught nine months preggo) He had his very own shadow that helped him everywhere during the day. &amp;nbsp;He had a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NztT0bvRvg/TjQIvesGULI/AAAAAAAABHY/8UfFCZo40VI/s1600/DSC_1680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NztT0bvRvg/TjQIvesGULI/AAAAAAAABHY/8UfFCZo40VI/s640/DSC_1680.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HxM-tVQ7FCA/TjQJLgemE1I/AAAAAAAABHc/kAzhHw1-nOY/s1600/DSC_1687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HxM-tVQ7FCA/TjQJLgemE1I/AAAAAAAABHc/kAzhHw1-nOY/s640/DSC_1687.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Although summer hasn't quite drawn to a close just yet, our activities for the next month will be somewhat limited due to my healing from delivery. &amp;nbsp;(Which is going well by the way, just a little sore and completely restricted from lifting Jude for any reason other than to save his life) &amp;nbsp;And soon Jude will start school back at LSU! &amp;nbsp;It's going to be quite a busy time for all of us, but I'm sure we are going to adjust and manage just fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Speaking of adjusting... Jude has not missed a beat with our newest addition. &amp;nbsp;He has been very sweet and hasn't acted out or shown any jealousy at all. &amp;nbsp;I know he doesn't fully understand who Aubrey Lane is or why she is here, but I know he's going to love her very much! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Oh.. and I have all the birth photos from our AWESOME photographer. &amp;nbsp;Some of the photos are obviously a little too... ummm... intimate to share, but all of them are precious so I'll be sharing some more of them when I find some free time. &amp;nbsp;However, I don't know how soon that will be since I spend most of my free time catching up on my sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, I hope everyone is having a great weekend! &amp;nbsp;We are going to get out of the house today so I'm super excited! &amp;nbsp;So I need to go get a couple kiddos ready. &amp;nbsp;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&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/8936534027032097902-789366452098088502?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/789366452098088502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-redheads-summer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/789366452098088502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/789366452098088502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-redheads-summer.html' title='My Redhead&apos;s Summer'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZQPIDpEo9U/TjQIDmwFnYI/AAAAAAAABHQ/VSuYvOss96s/s72-c/DSC_1640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-1607296062508965516</id><published>2011-07-21T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T12:24:39.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She has a name!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After two days of remaining nameless, our sweet baby girl now has a name chosen for her by her daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lane, Jude, and I are so excited to announce that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 72.0px 'Snell Roundhand'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aubrey Lane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;is the newest member of our family and we are so in love with her already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Not only is she named after her own father (which was my idea and I just love that I have a son and now a daughter that are both named after their daddy), but both my grandfather and my father bear the name Aubrey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The name fits her perfectly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For all our friends and family who would like to see more of Aubrey Lane's birth photos, our wonderful photographer has posted some more highlights on her Santangelo Photography facebook page. &amp;nbsp;You can view them by clicking&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Santangelo-Photography/106822169347934"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! Then click on the "births" photo album!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 48.0px Kokonor; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 48.0px Kokonor; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&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/8936534027032097902-1607296062508965516?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1607296062508965516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/she-has-name.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/1607296062508965516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/1607296062508965516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/she-has-name.html' title='She has a name!!!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-9066665829850315962</id><published>2011-07-20T09:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:24:13.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Sweet Pea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-style: italic;"&gt;Photographs provided by Santangelo Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-oytLh3D9A/TibdYCz0JJI/AAAAAAAABG0/PxVT6ntuPbM/s1600/IMG_4149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-oytLh3D9A/TibdYCz0JJI/AAAAAAAABG0/PxVT6ntuPbM/s640/IMG_4149.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Getting to kiss my daughter for the first time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF_B8aQdt8A/Tibdt4a5y8I/AAAAAAAABG4/HArFpyxLmHc/s1600/IMG_4317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF_B8aQdt8A/Tibdt4a5y8I/AAAAAAAABG4/HArFpyxLmHc/s640/IMG_4317.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwNYqiwjj-o/TibhDoA6d5I/AAAAAAAABHI/pAF9YJciU74/s1600/IMG_4323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwNYqiwjj-o/TibhDoA6d5I/AAAAAAAABHI/pAF9YJciU74/s640/IMG_4323.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Such a sweet girl and good baby already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OHctmnbvzU/TibeD0_U4JI/AAAAAAAABG8/hajFtEgK2Mc/s1600/IMG_4321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OHctmnbvzU/TibeD0_U4JI/AAAAAAAABG8/hajFtEgK2Mc/s640/IMG_4321.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Perfectly perfect in every way! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aog1MnnVvPs/TibhnNlUkUI/AAAAAAAABHM/3ljzA5Bw2cs/s1600/IMG_4370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aog1MnnVvPs/TibhnNlUkUI/AAAAAAAABHM/3ljzA5Bw2cs/s640/IMG_4370.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Could I be anymore blessed?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just when I think that the Lord has given me all the testimony of His glory I can stand, He adds another chapter! &amp;nbsp;Praise God from whom all blessings flow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photographs provided by Santangelo Photography&lt;/i&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/8936534027032097902-9066665829850315962?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9066665829850315962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/meet-sweet-pea.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/9066665829850315962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/9066665829850315962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/meet-sweet-pea.html' title='Meet Sweet Pea!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-oytLh3D9A/TibdYCz0JJI/AAAAAAAABG0/PxVT6ntuPbM/s72-c/IMG_4149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-7219818722828794667</id><published>2011-07-19T19:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T09:00:49.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIRTH ANNOUNCEMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Jude would like to announce to you the birth of his little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 96.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;SISTER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Our sweet girl arrived at 8:26 am weighing 6 pounds and 9.5 ounces!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;She is perfectly perfect in every way and bears a slight resemblance to her big brother with a headful of dark wavy hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;She has yet to be named because nothing seems good enough for her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Testimony:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;As most of you know, I desired to have a VBAC if possible.&amp;nbsp; However, my body refused to cooperate so I had a scheduled cesarean section this morning.&amp;nbsp; After the baby was born the doctor told me that my body had not shown any signs of progressing towards labor.&amp;nbsp; She also told me that our sweet girl had the cord wrapped around her neck!&amp;nbsp; She had not been strangled by it, but had I gone into labor, we could have lost our Sweet Pea!&amp;nbsp; Thank God that His plans are so much better than our own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Thanks so much for your prayers.&amp;nbsp; The delivery and recovery went unbelievably smooth today and we are so blessed to have a daughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I will update with pictures and a name as soon as I can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Lane and Angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 36.0px 'Marker Felt'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 39.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&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/8936534027032097902-7219818722828794667?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7219818722828794667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/birth-announcement.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/7219818722828794667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/7219818722828794667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/birth-announcement.html' title='A BIRTH ANNOUNCEMENT'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-6223565880628162207</id><published>2011-07-19T04:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:15:11.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, the baby is on its way!</title><content type='html'>That's right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are on the way to the hospital this morning to have our Sweet Pea/ Butter Bean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my mutliple efforts, I never did go into labor so I have a scheduled cesarean section for 8 this morning.  But we know this is God's plan for the baby's arrival, so we are okay with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a very exciting 10 months and surprisingly easy!  I have enjoyed sharing all my baby adventures with you, and my family has been overwhelmingly blessed by your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update everyone in the next day or so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Lane, Angel, Jude, and Sweet Pea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-6223565880628162207?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6223565880628162207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/honey-baby-is-on-its-way.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6223565880628162207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6223565880628162207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/honey-baby-is-on-its-way.html' title='Honey, the baby is on its way!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-6702768973738361768</id><published>2011-07-14T05:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T05:51:01.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>39 Weeks!!! All I can say is WOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today, I am officially 39 weeks pregnant!&amp;nbsp; A few weeks ago, I was sure I would have a sweet baby in my arms by now.&amp;nbsp; However, plans have changed over and over again... but I'm fine letting my bun in the oven "cook" as long as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This morning, I will see both the specialists at Maternal Fetal Medicine and the OB filling in for my doctor.&amp;nbsp; This will be my last appointment before my scheduled cesarean section on &lt;strong&gt;July the 19th!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;That is unless I go into labor beforehand... which would be a miracle in itself given that I haven't dilated a bit.&amp;nbsp; I'm even willing to bet money that I still won't be progressed when they examine me in a bit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm still praying very hard though!&amp;nbsp; I have five more days for it to happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These are our last days as a family of three and Jude's last days as an only child.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, this makes me a little sad.&amp;nbsp; My redhead has been my world for the past four years and I can't imagine making him share his title now.&amp;nbsp; But everyone says this is normal and I'll be surprised at how much my heart grows in seconds to love both children beyond belief.&amp;nbsp; I'm waiting for that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now we still are kind of scrambling to gather things for Sweet Pea.&amp;nbsp; Jude's toddler bed has yet to arrive, so no crib just yet.&amp;nbsp; I still can't make my mind up on a double stroller, so in turn, I still don't have a carseat for my baby.&amp;nbsp; And I never made a decision on which white paint to use, hence the nursery is still "wheat grass" yellow (I loved it at first, but it's starting to really hurt my eyes).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The good news is, the toddler bed should be here Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I can swing into Babies R Us and get a carseat as soon as I make up my mind.&amp;nbsp; And I can probably manage to get the nursery painted Saturday while my hubby is assembling the toddler bed (&lt;em&gt;as long as I make up my mind on what color of white-&amp;nbsp; I could really use some decorating advice here.&amp;nbsp; My trim is bright white, but I want a softer, off or linen white on the walls, would this look bad or anyone done this and have a specific color suggestion???&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well.. that's really it for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Oh and a wee bit of information about the delivery of Sweet Pea for my friends in family- in case I do go into labor and don't have time to get the message out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To my family and friends who are planning to be present at the hospital during the delivery:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lane and I requesting that no photos be taken of the baby with your phone until the okay is given.&amp;nbsp; This is to prevent any pictures to be texted or posted onto Facebook.&amp;nbsp; We are also asking that you do not&amp;nbsp;send any texts or make any Facebook posts about the baby- especially the gender and name of the baby!&amp;nbsp; We want to give family and friends who are planning to visit later the opportunity to meet the baby in person instead of via text or Facebook.&amp;nbsp; When we are ready, we will make a birth announcement here on The Mustard Seed.&amp;nbsp; I hope this doesn't upset anyone; Lane and I just feel like since we have patiently waited for this special baby, we would like to have the honor of publicly announcing the birth of our sweet baby and Jude's younger sibling.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for your cooperation!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8936534027032097902-6702768973738361768?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6702768973738361768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/39-weeks-all-i-can-say-is-wow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6702768973738361768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/6702768973738361768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/39-weeks-all-i-can-say-is-wow.html' title='39 Weeks!!! All I can say is WOW!!'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-1289114957028109460</id><published>2011-07-07T11:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T11:25:39.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sprinkled" with Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now that things have slowed down around here for five minutes, I have time to put up a few pictures from my Baby Sprinkle.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Plus, I have Sweet Pea updates at the bottom of the post!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oojfqZ6ykSc/ThXS_y-4S9I/AAAAAAAABGw/5rw_XNnwKbg/s1600/IMG_0886.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oojfqZ6ykSc/ThXS_y-4S9I/AAAAAAAABGw/5rw_XNnwKbg/s640/IMG_0886.PNG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This was Sweet Pea's beautiful diaper cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcksqJPvbdE/ThXQUgIyTuI/AAAAAAAABGo/xlZ6BilNlVI/s1600/DSC_1698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcksqJPvbdE/ThXQUgIyTuI/AAAAAAAABGo/xlZ6BilNlVI/s640/DSC_1698.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;made by my beautiful friend, Sarah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-fDXDDCj2xlU/ThXS8RiyQFI/AAAAAAAABGs/sLcuH801kfQ/s1600/IMG_0073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDXDDCj2xlU/ThXS8RiyQFI/AAAAAAAABGs/sLcuH801kfQ/s640/IMG_0073.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These were my sweet hostesses with the "Thank you" bags I gave them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;By opening their home, sending adorable invitations, making a precious corsage, filling the table with delicious food and the best punch ever, these ladies are absolutely the bestest ever! &amp;nbsp;I was so touched by all the blessings and love that was "sprinkled" -poured would be a better verb- on Sweet Pea and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now for the Sweet Pea news... &amp;nbsp;Yesterday I went back to the specialists at Maternal Fetal Medicine. They did another ultrasound and the baby looked fantastic. &amp;nbsp;They didn't measure the baby yesterday, but said that they would do that next week.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If most of you remember, the doctor last week did not want me to carry the baby past 39 weeks, and that the baby could possibly delivered this week. &amp;nbsp;This news caused some disappointment on my part because it would limit my time on attempting labor and put me delivering when my doctor was out of town. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;However, as the week went on, my disappointment gave way to excitement and anticipation of the arrival of my Sweet Pea! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then yesterday, I saw a different specialist with a different prognosis. &amp;nbsp;This doctor felt that my scheduled cesarean section date, July 19th, was fine as long as the baby still looked good at my next visit. &amp;nbsp;(He explained that if the baby was distressed, they would take it that day which is a given.) &amp;nbsp;I was very happy that my doctor would be able to deliver our baby, but not quite sure what to do with the two more weeks we were given to wait after being prepared to have a baby this week. &amp;nbsp;The exciting part is the baby is doing so well. &amp;nbsp;The doctor said that their was really no cause for me remaining a patient, but they would see me one more time until I deliver.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then, I saw my doctor and shared the news from MFM with her. &amp;nbsp;She seemed just as elated as I was that she was going to be a part of the delivery. &amp;nbsp;We went over my birth plan one final time (since she will be out next week) and talked about what to do if I go into labor before that time. &amp;nbsp;However, examination, once again, showed no dilation or progress towards labor. &amp;nbsp;I even had two contractions during my examination that the doctor noticed. &amp;nbsp;Once again, she was encouraging and told me that a lot could happen in two weeks especially since I am contracting. &amp;nbsp;I did feel encouraged by her words, but I am beginning to mentally prepare myself for a section.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I told Lane that the reason this process is taking so long is because I am too prepared. &amp;nbsp;For those of you who know me, I am rarely prepared for anything and always late for everything. &amp;nbsp;For the past week, I have been breaking my back to get prepared for baby. &amp;nbsp;We have rearranged furniture, cleaned every inch of the house, shampooed carpets, polished floors, washed baby clothes, sterilized feeding supplies, and packed bags for the hospital. &amp;nbsp;I told Lane, I was unpacking the bags and just waiting for the 19th or the "moment" whichever comes first. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meanwhile, everything is done so I have two weeks to enjoy with my favorite boys and relax. &amp;nbsp;So that's just what I intend to do!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Thursday,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8936534027032097902-1289114957028109460?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1289114957028109460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/sprinkled-with-blessings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/1289114957028109460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/1289114957028109460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/sprinkled-with-blessings.html' title='&quot;Sprinkled&quot; with Blessings'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oojfqZ6ykSc/ThXS_y-4S9I/AAAAAAAABGw/5rw_XNnwKbg/s72-c/IMG_0886.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-4838613910885153499</id><published>2011-07-05T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T12:28:52.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Baby Yet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well... I am officially full term; 37 weeks and 6 days! This is the most pregnant I have ever been because my sweet Jude came at 37 weeks exactly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I was really hoping to go into labor yesterday ;-) &amp;nbsp;I knew my doctor was on call yesterday. &amp;nbsp;But Sweet Pea has decided to stay a little longer. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying not to get discouraged and keep positive. &amp;nbsp;I still have until Sunday to have my doctor deliver this baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Unfortunately, I don't have any idea at this point when my Sweet Pea will be arriving. &amp;nbsp;I will see my doctors again tomorrow and will get answers then on when and how the baby will be arriving. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Even though I don't have any answers now, I'm still very excited and anxious that it could be as soon as tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Since tomorrow could be the day, I am going to get a pedicure today and relax a little from the busy weekend we had--&amp;gt; Our Jude dude was very sick all weekend, and we spent a lot of time getting ready for the baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well that's really it for now.. since I don't really have any news to share. &amp;nbsp;I'll have my bags packed with me tomorrow just in case, and I'll try to update when I can. &amp;nbsp;Still keeping my fingers crossed to go into labor on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hope you all had a great holiday weekend. &amp;nbsp;I am going to try to post some cute pics later of what's been going on around the house the past week. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lots of hugs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&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/8936534027032097902-4838613910885153499?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4838613910885153499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-baby-yet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4838613910885153499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4838613910885153499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-baby-yet.html' title='No Baby Yet...'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-5625816893563045783</id><published>2011-06-28T22:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T22:09:25.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buying more time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well... &amp;nbsp;we got some very good reports today! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The first appointment was a little disappointing. &amp;nbsp;My doctor did my examination and found that I hadn't dilated at all! &amp;nbsp;She also said that although the baby had dropped, it was not low enough to cause dilation. &amp;nbsp;I just couldn't understand how I'm not dilated with all the contractions I'm having. &amp;nbsp;She could tell I was disappointed and explained that I wasn't even 37 weeks yet so not to get too discouraged. &amp;nbsp;She also said that although she normally doesn't, that she would induce me if my body started progressing towards labor. &amp;nbsp;We agreed to just wait and see what kind of call MFM made today. &amp;nbsp;So even though I was not pleased with the zero progress I had made, I was okay with the overall plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This afternoon, I had my ultrasound at Maternal Fetal Medicine. &amp;nbsp;The baby did wonderful. &amp;nbsp;It practiced it's breathing and moving and got a perfect 8 out of 8 score after about 5 minutes into the test. &amp;nbsp;Then I held my breath as the technician measured everything. &amp;nbsp;She told me that the baby was estimated to weigh about 5 pounds and 3 ounces! &amp;nbsp;That's almost a pound of growth in a week! &amp;nbsp;So the baby is no longer very worrisome; still on the petite side but no longer critical. &amp;nbsp;So the doctor seemed pleased. &amp;nbsp;He said they would continue to see me weekly through the end of my pregnancy. &amp;nbsp;So we are buying time one week at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On the other hand, the doctor does want to take the baby around 38 to 39 weeks via cesarean section. &amp;nbsp;I was overwhelmingly disappointed. &amp;nbsp;He said it is very unlikely that I would go into labor before that time and he doesn't want to leave the baby for the full 40 weeks. &amp;nbsp;He also said that since I will be considered full term next week, that if the baby looks even a little bit worrisome at any point that they will deliver it that day. &amp;nbsp;So he advised me to have me to have my bags in my car at every appointment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The other very stressful news is that my doctor is out of the office my 39th week. &amp;nbsp;So unless the baby is born next week, I forgo the luxury of having my doctor, my wonderful, compassionate doctor, deliver my Sweet Pea. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I left the office feeling so blessed by the very good news about the baby. &amp;nbsp;However, I was in a new stress over all the disappointing news. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it was the hormones, but I was a mess of tears on the phone with my husband as I left the hospital. I was so happy and disappointed all at the same time. &amp;nbsp;Don't get me wrong, the baby's health takes precedence over my simple desires!! &amp;nbsp;I guess I just wanted an all around typical pregnancy since the my last one went every way but right. &amp;nbsp;But I keep reminding myself that planned sections and different doctors are very typical... and unimportant in the grand scheme of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My next appointments are on Wednesday, so we bought one more week to get ready for baby. &amp;nbsp;I actually went to Babies R Us to start slowly gathering things for Sweet Pea. &amp;nbsp;Jude had a lot to share... we already have a swing, bouncer, and we are debating on whether or not to use Jude's crib and put our big boy in a different toddler bed. &amp;nbsp;But a lot of Jude's stuff has been used for nearly FOUR YEARS and would need replacing anyway- I bought a new changing pad cover today since the one we currently have looks awful. &amp;nbsp;This weekend, Lane and I are going back to Babies R Us to buy bottles, a car carrier, a double stroller, and a few other gifts for our Sweet Pea as well as a toddler bed and a couple of new mattresses for our sweet kiddos. &amp;nbsp;I'm so excited but overwhelmed- I'm the MOST indecisive person in the world and I drive myself crazy!! &amp;nbsp;I have been to the baby store and test drove every double stroller and looked at every bottle at least ten times and still don't have a decision on anything :-/ &amp;nbsp;Suggestions welcome ;-) {My indecisive nature is one reason we yet to have a name for our Sweet Pea.} &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We are also planning on shampooing all the carpets and painting the children's room (another thing I can't decide on- the right color of white to paint) before next week's appointment. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;All this is so trivial, but honestly I am actually welcoming trivial activities right now. &amp;nbsp;I have been through plenty of major activities for the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;*****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now for some Jude news:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He is still doing wonderful and crawling EVERYWHERE!!! &amp;nbsp;His development has just blossomed over the past few weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tomorrow we will see his GI specialist because we think his reflux is getting worse and need to figure out something to do about it. &amp;nbsp;The reflux is making eating by mouth next to nonexistent lately.. &amp;nbsp;Not very encouraging on that part. &amp;nbsp;So hopefully we will get some answers tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It is an incredibly busy week, but I am so thankful for the path my Father has chosen for me. &amp;nbsp;Hope you all are in His path as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thank you for your prayers for today, and thank you for prayers for my friend! &amp;nbsp;The Lord hears our prayers!!&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/8936534027032097902-5625816893563045783?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5625816893563045783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/buying-more-time.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/5625816893563045783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/5625816893563045783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/buying-more-time.html' title='Buying more time...'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-1888337048930884225</id><published>2011-06-28T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T07:30:03.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for anything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Good Morning! &amp;nbsp;I hope everyone is having a great week so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today is the day that I go back to my doctors to check on Sweet Pea's growth and weight gain. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;First I will see my regular doctor this morning. &amp;nbsp;Thank heavens she is back because I am really not in the mood for someone new at a time like this. &amp;nbsp;Her appointment will be quick and easy. &amp;nbsp;I'll just get an examination to see if I have made any progress towards delivery. &amp;nbsp;Which I PRAY I have because I've dropped significantly over the past few days and have more and more contractions everyday... so I will be a little disappointed if I haven't dilated any- I'm still aiming to have this baby next week around the 4th through the 8th when my doctor is on call!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have a few hours after that appointment- so maybe I'll get to swing by and see my cousin who was induced very early this morning, bring my redhead home for a nap, or get some items I need for Sweet Pea from Babies R Us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then this afternoon, I will see my doctor at Maternal Fetal Medicine again for another ultrasound and non-stress test on the baby. &amp;nbsp;I have a peace that everything is going to be fine... right now anyway. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure I'll be very anxious walking into the clinic. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;They'll be checking first to see if the baby is still growing. &amp;nbsp;Then, they'll check to make sure it is moving well and practicing it's breathing. &amp;nbsp;These little tests will all conclude if the baby is in distress or not and if the baby should be born soon or can wait a little longer. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now like I said, I do feel a peace right now. &amp;nbsp;I've been praying for this baby for a long long time, and I feel in my heart that despite the baby's size, it's healthy. &amp;nbsp;Plus the baby has been just as active as ever so I feel like it's not in any distress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Nevertheless, it would be absolutely naive of me to not prepare to hear otherwise. &amp;nbsp;For all I know the specialist will feel that the baby is in distress and decide that today is the day it will come. &amp;nbsp;So I have my bag and Sweet Pea's bag packed in the truck... just in case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I know I don't even have to ask for prayers. &amp;nbsp;You have all been so faithful to intercede for my family. &amp;nbsp;We are so very blessed by this fact. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;That being said, what I'm about to tell you, by no means, is a denial of your prayers. &amp;nbsp;I still covet them greatly! &amp;nbsp;But this morning, when you pray, their is another family that needs your prayers much more than my family. &amp;nbsp;If you would, please lift up the Garcia family in prayer! &amp;nbsp;Kim, my dear friend and one of my redhead's biggest fans, is battling cancer for the second time. &amp;nbsp;She has been given no hope, yet she praises our Father with a fierce determination! &amp;nbsp;Right now, the cancer is bringing her a great deal of pain. &amp;nbsp;Please pray specifically that her pain be taken away, a peace and strength be given to the entire family, that the Lord will do a miracle healing in her body, and most importantly that our sweet Father's precious name is glorified through all of this! &amp;nbsp;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will update on Sweet Pea's status as soon as I have the chance. &amp;nbsp;Lots and lots of hugs to all of you!&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/8936534027032097902-1888337048930884225?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1888337048930884225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/preparing-for-anything.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/1888337048930884225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/1888337048930884225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/preparing-for-anything.html' title='Preparing for anything...'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-4943933059882257655</id><published>2011-06-26T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T01:05:30.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nestings, Sprinkles, and Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today has been a very, very nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I woke up before the alarm went off with a need to clean. &amp;nbsp;I was so surprised by this because I taught at Vacation Bible School all week; I figured I would want to sleep in. &amp;nbsp;Instead, my poor sweet husband woke up to his pregnant wife making a "to do" list for the day. &amp;nbsp;From that moment on, I didn't stop... my need to nest was just way too strong. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I dusted, vacuumed, wiped down window seals, mopped, steam cleaned the sofa, cleaned bathrooms, defrosted a freezer, organized, and so on and so on. &amp;nbsp;My mom came by (when I say came by, it's really a planned visit because she lives almost an hour and a half away), but I didn't even stop to sit and visit with her. &amp;nbsp;I kept mopping and talking to her all the while. &amp;nbsp;Actually I was so thankful she stopped by. &amp;nbsp;My redhead was at his limit with cartoons and was about to require some Mommy playtime, but his Maw Maw came in and played with him. &amp;nbsp;All the while, my poor husband was following behind, trying to keep up, and scratching things off the list too. &amp;nbsp;He was so sweet to just give in and let me go nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Next I gathered some tiny little outfits and a couple of blankets and packed them in a diaper bag for the hospital ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then, while my mom played with Jude, I got ready for my Baby Sprinkle-- I put on my blue dress and my sweet hubby painted my toenails for me since I can't reach them these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I headed over to my sister-in-law's house where I was welcomed and loved on by some of the sweetest ladies I know. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I was "sprinkled" with some cute gifts including a precious sweet pea themed baby book and a pedicure from one of my best friends, an awesome Thirty-One bag full of goodies from my girls in the church nursery, some adorable gifts from my Bible Study teacher, a cute sweet pea themed layette from a very sweet lady, the most beautiful diaper cake I have ever seen (I'll never have the heart to take it apart) made by a precious friend who is becoming more dear to my heart everyday, and an abundance of diapers, wipes, and way too generous gift cards from family and friends who love me too much! {I plan to have some pictures up soon!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lane, Jude, Sweet Pea, and I are incredibly blessed by all the outpouring of generosity and love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tonight, Lane and I were treated to a pancake breakfast dinner by his parents. &amp;nbsp;{I have been craving pancakes for a while now.} We got some good visiting time in and some good food in our tummies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This week, Lane and I are going to pick up a baby carrier and double stroller, along with some other goodies needed for Sweet Pea's arrival... I can't believe my baby will be here so soon. &amp;nbsp;I have actually had three contractions while typing this post! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Speaking of the baby, I have been feeling much better and much more encouraged about the health of the baby over the past few days. &amp;nbsp;I really believe that everything is fine with the baby. &amp;nbsp;We go back to see my doctor and Maternal Fetal Medicine Tuesday and will find out if the baby is picking up on its growth. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I know everyone is praying hard for us and I could never put into words just how much this means to us! &amp;nbsp;Please keep praying for us. &amp;nbsp;Please pray the baby picks up its growth rate! Please pray for a safe delivery without the need for a cesarian and most importantly for a healthy baby! &amp;nbsp;However, please join us in giving thanks that our Father is who He is and the His plan is PERFECT! &amp;nbsp;We want His precious name glorified through all of this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&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/8936534027032097902-4943933059882257655?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4943933059882257655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/nestings-sprinkles-and-blessings.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4943933059882257655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8936534027032097902/posts/default/4943933059882257655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/nestings-sprinkles-and-blessings.html' title='Nestings, Sprinkles, and Blessings'/><author><name>The Mustard Seed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14103251317872770464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_So4oD3c3FKk/TMKMJwVWx7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/NEnSNtjZTRQ/S220/IMG_4870.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8936534027032097902.post-2170929071419844777</id><published>2011-06-21T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:40:42.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The other shoe finally dropped...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So today was a pretty tough day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I debated on whether or not I should share this.&amp;nbsp; I really want this blog to be a source of encouragement; however today I am very discouraged.&amp;nbsp; Ultimately I decided that this blog is such a vessel of prayer for my family.. and we really need prayers now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It started good with a physical therapy session with Jude where he crawled for her once again.&amp;nbsp; After he displayed his new physical ability, the therapist sang his praises and mentioned how she thought she would never see him crawl.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to hear that Jude has once again amazed someone.. only by the Grace of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Then I went to the maternity shop to search for a cute maternity dress to wear this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Some of my very, very sweet friends and family have insisted on throwing me a “Baby Sprinkle” this Saturday; and some of us thought it would be cute to wear pink or blue depending on what we think the baby is.&amp;nbsp; So I picked out a......&amp;nbsp; BLUE dress!&amp;nbsp; We still don’t know the baby’s gender, I am just going against the grain for all my friends that have decided to wear pink.&amp;nbsp; (Truth be told, I really liked a pink dress and would have bought it had it been in my size.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Then I made it over to my weekly OB appointment where I had an ultrasound first thing.&amp;nbsp; This is where the day literally fell apart.&amp;nbsp; The ultrasound tech asked if I was on pins and needles, but I answered “not really; I feel pretty good today.”&amp;nbsp; I would choke on those words if I had to say them again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Well, as we went through the ultrasound, the baby was looking good.&amp;nbsp; Movement was good, breathing was good, position was head down... all was looking okay.&amp;nbsp; I didn’t even watch the numbers at the bottom of the screen to scrutinize over them.&amp;nbsp; Then we finished and the tech announced that the baby weighs around 4 pounds and 6 ounces.&amp;nbsp; I sat up alarmed and asked if she was sure.&amp;nbsp; I explained that the baby weighed 3 pounds and 6 ounces at the last visit... FOUR WEEKS AGO!&amp;nbsp; She then realized why I panicked- the baby should weigh over 5 pounds- and remeasured everything with the final result not changing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I was devastated and in shock while I waited to see the doctor... And of course this was the day I met the other doctor because my doctor is out of town.&amp;nbsp; She came in and did my exam then we talked about the VBAC where her methods are slightly different than my doctor but we talk about it long because the pressing issue was the baby size. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She told me that the baby had fallen from around the 30th percentile to right under the 10th percentile in the past month and that she wanted me to see Maternal Fetal Medicine today!&amp;nbsp; She said that she anticipated them taking the baby this week from what happened on the ultrasound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I won’t go into detail how upset I was, I’m sure you could imagine the thoughts running through my head.&amp;nbsp; Lane left work to be with me and we went to MFM together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We had a wonderful doctor who took us right in despite the crowded waiting room.&amp;nbsp; The doctor had reviewed our chart and knew our history with Jude.&amp;nbsp; He said he didn’t want us to wait until the next day because he didn’t want us to lose sleep over this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I immediately asked him the question I feared the answer to the most- “Did he think this was happening to our baby because it has a chromosome abnormality.”&amp;nbsp; He smiled, knowing the question was coming, and answered, “NO!” that the thought was not even in his mind.&amp;nbsp; He said that this was very very common.&amp;nbsp; They did another ultrasound and a non stress test on the baby.&amp;nbsp; The baby scored a perfect score and didn’t show any signs of distress.&amp;nbsp; The doctor felt great about the baby and is having us come back in week for another ultrasound.&amp;nbsp; If the baby is still struggling in the growth department we will discuss going ahead and taking the baby around 37 weeks, but the doctor would like to get to at least 38 weeks... and so would I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We left feeling reassured, but the elephant is still in the room with us. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It was a tough day, and I would be lying if I said I was this admirable pillar of faith during it all.&amp;nbsp; I try to stay positive most of the time, but today I was angry; very angry.&amp;nbsp; I am feeling better and trying to think positively but it’s pretty difficult.&amp;nbsp; I am praying that the baby is born healthy and there is no need for it to have a NICU stay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In the meantime, despite our distress there is still a baby to get ready for.&amp;nbsp; And now we need to get ready much sooner.&amp;nbsp; I’ve pulled out Jude’s baby clothes and sorted through them.&amp;nbsp; And Lane and I have put together a list of things to do before the baby arrives.&amp;nbsp; So now we are on a mission around here.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, we still have a couple more weeks to prepare for Sweet Pea. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thank you for loving and praying for our family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&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/8936534027032097902-2170929071419844777?l=themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2170929071419844777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themustardseedfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/other-
