<?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-34021175</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:27:28.816-07:00</updated><category term='Little Angel'/><title type='text'>Carrie's Contemplations</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-9008820172973894415</id><published>2008-07-28T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:43:14.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It started the moment I woke up. Cameron, who has been sick, popped out of his room with his usual energy - he's well again. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Katie thought I needed breakfast in bed, since "Daddy's out of town and you have to take care of us all by yourself." She fixed me oatmeal and yummy coffee with cream and almond flavored syrup in it. What a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After that, I picked my mom up from the local hotel and drove her to their property up the street from my house. Always fun to have a little time with my Ma. Got to hang out and listen in on some of their decision making for the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The kids had some friends over for lunch and playtime. It's always fun to watch them interact with guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Went shopping in McMinnville....bought Cam his football cletes, some stuff at WalMart and supplies to teach Katie how to embroider (will need Nana's input on that!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When we got home I played monopoly with Cameron while the girls played Barbies up in their room. Mom called and asked if we wanted to meet them for dinner before they headed back to Crescent Lake. Well, YEAH! So we drove to Wilsonville's Red Robin and had yummy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* On the way, Rosalie and Natalie played barbies. I love listening in on their play! I have to try real hard not to laugh. :) Tonight they were planning a wedding...make that a few weddings. Natalie says "Well, weddings always happen in the night so let's get married tonight." Rosalie puts on her best low man voice and says "OK. But I want to marry someone else." So Natalie says "Why don't you just email her and tell her you decided to marry a different girl." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* On the way home Rosalie makes up songs to sing to herself - the whole way. One of them starts off in a nice country twang (which I don't know where she got since we don't listen to much country. It must be her Texas roots!) Oh, I used to be pretty. But now I'm not pretty anymore. I wish I was pretty. (I think she was referring to her barbie, not herself. We could have some real issues here if not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At swimming lessons Natalie swam several feet without help for the first time ever! Yay Natalie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And to finish it off, I played Wordtwist and Scrabulous with my out of town husband and also with a long ago friend on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Now I think I'll go hop in bed with my book and stay up late reading. A perfect ending to a wonderful day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-9008820172973894415?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/9008820172973894415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=9008820172973894415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/9008820172973894415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/9008820172973894415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-great-day-it-started-moment-i-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-6776046631525769916</id><published>2008-07-26T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T15:09:18.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a tasty treat for hot summer days! It tastes like a julius. Mmmmm........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 oz. (1/2 a can) frozen juice concentrate - orange is best, but it's fun to try other flavors&lt;br /&gt;1 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1 cup water&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sugar (You really don't even need that much)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;10 large ice cubes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put all ingredients in a blender and blend away until the consistency is like a julius. SO yummy! I just had an orange/peach/mango one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear from anyone who tries it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-6776046631525769916?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/6776046631525769916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=6776046631525769916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/6776046631525769916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/6776046631525769916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-tasty-treat-for-hot-summer-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-7839324907056834468</id><published>2007-11-26T10:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T16:23:13.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've come to a realization over the last week or so. It wasn't a sudden light bulb sort of realization, but more of a slow, warm, growing knowledge of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of missing my "home", only living in a house away from home, I am finally HOME. Over the last week I've come to realize that I feel settled, comfortable, happy in this somewhat new place we call home. We are in a community that feels like home, a church that feels like home, the kids are in a school that feels like home. I feel like I know my place in this community, who my friends are, who I am. It's amazing that now that I know this, I feel so much more able to serve the One who is truly my home. And the opportunities seem to be falling from the sky right into my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way from Klamath Falls back to Dundee/Newberg after spending Thanksgiving with his family, I commented to Reid that Klamath Falls is finally no longer home, but home is here, in Dundee, in our house at the end of Ione St., next to the vineyard. Oh, KFalls will always be special to me...the place of my childhood, where I grew into a young woman, where I met and dated and married my wonderful husband, and where we take our children to spend time with our families. This sort of makes me sad, but at the same time, so at peace, to know that I know who I am apart from that place, and that I have a new home here, and that home is more about who I am than where I am, though I can't say that I would feel the same if I still lived in that far off land of Texas! I guess I was born and raised an Oregonian, and just as people who were born and raised in Texas can never imagine leaving because it's so much a part of them, so it is with me and my Oregon, no matter which part of it I live in. It's part of me, and I am finally part of it again. I am....home. Ahhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-7839324907056834468?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/7839324907056834468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=7839324907056834468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/7839324907056834468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/7839324907056834468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-come-to-realization-over-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-4774891713018572462</id><published>2007-10-01T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:27:14.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wash on Monday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the old saying/poem? Wash on Monday, iron on Tuesday. something on Wednesday and so on? Well I have my own. It goes like this. At least last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Rosalie to tutoring on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible study and college class for company on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fieldtrip to the library with Natalie on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volunteer in Katie's class and take Rosalie to tutoring on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer for kids in the fund raiser run on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer on Saturday (four games this week - only two kids).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groceries on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible study on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture day on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volunteer in Cam's class on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it continues. I must admit. I love it. But maybe I need a little wash on Monday, clean on Tuesday mentality. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-4774891713018572462?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/4774891713018572462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=4774891713018572462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/4774891713018572462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/4774891713018572462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/10/wash-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-1776478481444433868</id><published>2007-09-17T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:44:15.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chicken Feathers and Serving God....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pastor preached a great sermon yesterday. He challenged us to look at life "missionally", to ask ourselves how we can bring Jesus to the people we interact with on a day to day basis. To seek to serve our neighbor.  I decided to take his message to heart, so this morning I asked the Lord to show me how I might serve him in the lives of those I would see today. Little did I know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this friend.&lt;br /&gt;She lives on a farm.&lt;br /&gt;She tutors Rosalie.&lt;br /&gt;Her husband is out of town.&lt;br /&gt;She is 8 and 1/2 months pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;She has a dog.&lt;br /&gt;A bad dog.&lt;br /&gt;She has chickens.&lt;br /&gt;Dumb chickens.&lt;br /&gt;Bad dog killed 4 dumb chickens.&lt;br /&gt;While I was at their house today.&lt;br /&gt;Today, serving Jesus meant this...&lt;br /&gt;I picked up two dead chickens.&lt;br /&gt;I also hit one wounded chicken in the head.&lt;br /&gt;With a fence post.&lt;br /&gt;So it wouldn't have to suffer anymore.&lt;br /&gt;(Sounds noble, but I didn't hit it hard enough, so Chris,&lt;br /&gt;my friend had to hit it two more times to kill it.)&lt;br /&gt;While I watched.&lt;br /&gt;She was sad.&lt;br /&gt;I was glad I was there for her,&lt;br /&gt; but I hope God doesn't ask me to do dead chickens anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-1776478481444433868?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/1776478481444433868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=1776478481444433868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/1776478481444433868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/1776478481444433868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/09/chicken-feathers-and-serving-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-323179855682881910</id><published>2007-09-12T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:48:29.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RugKGj-8bII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Pk81hLm_1uI/s1600-h/P1010003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RugKGj-8bII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Pk81hLm_1uI/s320/P1010003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109344885106568322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RugJ8T-8bHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/l2Aqu13kwdY/s1600-h/P1010001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RugJ8T-8bHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/l2Aqu13kwdY/s320/P1010001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109344709012909170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RugJiz-8bGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/l1b88s4EaGc/s1600-h/P1010049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RugJiz-8bGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/l1b88s4EaGc/s320/P1010049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109344270926244962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RugJYz-8bFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4qigacq4Z8A/s1600-h/P1010051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RugJYz-8bFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4qigacq4Z8A/s320/P1010051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109344099127553106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so it's the middle of the second week of school, but here are the 1st day pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-323179855682881910?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/323179855682881910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=323179855682881910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/323179855682881910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/323179855682881910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok-so-its-middle-of-second-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RugKGj-8bII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Pk81hLm_1uI/s72-c/P1010003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-1950218687249052889</id><published>2007-08-14T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T19:14:07.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJhTGopqsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HRAV1W1Eak4/s1600-h/P1010045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJhTGopqsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HRAV1W1Eak4/s320/P1010045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098744708963347138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJhJWopqrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YpyLaItlxkI/s1600-h/P1010039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJhJWopqrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YpyLaItlxkI/s320/P1010039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098744541459622578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJg92opqqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6L41RqnqKpo/s1600-h/P1010036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJg92opqqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6L41RqnqKpo/s320/P1010036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098744343891126946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJg0GopqpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CkYC9qsi-Yg/s1600-h/P1010035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJg0GopqpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CkYC9qsi-Yg/s320/P1010035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098744176387402386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJgpGopqoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0IW81xXDJ20/s1600-h/P1010034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJgpGopqoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0IW81xXDJ20/s320/P1010034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098743987408841346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first weekend of August, we went to our church family camp out. It was at this campground near Mt. Hood. On Saturday, our family took a picnic lunch, and went up the mountain on the ski lift. The view was spectacular! And there was snow up there! We even had a snowball fight....in August. It ws FUN! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-1950218687249052889?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/1950218687249052889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=1950218687249052889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/1950218687249052889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/1950218687249052889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-weekend-of-august-we-went-to-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RsJhTGopqsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HRAV1W1Eak4/s72-c/P1010045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-1249406992725143051</id><published>2007-07-31T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T16:36:02.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went camping at our favorite camp spot last week. We played in the water, played in the sand. went out in the boat, had campfires every night, played Settlers, played Blokus, sat and talked, read books, got dirty.....what a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_FCGopqmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/psHv6qjo4ww/s1600-h/P1010016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_FCGopqmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/psHv6qjo4ww/s320/P1010016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093506343510846050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Cameron getting a lesson on how to start the campfire from Grandpa and&lt;br /&gt;                                  Uncle Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_E4mopqlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pxsRT90pYOY/s1600-h/P1010024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_E4mopqlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pxsRT90pYOY/s320/P1010024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093506180302088786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Three very dirty girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_ErGopqkI/AAAAAAAAADw/DfE_QkVcBIQ/s1600-h/P1010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_ErGopqkI/AAAAAAAAADw/DfE_QkVcBIQ/s320/P1010022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093505948373854786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Building sand castles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_EB2opqjI/AAAAAAAAADo/06-TgOdg18E/s1600-h/P1010012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_EB2opqjI/AAAAAAAAADo/06-TgOdg18E/s320/P1010012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093505239704250930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_FK2opqnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rlOu9OTGmNY/s1600-h/P1010006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_FK2opqnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rlOu9OTGmNY/s320/P1010006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093506493834701426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Playing in the water gave the kids hours of entertainment&lt;br /&gt;                                  and a nap or two. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_ChmopqhI/AAAAAAAAADY/g7wR-60flHY/s1600-h/P1010001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_ChmopqhI/AAAAAAAAADY/g7wR-60flHY/s320/P1010001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093503586141841938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         Natalie and Rosalie washing dishes after breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_DCGopqiI/AAAAAAAAADg/k8N3gN9kTvk/s1600-h/P1010015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_DCGopqiI/AAAAAAAAADg/k8N3gN9kTvk/s320/P1010015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093504144487590434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         We camped with my parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-1249406992725143051?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/1249406992725143051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=1249406992725143051' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/1249406992725143051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/1249406992725143051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-went-camping-at-our-favorite-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_FCGopqmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/psHv6qjo4ww/s72-c/P1010016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-6472777431401892320</id><published>2007-07-31T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T16:13:29.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_B_2opqgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NcrpGsP60bY/s1600-h/P1010071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_B_2opqgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NcrpGsP60bY/s320/P1010071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093503006321256962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_BwGopqfI/AAAAAAAAADI/0LtCm_juOiQ/s1600-h/P1010068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_BwGopqfI/AAAAAAAAADI/0LtCm_juOiQ/s320/P1010068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093502735738317298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 36th birthday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-6472777431401892320?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/6472777431401892320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=6472777431401892320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/6472777431401892320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/6472777431401892320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-36th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rq_B_2opqgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NcrpGsP60bY/s72-c/P1010071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-4460014707062016281</id><published>2007-07-18T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:58:26.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never in a million years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I have guessed that my parents would do what they just did last weekend. I can't believe this...they bought a lot up the hill from my house, .6 miles from my house to be exact. They met with the builder and designer this morning, the banker a few days ago, and they are on there way to building a new house just up the hill from us. God is SO awesome and amazing! Anyone who knows me, knows how I ached for my family all those years we lived in Texas, and now He has richly rewarded those waiting years with this amazing gift! Also if anyone has been paying attention to the housing market here, they would know that a large lot with the ability to have a custom home built on it is a rare find. WOW! I'm still in shock! And SO EXCITED!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-4460014707062016281?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/4460014707062016281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=4460014707062016281' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/4460014707062016281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/4460014707062016281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/07/never-in-million-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-7732668478187906931</id><published>2007-07-12T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T15:57:37.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What happens when you leave a 4 yr. old and a 6 yr. old in a tent with a camera......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RpawNAo2EBI/AAAAAAAAADA/TtowsOvEhIY/s1600-h/P1010058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RpawNAo2EBI/AAAAAAAAADA/TtowsOvEhIY/s320/P1010058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086446566717657106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RpawDgo2EAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BU9QxmP0_Mo/s1600-h/P1010054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RpawDgo2EAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BU9QxmP0_Mo/s320/P1010054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086446403508899842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rpav5go2D_I/AAAAAAAAACw/kv3g6Chuhnc/s1600-h/P1010048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rpav5go2D_I/AAAAAAAAACw/kv3g6Chuhnc/s320/P1010048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086446231710207986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rpavugo2D-I/AAAAAAAAACo/pzI1ouprtNY/s1600-h/P1010042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rpavugo2D-I/AAAAAAAAACo/pzI1ouprtNY/s320/P1010042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086446042731646946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RpavhQo2D9I/AAAAAAAAACg/VtoSzDDS5V0/s1600-h/P1010037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RpavhQo2D9I/AAAAAAAAACg/VtoSzDDS5V0/s320/P1010037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086445815098380242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-7732668478187906931?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/7732668478187906931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=7732668478187906931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/7732668478187906931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/7732668478187906931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-happens-when-you-leave-4-yr.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RpawNAo2EBI/AAAAAAAAADA/TtowsOvEhIY/s72-c/P1010058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-2000972001497887424</id><published>2007-07-10T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:49:14.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But I'm NOT in Texas anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 105 degrees here today.  ICK! It wouldn't have been too bad, except that our AC /heat pump is broken and will cost thousands of dollars to replace. So for now we grin and bear it. The good thing is that this will only last a couple of days. And my Aunt in Lake Oswego has a pool...think we'll head there tomorrow. I think Texas and Oregon traded weathers...rain for heat. Can I have some rain back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-2000972001497887424?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/2000972001497887424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=2000972001497887424' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/2000972001497887424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/2000972001497887424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/07/but-im-not-in-texas-anymore-it-was-105.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-4103669203652039780</id><published>2007-06-26T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:09:22.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RoHgcYXRXjI/AAAAAAAAACY/v31PQS3_fHM/s1600-h/P1010001_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RoHgcYXRXjI/AAAAAAAAACY/v31PQS3_fHM/s320/P1010001_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080588632831647282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cookies Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;The 'Kisling Kids Kookie Kompany" is officially open for business! Cameron and Katie are baking cookies and selling them to earn money for church camp. They passed out flyers, have been baking for one week, and have earned a whopping $85.oo already! (Each dozen cookies or loaf of sweet bread costs $2.50, so they're not robbing people blind as you may have suspected.) They are having lots of fun with this, and my only role is to scrape the cookies off the tray.  It's fun watching them team together on a project. They've laughed, made messes, made 2 mistakes (which were easily fixed thank goodness!), argued, worked on people skills, learned more about fractions and adding money, learned about the responsibility of having a "job", and lo and behold, they still want to do it again next year!&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/34021175-4103669203652039780?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/4103669203652039780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=4103669203652039780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/4103669203652039780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/4103669203652039780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/06/cookies-anyone-kisling-kids-kookie.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RoHgcYXRXjI/AAAAAAAAACY/v31PQS3_fHM/s72-c/P1010001_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-6297874204275442423</id><published>2007-06-24T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T20:23:28.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Memorable Moments of Spring 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite awhile since I posted anything. I think I've given up on trying to be profound, or poetic, or eloquent,or cute or whatever else. From now on, you get what you get and you don't throw a fit, OK? So there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our springtime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8tj4Iw6EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/heS9_4OviUo/s1600-h/P1010006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8tj4Iw6EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/heS9_4OviUo/s320/P1010006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079828999085025346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie's 4th birthday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8uc4Iw6GI/AAAAAAAAABg/89qok-sSBEI/s1600-h/P1010014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8uc4Iw6GI/AAAAAAAAABg/89qok-sSBEI/s320/P1010014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079829978337568866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's 10th birthday...(that's a 'swimming pool' cake in case you were wondering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8vBoIw6HI/AAAAAAAAABo/T8lEV58moU4/s1600-h/P1010085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8vBoIw6HI/AAAAAAAAABo/T8lEV58moU4/s320/P1010085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079830609697761394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 generations of Kisling men. Reid's 92 yr. old   grandpa came to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8vpoIw6II/AAAAAAAAABw/6vVXltLNFp8/s1600-h/P1010047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8vpoIw6II/AAAAAAAAABw/6vVXltLNFp8/s320/P1010047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079831296892528770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8wOoIw6JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/piP10pDs7ys/s1600-h/P1010067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8wOoIw6JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/piP10pDs7ys/s320/P1010067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079831932547688594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to the Tulip fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Sunday ..........................                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8x94Iw6KI/AAAAAAAAACA/UNpv608mgZs/s1600-h/P1010081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8x94Iw6KI/AAAAAAAAACA/UNpv608mgZs/s320/P1010081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079833843808135330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               Rosalie turns 6 (Did you notice? No more glasses!)                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8zJYIw6LI/AAAAAAAAACI/2RqZkj03_D4/s1600-h/P1010096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8zJYIw6LI/AAAAAAAAACI/2RqZkj03_D4/s320/P1010096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079835140888258738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dr." Reid graduates!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn80AIIw6MI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wL7WsQczcv4/s1600-h/P1010109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn80AIIw6MI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wL7WsQczcv4/s320/P1010109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079836081486096578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie's 8th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could master the art of posting pictures and captions where I want them! Argh! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-6297874204275442423?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/6297874204275442423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=6297874204275442423' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/6297874204275442423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/6297874204275442423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/06/memorable-moments-of-spring-2007-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/Rn8tj4Iw6EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/heS9_4OviUo/s72-c/P1010006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-3615719498917903530</id><published>2007-02-19T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T21:20:45.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Angel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our latest addition....Angel.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RdqESGClMbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qoR97TIZnjY/s1600-h/P1010021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RdqESGClMbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qoR97TIZnjY/s320/P1010021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033480979933901234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RdqEbWClMcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-pmx0FtaHqE/s1600-h/P1010024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RdqEbWClMcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-pmx0FtaHqE/s320/P1010024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033481138847691202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RdqD2WClMZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IBia68Fvj5o/s1600-h/P1010013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RdqD2WClMZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IBia68Fvj5o/s320/P1010013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033480503192531346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RdqEImClMaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YXRAzwCDAgI/s1600-h/P1010016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RdqEImClMaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YXRAzwCDAgI/s320/P1010016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033480816725143970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-3615719498917903530?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/3615719498917903530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=3615719498917903530' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/3615719498917903530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/3615719498917903530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2007/02/our-latest-addition.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/RdqESGClMbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qoR97TIZnjY/s72-c/P1010021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-116475934344500211</id><published>2006-11-28T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T16:10:52.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/41/3743/1600/122749/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/41/3743/200/959324/0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is something almost magical about waking up early in the morning when it snows. There is that first knowing....when I open my eyes and notice what I call the snow glow, that glow reaching in through the windows that just isn't there unless it's snowed. A smile spreads as I glance out at the big lacy flakes slowly floating down to blanket the earth. There is a special silence that comes with the early morning snow. It's still dark as I tiptoe through the chilly house, turn up the heat and start the coffee. While I wait for the coffee to brew, I watch the flakes peacefully drift to the ground, and all is calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sneak quietly into the girls' room to wake up Katie for school. All the girls are snuggled way down in their covers. I brush the hair back from Katie's face and whisper in her ear "It's snowing!" A smile spreads across her sleepy little face, her eyes still closed. Cameron does much the same, but with a little gasp and a giggle. After they come downstairs ready for the day, they bundle up....coats, hats, mittens, etc. and run out into the cold, scooping up the snow to make snowballs, and tasting the fresh, fluffy, pure white wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Rosalie and Natalie look at me with eyes round and faces bright, exclaiming "It's snowing!!!" Then they declare that it must be Christmas because there is snow on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the kids are all at school, I drive to the town down the highway to do my grocery shopping. The roads are fine, but the view is breathtaking. The vineyards on the hills make a black and white striped quilt pattern, the trees are dusted with white, each branch outlined against the sky and dark fir trees in the background, and in the distance the mountains are crisp and white. The sky is blue with clouds in shades of gray. My heart can't help but rejoice in this magical wonder.....snow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/34021175-116475934344500211?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/116475934344500211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=116475934344500211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116475934344500211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116475934344500211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2006/11/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-116346392815994431</id><published>2006-11-13T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:59:25.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CUTE KISLING KID QUOTES&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rosalie says....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, Nana bought me a pluto dog." When she showed it to me, I realized it was a poodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, we watched 'Little Red Robin Hood'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Natalie says.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As she twirls around to Christmas music in her Christmas dress, "Look, Mom! It TOTALLY twirls!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referring to Grampa's teasing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; about sucking her thumb, "I'm afraid it's NOT going to turn into a pacifier!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't go to school today cuz I have the cough-ez."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Katie says.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Anticipating her daddy's arrival from a week away at a conference, she asks when she'll see Daddy. I told her she'd see him in the morning. She says "I can't wait to see that big lump in your bed again!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explaining the reason she let Rosalie have her peppermint after lunch at a restaurant she says "I don't really care for them anyway. I just took one to be polite."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Cameron says........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he's reading this post..."What about me, Mom?" I said I couldn't think of anything cute he's said lately. :) He says to tell you some of his jokes, so here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which state has the most boats?   OR-egon."&lt;br /&gt;"Which state misses the most school days?  MISS-issippi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron is growing up so much! He cleans his room and does his dishes without being told. He cleaned the bathroom the other day, and it sparkled! He carries on adult conversations easily and is      lots of fun to be around.  They all are!&lt;br /&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/34021175-116346392815994431?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/116346392815994431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=116346392815994431' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116346392815994431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116346392815994431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2006/11/cute-kisling-kid-quotes-rosalie-says.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-116320985071801433</id><published>2006-11-10T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T17:50:50.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/320/0.8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Was I really just there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! Reid happened to have a conference to attend and we figured this was the chance of a lifetime...a trip to Hawaii half paid for.  Just the two of us, the first time in our "married life with kids" we got a few days vacation without an agenda. We'd been away before, like to a funeral that Reid officiated, a Family Life Marriage conference when Cam was a baby, but nothing like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left the cold rain for tropical temperatures, tasty seafood, wonderful fruits and endless ocean. We shopped, ate out, spent time on the beach, played a game, read books, and watched a movie in our hotel room. I even polished my nails! :) (I don't usually bother to paint my fingernails because it looks tacky by the next day...too much water exposure. This time the polish lasted til I got home!) All this just steps from the palm tree lined beach. We also enjoyed the Polynesian Cultural Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, what bliss! And the kids had a blast too! Nana and Grampa stayed with them. They got to eat pizza, sleep in the motor home, go out to eat and go to an OSU football game. What more could a kid ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a wonderful time for all. Even Nana and Grampa said it was fun. :)&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/34021175-116320985071801433?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/116320985071801433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=116320985071801433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116320985071801433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116320985071801433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2006/11/was-i-really-just-there-yes-reid.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-116128402388551570</id><published>2006-10-19T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:01:55.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Things I miss about Texas.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Incredible thunder and lightning storms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Rain that falls in sheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Good friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Skillman Bible Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Church potlucks and parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I don't miss about Texas.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Roaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Grackles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Fire ants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;locusts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The ever constant hum of air conditioners in the summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Traffic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Being a "minnow" in an ocean of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Being miles away from the wilderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Being far away from my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Things I love about Dundee/Newberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Seasons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Autumn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Seeing people I know wherever I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Fred Meyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Seeing our families lots more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The five minute commute to Reid's work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The five to ten minute drive to most places I need to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The five minute drive to the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Driving from Newberg to Klamath Falls in October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Milder summers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Our home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Our church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Etc., etc., etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Things I don't love about Dundee/Newberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-116128402388551570?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/116128402388551570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=116128402388551570' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116128402388551570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116128402388551570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2006/10/things-i-miss-about-texas.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-116044468361367417</id><published>2006-10-09T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T20:27:13.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Perfect Fall Afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Last Sunday afternoon we drove five miles from our house to a retreat center called Camp Tilikum. We were going to a birthday party for one of Rosalie's best little buddies. The whole family was invited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;What a perfect Fall day it was! The air was crisp, yet the sun was warm. The leaves on the distant hills were beginning to change color. The smell of a campfire, and the hazy campfire smoke settled around us as we hiked to the little pond for a canoe ride. We roasted marshmallows, hunted for bugs, and climbed up to a tree house.  We painted rocks and ate birthday cake. We picked up a salamander in the pond, said hello to the ducks close by and raced canoes. Yes, it wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;s a perfect Fall day, and what at first seemed an imposition to our family day turned into a wonderful family experience....only five miles from home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/320/0.5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/320/0.7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/320/0.6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/320/0.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-116044468361367417?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/116044468361367417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=116044468361367417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116044468361367417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/116044468361367417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2006/10/perfect-fall-afternoon-last-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-115877433423993324</id><published>2006-09-20T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:19:24.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/320/0.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"Tea with Two"............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The most delightful young ladies came to my door the other day. They were out for a walk with their babies, strollers loaded. The doorbell rang, and there they were. "Hello" they said in their very grown up voices. "Can we come in for a visit?" So I invited them in, served some "tea" (aka Crystal Lite) and "bikini" bread (aka zuccini bread). We had a most wonderful visit about what we have been doing lately and about how school was going. Then the little ladies left through the back door to go fix dinner at their house on the back patio. :) I love those precious moments with my little ladies! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-115877433423993324?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/115877433423993324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=115877433423993324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/115877433423993324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/115877433423993324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2006/09/tea-with-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-115836540368969910</id><published>2006-09-15T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T17:10:03.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/320/0.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Plums, Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;One of the fun discoveries of our new house was the big plum tree in the back yard. And boy, was there a mother load of plums! We have canned two batches of plum butter, several jars of halved plums and 5 jars of plum sauce (like apple sauce), given lots of plums away, and there are still bunches of plums on the tree. It's fun to do canning, especially with the weather being cooler and cloudy. It makes me feel like a pioneer woman, putting up my fruit for the winter. :) I also enjoy the aroma of plums and mixed spices wafting through the house, and all the big pots and pans on the stove and in the sink. It makes me feel like I'm really accomplishing something grand. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;However, when it's all said and done, I'm sure I'll be "plum tuckered out"! Hee! Hee! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-115836540368969910?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/115836540368969910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=115836540368969910' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/115836540368969910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/115836540368969910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2006/09/plums-anyone-one-of-fun-discoveries-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34021175.post-115764968038881352</id><published>2006-09-07T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:10:39.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone are the hazy, lazy days of summer...(or however that saying goes). I love the freedom of Summer, but I must say I was ready for the routine of the school year to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Here are some of the highlights and stand outs of our summer............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Spending time with extended family..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trips to the beach.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Our 13th wedding anniversary. Reid planned a wonderful date...dinner at a nice restaurant, a walk through the Portland Rose Gardens, and dessert at a yummy Italian dessert place.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; The sale of our Texas house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; The purchase of our Dundee home....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing, moving, painting, unpacking, etc.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Our three wonderful, memory-making camping trips......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nattie's severe allergic reaction to the sun......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Our trip to Klamath Falls.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Making memories at "Next of Kiln"......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; And others I don't have pictures for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Cameron's big bike wreck. The girls and I were in KFalls, and there were no band aids in the house. Oops! :) Our neighbor came to the rescue with her first aid kit. No broken bones thank goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Katie's 4th of July broken tooth. The jump rope handle hit her in the tooth and broke off a good sized chunk. The dentist said 1mm more tooth broken off and she would have needed a root canal. Phew!......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Attending the American Idol concert in Portland with the kids, my mom and dad, and my brother Mark's family. Of course my camera battery died right when I tried to take the proof of attendance photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And countless other milestones reached, memories made, quiet moments, fun times, and everything in between that I can't think of to write down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;So here we are on the first day of school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/200/0.13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/1600/0.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/41/3743/320/0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, how time does fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, so this is week old news. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34021175-115764968038881352?l=carrieberrybean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/feeds/115764968038881352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34021175&amp;postID=115764968038881352' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/115764968038881352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34021175/posts/default/115764968038881352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieberrybean.blogspot.com/2006/09/gone-are-hazy-lazy-days-of-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07539855950553782383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHQvt5RDC8c/THgwHtEFUPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GwpgbVAw578/S220/DSC_0116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
