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		<title>Let&#8217;s Get Together&#8230;Yea, Yea, Yea!</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2010 20:57:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Aaron]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Eve]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Granny Alice and Paw Paw]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Haley]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Michael]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Rachel]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span>Spring has sprung and an opportunity to get together with aunts and cousins.  Michael and I took the kids down to my dad and Alice's house for Easter.  Saturday, the girls helped me bake and decorate a cake for my sister, Tracy's, birthday, the kids hunted eggs, and my dad grilled hamburgers and hotdogs on the Big Green Egg.<br /><br /><br />Here are Rachel and Haley's toes after a spring inspired pedicure:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-HoWINI/AAAAAAAAFLE/WpfO_Tuv5tA/s1600/Easter+006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-HoWINI/AAAAAAAAFLE/WpfO_Tuv5tA/s320/Easter+006.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span>Haley and Rachel made and decorated cupcakes for Easter:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-mPrhVI/AAAAAAAAFLM/VINosCZN_9g/s1600/Easter+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 213px;height: 320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-mPrhVI/AAAAAAAAFLM/VINosCZN_9g/s320/Easter+008.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>They also decorated some hard boiled eggs</span>:<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-_7EpEI/AAAAAAAAFLU/hAKOi5vPujk/s1600/Easter+009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-_7EpEI/AAAAAAAAFLU/hAKOi5vPujk/s320/Easter+009.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Rachel and Haley hanging out:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j__HKyM8I/AAAAAAAAFLc/eyfGVZni6U8/s1600/Easter+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j__HKyM8I/AAAAAAAAFLc/eyfGVZni6U8/s320/Easter+010.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span>Rachel and Haley help me make fondant decorations for Tracy's birthday cake:</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j__zmtJOI/AAAAAAAAFLk/Pszfgg_R3nI/s1600/Easter+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j__zmtJOI/AAAAAAAAFLk/Pszfgg_R3nI/s320/Easter+012.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Me coloring some fondant:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCa2NJSHI/AAAAAAAAFLs/ZBI7D_ImB4s/s1600/Easter+015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 213px;height: 320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCa2NJSHI/AAAAAAAAFLs/ZBI7D_ImB4s/s320/Easter+015.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Rachel and Haley cut fondant to make decorative spheres:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCb4paeYI/AAAAAAAAFL0/O49y4poAaek/s1600/Easter+019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCb4paeYI/AAAAAAAAFL0/O49y4poAaek/s320/Easter+019.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Here are some fondant flowers drying:<br /><br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCcwlGwyI/AAAAAAAAFL8/NLPXU8t-2pM/s1600/Easter+025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCcwlGwyI/AAAAAAAAFL8/NLPXU8t-2pM/s320/Easter+025.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Here is the strawberry and devil's food cake frosted with chocolate:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCefL-iuI/AAAAAAAAFME/ZzrNSTgCj2Q/s1600/Easter+026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCefL-iuI/AAAAAAAAFME/ZzrNSTgCj2Q/s320/Easter+026.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Here is Tracy's birthday cake:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCgu6WRMI/AAAAAAAAFMM/-Zf_LY_VcG4/s1600/Easter+029.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCgu6WRMI/AAAAAAAAFMM/-Zf_LY_VcG4/s320/Easter+029.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kOz32lzDI/AAAAAAAAFNk/Jrn7vkHxayI/s1600/Easter+030.JPG"><img style="margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;cursor:hand;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kOz32lzDI/AAAAAAAAFNk/Jrn7vkHxayI/s320/Easter+030.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span>Michael blows bubbles waiting for the kids to start hunting eggs:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEuaZEicI/AAAAAAAAFMU/wzd5Wp2Jer0/s1600/Easter+034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEuaZEicI/AAAAAAAAFMU/wzd5Wp2Jer0/s320/Easter+034.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Michael snuggles up to my dad:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEukXBZ-I/AAAAAAAAFMc/0tgzPAtmdTs/s1600/Easter+038.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEukXBZ-I/AAAAAAAAFMc/0tgzPAtmdTs/s320/Easter+038.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Dad, you aren't uncomfortable...are you?</span><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEwnwj2kI/AAAAAAAAFMk/9WrPoIZ6XuY/s1600/Easter+039.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEwnwj2kI/AAAAAAAAFMk/9WrPoIZ6XuY/s320/Easter+039.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span>Aaron isn't hunting eggs, so he poses with a plate of chili.  Noah, Haley, Rachel, Eve, and Tyler are ready to go:</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGlCjzGII/AAAAAAAAFNU/fOx9kBFxbNE/s1600/Easter+041.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGlCjzGII/AAAAAAAAFNU/fOx9kBFxbNE/s320/Easter+041.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Aaron gets whacked with a confetti egg:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGjgOcHWI/AAAAAAAAFNM/UwFP_ZIypWI/s1600/Easter+095.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGjgOcHWI/AAAAAAAAFNM/UwFP_ZIypWI/s320/Easter+095.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kHhTGAp5I/AAAAAAAAFNc/IJWTB46yndo/s1600/Easter+096.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kHhTGAp5I/AAAAAAAAFNc/IJWTB46yndo/s320/Easter+096.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span>Haley:</span><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGKSCxdgI/AAAAAAAAFNE/_3opfyaJwBU/s1600/Easter+089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGKSCxdgI/AAAAAAAAFNE/_3opfyaJwBU/s320/Easter+089.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kHhTGAp5I/AAAAAAAAFNc/IJWTB46yndo/s1600/Easter+096.JPG"><br /><br /><span>Rachel runs away from Aaron:</span><br /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJ9PsjuI/AAAAAAAAFM8/CSFJ4caPf4A/s1600/Easter+090.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJ9PsjuI/AAAAAAAAFM8/CSFJ4caPf4A/s320/Easter+090.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span>Tracy and Tyler with the cake:</span><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJAUZ1aI/AAAAAAAAFMs/4s05Dx9mUaM/s1600/Easter+124.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 320px;height: 213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJAUZ1aI/AAAAAAAAFMs/4s05Dx9mUaM/s320/Easter+124.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span>Dig in:</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJsuNRfI/AAAAAAAAFM0/7oxbwFsv4UE/s1600/Easter+126.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer;width: 213px;height: 320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJsuNRfI/AAAAAAAAFM0/7oxbwFsv4UE/s320/Easter+126.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Happy, slightly early, Birthday, Tracy!  Happy Easter, everyone!<div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-4753920071522229577?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-family:arial;">Spring has sprung and an opportunity to get together with aunts and cousins.  Michael and I took the kids down to my dad and Alice's house for Easter.  Saturday, the girls helped me bake and decorate a cake for my sister, Tracy's, birthday, the kids hunted eggs, and my dad grilled hamburgers and hotdogs on the Big Green Egg.<br /><br /><br />Here are Rachel and Haley's toes after a spring inspired pedicure:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-HoWINI/AAAAAAAAFLE/WpfO_Tuv5tA/s1600/Easter+006.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-HoWINI/AAAAAAAAFLE/WpfO_Tuv5tA/s320/Easter+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456392391224598738" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Haley and Rachel made and decorated cupcakes for Easter:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-mPrhVI/AAAAAAAAFLM/VINosCZN_9g/s1600/Easter+008.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-mPrhVI/AAAAAAAAFLM/VINosCZN_9g/s320/Easter+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456392399442642258" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">They also decorated some hard boiled eggs</span>:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-_7EpEI/AAAAAAAAFLU/hAKOi5vPujk/s1600/Easter+009.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j_-_7EpEI/AAAAAAAAFLU/hAKOi5vPujk/s320/Easter+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456392406335530050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Rachel and Haley hanging out:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j__HKyM8I/AAAAAAAAFLc/eyfGVZni6U8/s1600/Easter+010.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j__HKyM8I/AAAAAAAAFLc/eyfGVZni6U8/s320/Easter+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456392408280478658" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Rachel and Haley help me make fondant decorations for Tracy's birthday cake:</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j__zmtJOI/AAAAAAAAFLk/Pszfgg_R3nI/s1600/Easter+012.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7j__zmtJOI/AAAAAAAAFLk/Pszfgg_R3nI/s320/Easter+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456392420208747746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Me coloring some fondant:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCa2NJSHI/AAAAAAAAFLs/ZBI7D_ImB4s/s1600/Easter+015.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCa2NJSHI/AAAAAAAAFLs/ZBI7D_ImB4s/s320/Easter+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456395083786569842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Rachel and Haley cut fondant to make decorative spheres:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCb4paeYI/AAAAAAAAFL0/O49y4poAaek/s1600/Easter+019.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCb4paeYI/AAAAAAAAFL0/O49y4poAaek/s320/Easter+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456395101621877122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Here are some fondant flowers drying:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCcwlGwyI/AAAAAAAAFL8/NLPXU8t-2pM/s1600/Easter+025.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCcwlGwyI/AAAAAAAAFL8/NLPXU8t-2pM/s320/Easter+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456395116636193570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Here is the strawberry and devil's food cake frosted with chocolate:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCefL-iuI/AAAAAAAAFME/ZzrNSTgCj2Q/s1600/Easter+026.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCefL-iuI/AAAAAAAAFME/ZzrNSTgCj2Q/s320/Easter+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456395146327132898" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Here is Tracy's birthday cake:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCgu6WRMI/AAAAAAAAFMM/-Zf_LY_VcG4/s1600/Easter+029.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kCgu6WRMI/AAAAAAAAFMM/-Zf_LY_VcG4/s320/Easter+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456395184907896002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kOz32lzDI/AAAAAAAAFNk/Jrn7vkHxayI/s1600/Easter+030.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kOz32lzDI/AAAAAAAAFNk/Jrn7vkHxayI/s320/Easter+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456408707865103410" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Michael blows bubbles waiting for the kids to start hunting eggs:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEuaZEicI/AAAAAAAAFMU/wzd5Wp2Jer0/s1600/Easter+034.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEuaZEicI/AAAAAAAAFMU/wzd5Wp2Jer0/s320/Easter+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456397618941036994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Michael snuggles up to my dad:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEukXBZ-I/AAAAAAAAFMc/0tgzPAtmdTs/s1600/Easter+038.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEukXBZ-I/AAAAAAAAFMc/0tgzPAtmdTs/s320/Easter+038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456397621616797666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Dad, you aren't uncomfortable...are you?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEwnwj2kI/AAAAAAAAFMk/9WrPoIZ6XuY/s1600/Easter+039.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kEwnwj2kI/AAAAAAAAFMk/9WrPoIZ6XuY/s320/Easter+039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456397656888957506" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Aaron isn't hunting eggs, so he poses with a plate of chili.  Noah, Haley, Rachel, Eve, and Tyler are ready to go:</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGlCjzGII/AAAAAAAAFNU/fOx9kBFxbNE/s1600/Easter+041.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGlCjzGII/AAAAAAAAFNU/fOx9kBFxbNE/s320/Easter+041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456399656948013186" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Aaron gets whacked with a confetti egg:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGjgOcHWI/AAAAAAAAFNM/UwFP_ZIypWI/s1600/Easter+095.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGjgOcHWI/AAAAAAAAFNM/UwFP_ZIypWI/s320/Easter+095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456399630551752034" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kHhTGAp5I/AAAAAAAAFNc/IJWTB46yndo/s1600/Easter+096.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kHhTGAp5I/AAAAAAAAFNc/IJWTB46yndo/s320/Easter+096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456400692178626450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Haley:</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGKSCxdgI/AAAAAAAAFNE/_3opfyaJwBU/s1600/Easter+089.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGKSCxdgI/AAAAAAAAFNE/_3opfyaJwBU/s320/Easter+089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456399197247993346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kHhTGAp5I/AAAAAAAAFNc/IJWTB46yndo/s1600/Easter+096.JPG"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Rachel runs away from Aaron:</span><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJ9PsjuI/AAAAAAAAFM8/CSFJ4caPf4A/s1600/Easter+090.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJ9PsjuI/AAAAAAAAFM8/CSFJ4caPf4A/s320/Easter+090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456399191665053410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Tracy and Tyler with the cake:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJAUZ1aI/AAAAAAAAFMs/4s05Dx9mUaM/s1600/Easter+124.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJAUZ1aI/AAAAAAAAFMs/4s05Dx9mUaM/s320/Easter+124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456399175310235042" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Dig in:</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJsuNRfI/AAAAAAAAFM0/7oxbwFsv4UE/s1600/Easter+126.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/S7kGJsuNRfI/AAAAAAAAFM0/7oxbwFsv4UE/s320/Easter+126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456399187229623794" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Happy, slightly early, Birthday, Tracy!  Happy Easter, everyone!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-4753920071522229577?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>All Hail the Inclined Plane!</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My dad built a ramp out of plywood, then used a rope to get their piano onto a trailer by himself.  He drove it to our house, which took him another hour.  Backed the trailer up our driveway and remade the ramp system to get the piano off the trailer a...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Svc0M5QReYI/AAAAAAAAEuo/n7g2slvojy0/s1600-h/piano.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Svc0M5QReYI/AAAAAAAAEuo/n7g2slvojy0/s400/piano.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401843674186348930" /></a><br />My dad built a ramp out of plywood, then used a rope to get their piano onto a trailer by himself.  He drove it to our house, which took him another hour.  Backed the trailer up our driveway and remade the ramp system to get the piano off the trailer and a ramp up our front stairs.  Michael came home during his lunch hour to help dad move it off the trailer and up into the house.  He wouldn't even let us buy him lunch.  Eve is absolutely thrilled.  Dad said he brought it because Eve wanted it so much.  When she came home from school she clapped and squealed for joy and sat down to play.  We just need to get it tuned because it is flat and find an instructor we can afford.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SvcsMg8VLTI/AAAAAAAAEug/6pIpjEAdbOg/s1600-h/piano+2.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SvcsMg8VLTI/AAAAAAAAEug/6pIpjEAdbOg/s400/piano+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401834871567232306" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SvcsMZ8-8uI/AAAAAAAAEuY/hPIo9UOxIf4/s1600-h/piano.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SvcsMZ8-8uI/AAAAAAAAEuY/hPIo9UOxIf4/s400/piano.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401834869690921698" /></a><br /><br />******Book Review***********<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Svc0wkl0AaI/AAAAAAAAEuw/-VbXDbtCx6Y/s1600-h/zombie+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Svc0wkl0AaI/AAAAAAAAEuw/-VbXDbtCx6Y/s400/zombie+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401844287114838434" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SvcsMJzcTQI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/4ePgTy8S9Ws/s1600-h/PPZquirk.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SvcsMJzcTQI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/4ePgTy8S9Ws/s400/PPZquirk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401834865355934978" /></a><br />What a fun way to make a classic into something very quirky, while remaining true to the spirit of the characters.  This story seems like something that was discussed over several beers and a triple dog dare to be put to paper.  I thought it was a hoot.<br /><br />::::::::::::::Family Camping/Climbing*****<br /><br />Michael took us all to Sand Rock, Alabama to go camping and rock climbing. I'll post some more photos and tell some stories tomorrow.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Svc2DC5F3EI/AAAAAAAAEu4/p84iq_YUO4M/s1600-h/DSC_8620.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Svc2DC5F3EI/AAAAAAAAEu4/p84iq_YUO4M/s400/DSC_8620.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401845703998037058" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-5101859084168875680?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What&#8217;s Up</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 21:23:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My love and hugs go out to my stepmother, Alice, who is in the hospital.  I was able to speak with her and they aren't sure why her blood pressure is so low.  I'm glad Katherine and Tracy are close by to check on her.  Also, to my stepdad, Jim, with hi...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[My love and hugs go out to my stepmother, Alice, who is in the hospital.  I was able to speak with her and they aren't sure why her blood pressure is so low.  I'm glad Katherine and Tracy are close by to check on her.  Also, to my stepdad, Jim, with his tooth/jaw woes.:::::::Service Project<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnqaRGfLbI/AAAAAAAAEWI/GQBSgp6YBOE/s1600-h/service+project2+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnqaRGfLbI/AAAAAAAAEWI/GQBSgp6YBOE/s400/service+project2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335052970585173426" /></a><br /><br />:::::::::::::More Strawberry Farm layouts::::<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Sgnqa0axUbI/AAAAAAAAEWY/vJaJezA3iAg/s1600-h/strawberry+farm+7+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Sgnqa0axUbI/AAAAAAAAEWY/vJaJezA3iAg/s400/strawberry+farm+7+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335052980065489330" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnqavDrqtI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/sJVAqZ6Aw6k/s1600-h/strawberry+farm+6+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnqavDrqtI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/sJVAqZ6Aw6k/s400/strawberry+farm+6+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335052978626472658" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Sgnqae5tfwI/AAAAAAAAEWA/I4zzlt34gis/s1600-h/Strawberry+farm+2+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Sgnqae5tfwI/AAAAAAAAEWA/I4zzlt34gis/s400/Strawberry+farm+2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335052974289682178" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Sgns2DOtIHI/AAAAAAAAEWg/1vPBOsWoQO8/s1600-h/bologna.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Sgns2DOtIHI/AAAAAAAAEWg/1vPBOsWoQO8/s400/bologna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335055646921138290" /></a><br /><br />I've been reading books on critical thinking...Bologna (Baloney)Detectors, so to speak.  I really enjoyed these books on the subject:<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnqaG_aOZI/AAAAAAAAEV4/H9t51JGOfHc/s1600-h/carl+s.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnqaG_aOZI/AAAAAAAAEV4/H9t51JGOfHc/s400/carl+s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335052967871134098" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnteSdzFxI/AAAAAAAAEWw/uxI-KM9Djhw/s1600-h/critical+thinking.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnteSdzFxI/AAAAAAAAEWw/uxI-KM9Djhw/s400/critical+thinking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335056338205742866" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnteCVUc3I/AAAAAAAAEWo/aPGg4F8W4Cc/s1600-h/lies-damned-lies-218d.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SgnteCVUc3I/AAAAAAAAEWo/aPGg4F8W4Cc/s400/lies-damned-lies-218d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335056333875213170" /></a><br />I like to think I'm getting a little farther along on the road to discerning the information I come in contact with each day.  <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Sgnx2cSsKyI/AAAAAAAAEW4/WkqGRNOZtE0/s1600-h/girls+night+out.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/Sgnx2cSsKyI/AAAAAAAAEW4/WkqGRNOZtE0/s400/girls+night+out.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335061151206877986" /></a><br /><br />::::::::::::::::The Movie Tavern---or Fun with my Mom::::<br /><br />My mother took me out to the Movie Tavern in Tucker for my birthday.  Neither of us had been there before.  When you walk in you get in line and tell the cashier the movie and time, then order your meal.  You are then given a number on a stand and go to your theatre and find a seat.  Mom ordered chicken quesadillas and I got the turkey club wrap with side salad.  The theatre was clean and the seats were comfy, but if you wear pantyhose and a skirt you may tend to feel like you are going to slide out onto the floor.  At least, that is what my mom tells me.  (I think pantyhose are products of Satan and his minions...this may run contrary to that whole critical thinking section preceding this review...but run with it.)<br />Right before the movie started we got our meal.  We shared and agreed that both were delicious.  So we give the Tavern's food and cleanliness high marks.  The restroom was also clean and had those hand dryers that blow so hard that your skin ripples and dries your hands in 5 seconds.  Those are the coolest!<br />  Now to the movie.  We chose to see "Wolverine".  I'm glad the kids were not with us because it really isn't suitable for kids under 13.  The chase scenes and explosions are expected, but some scenes are just too much for kids.  Hugh Jackman is seen in his altogether (I would like to applaud Mr. Jackman for sticking to those rigourous workouts)but I don't think that is the best thing for kids to see.  (The comparisons alone cover that).  Kind folks are killed, so a big no for Rachel to see.  She would be depressed the rest of the film.  Overall, the film was what I expected.  Not as cool as Star Trek, but still a cool action flick for the older crowd.<br /><br />::::::::::::::::Court of Honor:::<br /><br />I'm off to take Aaron to Court of Honor.  He is going to help mow the grass in preparation for the evenings festivities.  Then, we get to eat Mexican food.  Michael, who is sick, will stay at home and make grilled cheese for the kids.  Michael got sick from the nursery kids he watched for me when I went to In-gathering.  He has finally passed it to Aaron and me, but Michael is much sicker.  Well...I'm outta here.<br /><br />Smiles<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-1109057436954422554?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com'/></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2009 17:57:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[*edited after Girl Scouts.  :::::::::::LIFE WITH NOAH::::: We, like many people, have a morning routine. Our routine puts us outside about 2 minutes before the school bus arrives. This morning the bus arrived about 7 minutes late. Noah happened to be w...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[*edited after Girl Scouts. <A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SfdD9uRQ_1I/AAAAAAAAEUI/XhiVn5Shq3w/s1600-h/bus.jpg"><IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329803411687800658 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SfdD9uRQ_1I/AAAAAAAAEUI/XhiVn5Shq3w/s400/bus.jpg"></A> :::::::::::LIFE WITH NOAH::::: We, like many people, have a morning routine. Our routine puts us outside about 2 minutes before the school bus arrives. This morning the bus arrived about 7 minutes late. Noah happened to be wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, navy slacks and a tie (he would have you know that it was not clip-on)because his teacher told the students to dress nicely for their field trip to see a play at Georgia Tech. I stood with the kids as they boarded the bus. The bus driver closed the doors, then pulled forward a little and stopped to open the doors. He is an older gentleman and he looked to be laughing. He asked me, "Is the boy dressed up with a tie your kid?" I had to admit it...so I replied, "Yes." Then, he said, "Well he just checked his watch when he got on the bus and asked me why I was late. He looks like a little business man." I asked the driver if he had ever seen the show "Monk"?, and he responded, "Yes". I said, "Well, that is our Monk." We both laughed and off they went. One of the things Noah loves to do is say things really loud. Here is an example:<br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d0202c78b359ba1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAJRKzAPfu3a7ks9WIkYJqTEauJM2iH7jcgUbct60hhHrmYKMIrM0jlIxqZfXf66fhe1fK45V9WtDSKJ6boihXiarLd2gLki5GQBuHbMgp9kt6bT6FaL07yPHg5U07bQUEMAabgp05utK7J007w1c-Abl94cNEhw_sDASf1j4GaHZWnHrYzvh7XghPiB0wOcylBgzeuTH78kS3R08Sp20iKt6hx32_kdcMyGOtIx9rBJ2%26sigh%3DFHeFOOGX3Kx00J5_SmvRd8x4vzs%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d0202c78b359ba1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DKDjmcFA5JeEx2eDQ_gyyAKl6m98&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAJRKzAPfu3a7ks9WIkYJqTEauJM2iH7jcgUbct60hhHrmYKMIrM0jlIxqZfXf66fhe1fK45V9WtDSKJ6boihXiarLd2gLki5GQBuHbMgp9kt6bT6FaL07yPHg5U07bQUEMAabgp05utK7J007w1c-Abl94cNEhw_sDASf1j4GaHZWnHrYzvh7XghPiB0wOcylBgzeuTH78kS3R08Sp20iKt6hx32_kdcMyGOtIx9rBJ2%26sigh%3DFHeFOOGX3Kx00J5_SmvRd8x4vzs%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d0202c78b359ba1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DKDjmcFA5JeEx2eDQ_gyyAKl6m98&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>One other Noah story: We had Pack meeting last Wednesday. Brother Peterson, the Cubmaster, asked the boys, "Do you want to play a game?" To wit,Noah called out, "If it's for being noisy, I'll win." ::::::::::::::::Another Easter Layout:::::::: <A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SfdZtWjt3iI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/V8Re_DMl-ms/s1600-h/Easter+1+copy.jpg"><IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329827319700643362 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SfdZtWjt3iI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/V8Re_DMl-ms/s400/Easter+1+copy.jpg"></A> <A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SfeJRMY73BI/AAAAAAAAEUY/n2xIU3AfsRY/s1600-h/Easter+4+copy.jpg"><IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329879612492864530 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SfeJRMY73BI/AAAAAAAAEUY/n2xIU3AfsRY/s400/Easter+4+copy.jpg"></A> I'm off to pick up Eve from Daisy Scouts. Take care!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-6848706389225920657?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com'/></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Burnin&#8217; Daylight</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey folks!  My dad always says that to tell people that times going by and you need to get to work.  Well, I need to go for a walk and do housework, but I wanted to post some of the layouts I have been working on.I still have to work on more zoo pages ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX_ZhrumRI/AAAAAAAAERk/3xsSjN-Z_z8/s1600-h/f6a782a007c1ffb70efbd0603bff412c67822511.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX_ZhrumRI/AAAAAAAAERk/3xsSjN-Z_z8/s400/f6a782a007c1ffb70efbd0603bff412c67822511.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324942948439070994" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hey folks!  My dad always says that to tell people that times going by and you need to get to work.  Well, I need to go for a walk and do housework, but I wanted to post some of the layouts I have been working on.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX7uhTEIpI/AAAAAAAAERM/tg0PgF5vuH0/s1600-h/zoo+2+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX7uhTEIpI/AAAAAAAAERM/tg0PgF5vuH0/s400/zoo+2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324938911066366610" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX7uVDdi6I/AAAAAAAAERE/56PVcDltiYM/s1600-h/zoo+7+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX7uVDdi6I/AAAAAAAAERE/56PVcDltiYM/s400/zoo+7+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324938907779697570" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX7uVNVRlI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/nnocqycYafg/s1600-h/zoo+1+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX7uVNVRlI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/nnocqycYafg/s400/zoo+1+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324938907821098578" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX7uCLnaeI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/dCB-PJEp4LE/s1600-h/zoo+6+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX7uCLnaeI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/dCB-PJEp4LE/s400/zoo+6+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324938902713625058" /></a><br /><br />I still have to work on more zoo pages and the Easter pictures.  We had a great time at my dad and Alice's house with my sisters, Katherine and Tracy.  The kids loved the confetti, or cascarones, eggs the best. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX_ZmONpKI/AAAAAAAAERc/4evhk32z6mo/s1600-h/b97d543f662263866909f48736e473e81328ab43.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX_ZmONpKI/AAAAAAAAERc/4evhk32z6mo/s400/b97d543f662263866909f48736e473e81328ab43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324942949657453730" /></a> We think we might just hide the confetti eggs next year and have the candy in the house for them to get afterwards.<br /><br />Eve got a tick on her neck at an Easter egg hunt the day before.  The hunt took place in and near some woods.  She asked me what the bump on  her neck was and I said, "OHHHH MICHAEL, Eve's got a tick!"<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX-9xW93cI/AAAAAAAAERU/T1It_La6W7Q/s1600-h/81a9c6cd620d33bb53f09421fd2f4251487191b0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX-9xW93cI/AAAAAAAAERU/T1It_La6W7Q/s400/81a9c6cd620d33bb53f09421fd2f4251487191b0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324942471610621378" /></a>  She was really brave while Michael grabbed a knife and slide the blade under the mouth part and put his thumb on the tick's head.  He pulled and the tick let go after a brief tug.  He hopped down and tried to wonder off, but I had Michael kill him.  This upset Eve.  She thinks that even ticks deserve to live.  I, on the other hand, did not feel so inclined.  They can play in the woods, but not on my family.  From some of the tick pics I could find on line I think it was a male, but I'm not sure of the species.  You may find Eve with a shirt, or poster that says, "Be Kind To Ticks Week", but I won't be at the rally.<br /><br />We dropped by my mom and Jim's on the way home from the Easter festivities at dad's.  The kids were refortified with bags of sugary treats.  Grannies are the best!<br /><br />:::::::::::::TESTING, TESTING...1, 2, 3...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX_vXaniQI/AAAAAAAAERs/TRi4rn7P3QA/s1600-h/dfd3959e643631c42c4a18e5164d5e48d1e2a336.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SeX_vXaniQI/AAAAAAAAERs/TRi4rn7P3QA/s400/dfd3959e643631c42c4a18e5164d5e48d1e2a336.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324943323640072450" /></a><br /><br />Taylor kids 1, 2 and 3 are testing this week.  They are taking the Criterion Reference Test.  The reading portion was yesterday and I didn't hear any moaning and groaning, so I guess they felt okay about the questions.<br /><br />:::::::::::::Time to Walk...<br />Daylights a wastin!  Smiles!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-4878404143512792456?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com'/></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Beautiful, Breezy Monday</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 21:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[book review]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[:::::::::Today::::::I took my normal route to, around and from the park. It was so beautiful today.  There was a bit of a cold breeze, but thanks to my trusty sweatshirt life was fine.:::::::::Yesterday::I had a rather calm day with the nursery kids at...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SZnZjOLE7QI/AAAAAAAAEBo/6vN9ls8xjHs/s1600-h/280292dd57614f24472e930b76040812eb7de32a.jpg"><img  src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SZnZjOLE7QI/AAAAAAAAEBo/6vN9ls8xjHs/s400/280292dd57614f24472e930b76040812eb7de32a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303509235328675074" /></a><br />:::::::::Today::::::<br />I took my normal route to, around and from the park. It was so beautiful today.  There was a bit of a cold breeze, but thanks to my trusty sweatshirt life was fine.<br /><br />:::::::::Yesterday::<br />I had a rather calm day with the nursery kids at church.  Michael came into help and so did a couple of moms.  We have a really nice assistant that held our one that wanted to weep.  We also have a resident grandpa that keeps the peace.  Michael gave the lesson on The Good Samaritan.  After book reading the children colored pictures about loving each other.  We ended the day by "Walking in the Forest".  A fun pretend way to go on a trip and be different animals.  Our potty training kid had to opportunities for success, so all around a great couple of hours.<br /><br />I called my stepmom, Alice, because we had the day open and she said, "Come on down!"  She made some bbq chicken, carrots and steamed rice with veggies.  My dad has been working hard and not feeling too well.  Michael sat with him and watched NASCAR.  Michael also played his new guitar.  It's a Breedlove and he loves having the cutout and it resonats better than Aaron's beginner's guitar.  The kids were good and it was fun to talk with my sister, Katherine.  I helped Alice load some family photos she received and she let us put them on our computer too.  Michael has them on his laptop, so when he sends me the files I will post a couple of photos.  There were a few of the cutest brown-eyed brother of mine when he was a toddler.  There were also a few with my dad as a kid and young adult.  Fun stuff!<br /><br /><br />Another Valentine's Day layout from Noah's Party:<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SZnVmdEj-aI/AAAAAAAAEBg/qAKZJRGen_M/s1600-h/bingo+valentines+copy.jpg"><img  src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcEVPrCcPic/SZnVmdEj-aI/AAAAAAAAEBg/qAKZJRGen_M/s400/bingo+valentines+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303504892820978082" /></a><br /><br />:::::::::::::::Book Review:::::::::<br /><br /><u>Half Magic</u> by Eagerly was a cute book, but not timeless.  The book would probably be more fun to just read out right.  The kids and I didn't like the Reader's Theatre concept with the discordant voices.  We all decided we prefer a narrarator style.  The book is about an adventure undertaken by 4 siblings with an old, magic coin.  So, if you like adventure stories with magic you would probably enjoy this one.<br /><br />Must go now!  Take care! :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-8653299480151676199?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com'/></div>]]></content:encoded>
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