<?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-7486774462730656693</id><updated>2011-09-26T15:39:05.924-04:00</updated><category term='outings'/><category term='Carlos'/><category term='Joshua'/><category term='field trips'/><category term='fall'/><category term='Leni December 2008'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Leni December Christmas 2008'/><category term='intro'/><title type='text'>Counting my blessings daily...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-118519664722866823</id><published>2009-09-17T22:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:50:56.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are back to school! Co op started three weeks ago, but we just started homeschooling this week. Brooke was so sick that she had to be in ICU for 6 of the 8 days she was hospitalized. Thank the Lord she is on the mend, and the baby is fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-118519664722866823?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/118519664722866823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=118519664722866823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/118519664722866823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/118519664722866823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-are-back-to-school-co-op-started.html' title=''/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-9110796799274262611</id><published>2008-12-21T11:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:53:29.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leni December 2008'/><title type='text'>Leni's Hospital Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SU5yqQXkQNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bf2-AJirVmo/s1600-h/Leni+in+hospital+with+Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282285483226054866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SU5yqQXkQNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bf2-AJirVmo/s200/Leni+in+hospital+with+Mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I will be as brief as possible &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(But it will still be a book)&lt;br /&gt;and try to explain what happened:&lt;br /&gt;This really has no bearing on the story,&lt;br /&gt;but you need to know why we thought she might have had something in her throat.&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, we had a Christmas party &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for our local homeschooler's group&lt;br /&gt;and we made Christmas ornaments &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to give out to the Meals on Wheels recipients.&lt;br /&gt;The table was full of glitter, tinsel, beads, sequins, etc.&lt;br /&gt;This party was from 12-2.&lt;br /&gt;Selena was fine, and I asked ALL of the other moms&lt;br /&gt;and older children to help me watch her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because she has a tendency to put things in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Selena did great and I did not see her eat anything (nonfood) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nor did I have to take anything away from her.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... fast forward to Thursday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had already eaten supper, had baths, etc,&lt;br /&gt;when out of nowhere Selena started coughing really frantically about 8:55.&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed her throat several times and said "OW!"&lt;br /&gt;I got her calmed down, and she was breathing, but kind of not herself.&lt;br /&gt;So I offered her water, and she still acted as if something was in her throat.&lt;br /&gt;Promptly at 9 pm, I put her in the car and drove to the ER in Union.&lt;br /&gt;They examined her there and she appeared to be fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever it was seemed to have been coughed up.&lt;br /&gt;Great!&lt;br /&gt;"We just wanna take a quick peek with an xray to make sure..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So they did an xray.&lt;br /&gt;When they came out to us, they informed me that Selena "had aspirated a SPRING!!!"&lt;br /&gt;What?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Okay... now what do we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they put us in an ambulance, and sent us to Spartanburg.&lt;br /&gt;In Spartanburg, they reviewed the documents &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and determined it would be best to go in with a scope and retrieve the item.&lt;br /&gt;So, they put her to sleep in the middle of the night and took her to surgery.&lt;br /&gt;They worked on her for over an hour and finally came out and told me they could not see anything at all in her bronchial tubes, lungs, etc.&lt;br /&gt;However, the xray showed something for sure.&lt;br /&gt;What they did was gas her while she was sleeping first, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to make her groggy, then IV sedation, to total unconsciousness.&lt;br /&gt;so she was out for all of this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She woke up with very little obvious discomfort &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and recovered very well each time.&lt;br /&gt;The meds they gave her not only anesthetized &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her but also had an amnesia effect so it made her forget the whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;That was an answered prayer right there.&lt;br /&gt;I asked how bad it would be for her for us to just leave it alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the doctor informed me she could die, or lose her lung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said it had to come out.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY- I get it- Leaving it in is NOT an option!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said we needed to get up to Greenville hospital,&lt;br /&gt;but he wanted us to rest and go the next day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since the surgeons would have to be called in, etc, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Selena was calm and not in pain, etc.&lt;br /&gt;So, on Friday, we got up and were put in ANOTHER ambulance and taken to Greenville.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told us from the xrays, it would be straight forward.&lt;br /&gt;We would get this thing out.&lt;br /&gt;He would be ready to do plan A, B, C.&lt;br /&gt;A: Being the least invasive which is just the tube down the throat.&lt;br /&gt;B: Being a flexible tube inside a rigid tube to go even deeper into the lungs.&lt;br /&gt;C worst case scenario, Open chest surgery to cut it out from the exterior.&lt;br /&gt;Again, he did not want to do this late in the day or middle of the night, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so they scheduled Selena for 8 am Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;After about 30-45 minutes of being in the OR, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one of the surgeons came out to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and questioned me to try to remember if she could have possibly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at any time prior to this coughing episode &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ingested something else that was actually embedded  in the lining of her lung.&lt;br /&gt;I told him about the party, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they thought maybe it wa a sequin, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that would explain the difficulty in seeing it in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor could see it on x ray plain as day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but inside with the scope, it was not there.&lt;br /&gt;They did this 3 times, with x rays, and a (sp?) flouroscope as well.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain how we do arts and crafts, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have a busy and active, AKA messy family,&lt;br /&gt;so it could have been anytime, really, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I knew there was not a choking incident &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that I was aware of anytime before Thursday at almost 9 pm...&lt;br /&gt;They went back into surgery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and after what seemed an eternity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(when in actuality was only 30-45 more minutes)&lt;br /&gt;the Doc came back out and told us.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they did not cut on her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They did scope her , but called in other specialists before operating and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Spring" was actually a medical device in her heart,&lt;br /&gt;placed as an infant so no one knew it&lt;br /&gt;and no one told us about it and it was supposed to be there,&lt;br /&gt;and NOTHING is wrong with her now- Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a short while,(maybe an hour or so) I was furious with the social workers&lt;br /&gt;who blatantly lied to me about her health condition.&lt;br /&gt;They did not only leave out that she had this repair done,&lt;br /&gt;they pointedly told me "SHE is fortunate that she did NOT have the congenital heart defect most downs kids have".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I called the caseworker, she apologized profusely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but she herself did not know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, really, it was not her fault. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still feel like I should have been told this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after talking to a friend, who reminded me that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"All things work together for the good of those who love the Lord,"&lt;br /&gt;I realized that if I had known about this heart defect &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may not have pursued her adoption.&lt;br /&gt;I am ashamed to admit it, even to myself, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but selfishly, we did not want a lot of issues &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that would take away from the kids we already had.&lt;br /&gt;So knowingly adopting a child in a medically fragile state we felt would be unwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not matter now; when I saw her, I knew she was mine.&lt;br /&gt;God kept that secret for me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I did not need to know it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then with this episode He allowed it to be revealed to me at the perfect time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Please continue rejoicing with me in Selena's perfect healing and in our recognition of God's perfect will for our lives...&lt;br /&gt;I never cease to be amazed with how He plans things.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;Allison&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/7486774462730656693-9110796799274262611?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SU5yqQXkQNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bf2-AJirVmo/s72-c/Leni+in+hospital+with+Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-7073351865627320993</id><published>2008-12-14T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:04:08.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leni December Christmas 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Christmas Parade 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SU51fE91tVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4JaAxRGiDZs/s1600-h/DSCI0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282288589721679186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SU51fE91tVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4JaAxRGiDZs/s200/DSCI0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Carlos, Joshua, and Leni on Mrs. Elaine's Polar Express Christmas float.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day was very cold and the children were told to wear pajamas and take off their coats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, the day turned even colder and it started to rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At that point, Joshua climbed into the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(mind you, this was just a painted cardboard box with cutouts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But he did not want to sit in the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leni was thrilled and yelled loudly the whole trip up the street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She tried to say Merry Christmas over and over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They all waved the perfect parade wave and best of all, they stayed on the float! Success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-7073351865627320993?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/7073351865627320993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=7073351865627320993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/7073351865627320993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/7073351865627320993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-parade-2008.html' title='Christmas Parade 2008'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SU51fE91tVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4JaAxRGiDZs/s72-c/DSCI0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-1380041862043804463</id><published>2008-11-02T22:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:12:52.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2008 Dance for the girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5sAp187OI/AAAAAAAAAD8/W04xUWAi1Aw/s1600-h/DSCI0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264263772930632930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5sAp187OI/AAAAAAAAAD8/W04xUWAi1Aw/s200/DSCI0294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5sABJYKII/AAAAAAAAAD0/tW3FvduSwvc/s1600-h/DSCI0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264263762006255746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5sABJYKII/AAAAAAAAAD0/tW3FvduSwvc/s200/DSCI0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5r_6f98vI/AAAAAAAAADs/tFTw43PTTXs/s1600-h/DSCI0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264263760221958898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5r_6f98vI/AAAAAAAAADs/tFTw43PTTXs/s200/DSCI0279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5r_TBWiZI/AAAAAAAAADk/BnusvQRiv6I/s1600-h/DSCI0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264263749624564114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5r_TBWiZI/AAAAAAAAADk/BnusvQRiv6I/s200/DSCI0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the girls as they went off to the dance at Union Christian Day School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah was a Dark Fairy (sporting her inner goth), Kayla (my niece) was Punk Rock Vampire wanna be (but her teeth would not stay on- LOL), and Rebekah was a Fairy Princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-1380041862043804463?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/1380041862043804463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=1380041862043804463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/1380041862043804463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/1380041862043804463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-2008-dance-for-girls.html' title='Halloween 2008 Dance for the girls'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5sAp187OI/AAAAAAAAAD8/W04xUWAi1Aw/s72-c/DSCI0294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-320657428750785093</id><published>2008-11-02T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:00:52.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2008- the rest of the kids- lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5pSBcrX9I/AAAAAAAAADc/cPmS5tPXV-Y/s1600-h/P1010150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260772789968850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5pSBcrX9I/AAAAAAAAADc/cPmS5tPXV-Y/s200/P1010150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5pR4iqsKI/AAAAAAAAADU/G8DkKEG2LRE/s1600-h/P1010148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260770399170722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5pR4iqsKI/AAAAAAAAADU/G8DkKEG2LRE/s200/P1010148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5pR8HDQEI/AAAAAAAAADM/5pA9CcPYFZw/s1600-h/P1010139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264260771357081666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5pR8HDQEI/AAAAAAAAADM/5pA9CcPYFZw/s200/P1010139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are Spiderman- Joseph, Darth Vader- Joshua, and Green Power Ranger- Carlos dressed up for Trunk or Treat. (We don't usually do anything Halloweenish, so this was fun for them) We actually went to Home Depot Halloween night and took all the kids shopping for toilets and bath tubs- woo hoo! What fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-320657428750785093?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/320657428750785093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=320657428750785093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/320657428750785093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/320657428750785093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-2008-rest-of-kids-lol.html' title='Halloween 2008- the rest of the kids- lol'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5pSBcrX9I/AAAAAAAAADc/cPmS5tPXV-Y/s72-c/P1010150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-3956742371690546487</id><published>2008-11-02T21:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:54:08.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5npc0pfxI/AAAAAAAAADE/-GDxAJNB8S0/s1600-h/P1010145+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264258976252002066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5npc0pfxI/AAAAAAAAADE/-GDxAJNB8S0/s200/P1010145+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5njioaGUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CYhQToBAn5E/s1600-h/P1010144+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264258874732058946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5njioaGUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CYhQToBAn5E/s200/P1010144+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5njYKAzMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MqMKzLlPyFk/s1600-h/P1010143+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264258871920217282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5njYKAzMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MqMKzLlPyFk/s200/P1010143+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5njNxY6TI/AAAAAAAAACs/ELD28cFeU9c/s1600-h/P1010142+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264258869132585266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5njNxY6TI/AAAAAAAAACs/ELD28cFeU9c/s200/P1010142+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5niyiMdsI/AAAAAAAAACk/zdGYY0KZODw/s1600-h/P1010141+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264258861821097666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5niyiMdsI/AAAAAAAAACk/zdGYY0KZODw/s200/P1010141+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5niuwUGEI/AAAAAAAAACc/Alkc7tYOqhw/s1600-h/P1010140+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264258860806576194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5niuwUGEI/AAAAAAAAACc/Alkc7tYOqhw/s200/P1010140+-+Copy.jpg" 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;div&gt;Here is Snow White, twirling and dancing in the yard. I made her dress a little too long, and did not have time to hem it. Sooo, she wore it more like a ball gown, which actually worked out alright as it was very cold Wednesday night when we went to Trunk or Treat at church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-3956742371690546487?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/3956742371690546487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=3956742371690546487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/3956742371690546487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/3956742371690546487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-2008.html' title='Halloween 2008'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQ5npc0pfxI/AAAAAAAAADE/-GDxAJNB8S0/s72-c/P1010145+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-4186260782094847202</id><published>2008-10-13T23:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:12:52.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Orchard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQP43ioHYzI/AAAAAAAAACU/PNXqubiB4Q4/s1600-h/Groups+posed+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261322422770426674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQP43ioHYzI/AAAAAAAAACU/PNXqubiB4Q4/s200/Groups+posed+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are at Windy Hill Apple Orchard in York, SC with our homeschool group. We listened to the story of Johnny Appleseed, then stuffed a scarecrow, and finally rode the huge tractor full of hay. We also enjoyed some fresh apple cider before heading home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-4186260782094847202?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/4186260782094847202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=4186260782094847202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/4186260782094847202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/4186260782094847202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/10/apple-orchard.html' title='Apple Orchard'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQP43ioHYzI/AAAAAAAAACU/PNXqubiB4Q4/s72-c/Groups+posed+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-6550253160704522789</id><published>2008-10-12T00:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:52:59.794-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Picking Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQPzdRoR1nI/AAAAAAAAACM/vO3fetL-6wM/s1600-h/picking+pumpkins+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261316473972971122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQPzdRoR1nI/AAAAAAAAACM/vO3fetL-6wM/s200/picking+pumpkins+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The children got their own pumpkin to take home. Joshua refused to believe Mama's warning to hold it from the bottom...that the stem would break. He learned his lesson the hard way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-6550253160704522789?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/6550253160704522789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=6550253160704522789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/6550253160704522789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/6550253160704522789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/10/picking-pumpkins.html' title='Picking Pumpkins'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQPzdRoR1nI/AAAAAAAAACM/vO3fetL-6wM/s72-c/picking+pumpkins+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-8487793493557162647</id><published>2008-10-11T22:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:28:23.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQPxa4Zfm9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Kc6LYNLdj7A/s1600-h/DSCI0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261314233817078738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQPxa4Zfm9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Kc6LYNLdj7A/s200/DSCI0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was our group at Strawberry Hill Pumpkin Patch in Chesnee, SC. The weather was beautiful. The tractor was broken down that would normally be used for the hayride, so we hitched a ride on a peach truck after taking a break to get an ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261314626559882066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQPxxverM1I/AAAAAAAAACE/u6JZOyMnnls/s200/DSCI0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-8487793493557162647?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/8487793493557162647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=8487793493557162647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/8487793493557162647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/8487793493557162647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SQPxa4Zfm9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Kc6LYNLdj7A/s72-c/DSCI0081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-8530367872053914331</id><published>2008-09-29T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:39:49.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Myrtle Beach 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SOGDQA-cIUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c-iLTkVGs7c/s1600-h/P1010184+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251622951653744962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SOGDQA-cIUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c-iLTkVGs7c/s320/P1010184+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-8530367872053914331?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/8530367872053914331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=8530367872053914331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/8530367872053914331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/8530367872053914331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/09/myrtle-beach-2008_29.html' title='Myrtle Beach 2008'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SOGDQA-cIUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c-iLTkVGs7c/s72-c/P1010184+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-7605655847703955460</id><published>2008-09-29T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:35:50.732-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Myrtle Beach 2008</title><content type='html'>Well, we have had a great few days at Myrtle Beach!&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favorite teenage girls in the world (S &amp;amp; R) have been having some low tech days with minimal cellphone time and maximum together time. Three little rambunctious boys (C, J, and J) and a sweet little girl (L) have enjoyed digging for crabs, shark teeth, and fancy shells. They have also mastered putt putt and the lazy river. The place we are staying has many pools and hot tubs and they love jumping in and out at whim. Poppy actually got into a couple of the hot tubs, and got a lot of attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-7605655847703955460?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/7605655847703955460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=7605655847703955460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/7605655847703955460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/7605655847703955460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/09/myrtle-beach-2008.html' title='Myrtle Beach 2008'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486774462730656693.post-5121615128816517932</id><published>2008-09-22T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:07:16.531-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>Here we are!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;I just had to join the blogging world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;I needed to find something to do with my spare time- lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Anyway, I have been on blogger over a year so that I could read other people's blogs, but never set up my own. So here it is finally~ smile~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486774462730656693-5121615128816517932?l=countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/feeds/5121615128816517932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486774462730656693&amp;postID=5121615128816517932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/5121615128816517932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486774462730656693/posts/default/5121615128816517932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingmyblessingsdaily.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-we-are.html' title='Here we are!'/><author><name>blessedmomofmany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14122786680167754654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4eI1d1wcCg/SVUd5TiGd4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/maiknYxKaaU/S220/IMGP3758.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
