<?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-5479128822915753307</id><updated>2011-09-28T14:35:05.133-07:00</updated><category term='Deacon'/><title type='text'>Hearts of Dart</title><subtitle type='html'>sharing my hearts with you</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-8762725231666982178</id><published>2010-12-27T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T12:03:12.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY  - A BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5ZDFFCsI/AAAAAAAACP0/s0YxzGNc-m0/s1600/2010%2B12%2B15_0917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556168036521937602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5ZDFFCsI/AAAAAAAACP0/s0YxzGNc-m0/s400/2010%2B12%2B15_0917.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My last day to ever have a baby inside of me! Bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5Y0ooSnI/AAAAAAAACPs/JZOX2kTPlhE/s1600/2010%2B12%2B16_0906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556168032644516466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5Y0ooSnI/AAAAAAAACPs/JZOX2kTPlhE/s400/2010%2B12%2B16_0906.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even his little hands look like little man hands!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5YbFLH8I/AAAAAAAACPk/Ws-7Z5gfeCo/s1600/2010%2B12%2B18_0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556168025784917954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5YbFLH8I/AAAAAAAACPk/Ws-7Z5gfeCo/s400/2010%2B12%2B18_0873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5YC-ymTI/AAAAAAAACPc/xXVhW1ALNyw/s1600/2010%2B12%2B18_0875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556168019315693874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5YC-ymTI/AAAAAAAACPc/xXVhW1ALNyw/s400/2010%2B12%2B18_0875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;David Patrick Dart, Jr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5X1LXmAI/AAAAAAAACPU/LlTegGOeIko/s1600/2010%2B12%2B16_0898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556168015610353666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5X1LXmAI/AAAAAAAACPU/LlTegGOeIko/s400/2010%2B12%2B16_0898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one of our dreams came true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are still in shock! Our girl world is turned upside down, our hens nest is stirred up! A little 8 pound 6 ounce boy came into our hearts on December 16th!! That day did not go the way that I had planned at all!! On the way to the hospital David and I finalized the girl name that we had picked out - Evangeline.. we just knew without a doubt that our baby was another girl! The ultrasound tech, slipped up and said "her" several times during our ultrasound...so we felt that it was surely a girl... and after a hard labor, with a roomful of nurses, mommas and my doula sister Jessi, the baby came out and I heard a moment of silence, everyone waiting for Dr. Elbourne to flip over the baby for us to see, I heard very loud screams of joy - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ITS A BOY&lt;/span&gt;!!! I didn't believe it. There was no way it could be true! BUT IT WAS TRUE! David, said it felt like he had won the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;superbowl and confetti should've been falling from the ceiling,&lt;/span&gt; all he needed was the ring. The minute HE was in my arms, there went my heart! I am so in love! A waiting room full of family and friends anxiously awaited the news, so we let our girls and our daddies lead the way into our room with family and friends following..then David announced very proudly that we have a SON! And more tears, hoots and hollers rang out, and our girls raced to our bed to see their new &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;little brother&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; THEY WERE ALSO IN LOVE! That was the happiest moment, PURE BLISS!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We praise God for giving us the desires of our hearts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the best nurses and the best doctor ever!  Everyone's hearts were so involved and everyone was so excited for us.  It was definitely a party in room 1 in the labor and delivery unit!  And when everyone cleared out and it was just a sleeping dad, me and the baby boy (around midnight)  i finally got a chance really look at him, and then i couldn't look at him without crying.  So many things ran through my mind like, his girlfriends and his future wife....oh man if they break his heart,,,ughghgh...and then they will have to meet some high standards of 5 women...  he will have so much fun with his dad, David has so many plans..... oh my heart was and is so full!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We brought him home to a house full of anxious girls, who called us at the hospital about every 5 minutes wondering when we were getting home.  They made signs and put them all around the house and in his room about how much they welcomed him and loved him and were glad that he was home.  It was the best night!&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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-8762725231666982178?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/8762725231666982178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=8762725231666982178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/8762725231666982178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/8762725231666982178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2010/12/finally-boy.html' title='FINALLY  - A BOY'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/TRt5ZDFFCsI/AAAAAAAACP0/s0YxzGNc-m0/s72-c/2010%2B12%2B15_0917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-7072804961049497544</id><published>2009-04-22T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:55:59.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Se_b-ESjPxI/AAAAAAAAAq4/IefL3kCjQZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327718743552507666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Se_b-ESjPxI/AAAAAAAAAq4/IefL3kCjQZ8/s400/DSC_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Se_bZ7lJE_I/AAAAAAAAAqw/QgkVcR9PoPQ/s1600-h/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327718122739274738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Se_bZ7lJE_I/AAAAAAAAAqw/QgkVcR9PoPQ/s400/DSC_0214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY BABY IS ONE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS POST IS SO LATE...LIKE A MONTH....BEEN REALLY BUSY WITH BUILDING OUR HOUSE!!  PRAISE THE LORD, IT IS ALMOST DONE, I MEAN WE HAVE SHEET ROCK FOR CRYIN OUT LOUD!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK SO ABOUT JOSIE BEING ONE....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW FAST TIME FLIES....WASNT IT JUST THE OTHER DAY THAT I BROUGHT HER HOME TO OUR TRAILER WHERE 3 BIG SISTERS ANXIOUSLY AWAITED US ON THE FRONT PORCH..WHO CAME RUNNING TO THE SUBURBAN TRYING TO GET TO THEIR NEW BABY!!?!?!?!  MY OH MY....ANY NOW..NOW SHE IS THE CUTEST LITTLE THING WHO WILL NOT WALK, SHE STANDS UP ALL PROUD AS CAN BE, BUT JUST CANT SEEM TO GET HER FEET TO STEP...SHE HAS SIX TEETH, THAT ARE STARTING TO HURT A BIT WHEN SHE STILL NURSES...YES SHE IS STILL NURSING...THIS IS GOING TO BE REALLY HARD....IS IT BINDING OR BLESSING ME?!?!?  I CHOOSE TO SAY THAT IT IS BLESSING ME, EVERYTIME I SEE HER LITTLE FACE RELAX AND LET OUT A BIG SIGH (LIKE SHE IS SAYING ..YEAHHH MY MOMMA..THANK YOU...) THAT JUST MELTS ME..HAHAH...THE LORD SURELY KNOWS WHAT HE IS DOING!! HE IS THE BEST!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU LORD FOR MY LITTLE JO!! SHE HAS STOLEN ALL OF OUR HEARTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5479128822915753307-7072804961049497544?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/7072804961049497544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=7072804961049497544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/7072804961049497544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/7072804961049497544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/04/one.html' title='ONE'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Se_b-ESjPxI/AAAAAAAAAq4/IefL3kCjQZ8/s72-c/DSC_0252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-606414712329129030</id><published>2009-03-31T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:33:06.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Tyke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SdJJsWzKTtI/AAAAAAAAAlw/5oU_6Ak2lYM/s1600-h/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SdJJsWzKTtI/AAAAAAAAAlw/5oU_6Ak2lYM/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SdJJs9jJAiI/AAAAAAAAAl4/LMET8viOfeM/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SdJJs9jJAiI/AAAAAAAAAl4/LMET8viOfeM/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SdJJs5BL9eI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YV_SCGFQW30/s1600-h/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SdJJs5BL9eI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YV_SCGFQW30/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SdJJtNoCyGI/AAAAAAAAAmI/W5cOpPbWpIM/s1600-h/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SdJJtNoCyGI/AAAAAAAAAmI/W5cOpPbWpIM/s400/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-3167323740731992517?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/3167323740731992517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=3167323740731992517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3167323740731992517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3167323740731992517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/03/cookies-and-curls.html' title='cookies and curls'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SdJJsWzKTtI/AAAAAAAAAlw/5oU_6Ak2lYM/s72-c/DSC_0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-3953806733861565800</id><published>2009-03-16T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:17:43.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>found a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb56J5rZm-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/VBhngYyDzAg/s1600-h/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313818920864029666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb56J5rZm-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/VBhngYyDzAg/s320/DSC_0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb6EtunOREI/AAAAAAAAAho/w4AvHzjyQHo/s1600-h/DSC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313830531485287490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb6EtunOREI/AAAAAAAAAho/w4AvHzjyQHo/s200/DSC_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb6IPBLdF8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Rr4e65wWpqU/s1600-h/DSC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313834401939658690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb6IPBLdF8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Rr4e65wWpqU/s400/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313817997744948994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb55UKyqRwI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/55MNMiuHex8/s200/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb55vuGDNxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/LCVXJxzdYZQ/s1600-h/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313818471077984018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb55vuGDNxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/LCVXJxzdYZQ/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb541fHbXlI/AAAAAAAAAhI/-O8_RIOTgU0/s1600-h/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313817470624816722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb541fHbXlI/AAAAAAAAAhI/-O8_RIOTgU0/s320/DSC_0126.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 style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the girls after school the other day and decided to invite McCaul and Hudson over....McCaul is in Evie and Bella's class at school and she is also on our tball team...well we had practice that afternoon so missy there mom met us at the ballfield that afternoon...well, I picked up mccaul's little sis who is addie's age also so that Addie could have a friend her age and wouldnt feel left out!!! BEST IDEA EVER!! they had so much fun playing and dressing up and they did'nt have to tagalong with the big sisters!!!!! Hudson and Addie will be in the same class also when they start prek in the fall (boohoo)...anyway here are some pics that i took of their fun day after school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb53imFWoII/AAAAAAAAAhA/WEhauGlpNiA/s1600-h/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb53imFWoII/AAAAAAAAAhA/WEhauGlpNiA/s400/DSC_0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5479128822915753307-3953806733861565800?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/3953806733861565800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=3953806733861565800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3953806733861565800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3953806733861565800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/03/found-friend.html' title='found a friend'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb56J5rZm-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/VBhngYyDzAg/s72-c/DSC_0186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-8424612141392449520</id><published>2009-03-16T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:53:13.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahoy mates!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;we had the most fun at Hastings birthday party.....there was an AWESOME treasure hunt!! We had a blast dressing up as pirates!!!  David said that this is the closest he'll come to having little boys!!  Anyway, Bella was the captain, Evie was oneeyedwille (goonies) adeleine was Smee and Josie was Lil' pirate!!!  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb5zmPs85KI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_ZREMZ1tjww/s1600-h/DSC_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb5zmPs85KI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_ZREMZ1tjww/s400/DSC_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb5zmhbJAmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/x-ecQDg_i-s/s1600-h/DSC_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb5zmhbJAmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/x-ecQDg_i-s/s400/DSC_0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb5zm4Rb0HI/AAAAAAAAAg4/PNiOG60TZvE/s1600-h/DSC_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb5zm4Rb0HI/AAAAAAAAAg4/PNiOG60TZvE/s400/DSC_0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-8424612141392449520?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/8424612141392449520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=8424612141392449520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/8424612141392449520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/8424612141392449520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='ahoy mates!!'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sb5zmPs85KI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_ZREMZ1tjww/s72-c/DSC_0240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-2308616791307683428</id><published>2009-03-10T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:02:30.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>limu lad for sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311602486091989746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaaUauYQvI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6NWn0yTNJRo/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311603360435283362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbabHT6EJaI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1oYxpJMePXE/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbacEYf2_AI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/YnIozzP7m1s/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311604409639566338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbacEYf2_AI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/YnIozzP7m1s/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sbabv8JtgiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sbcdS9Ry0sQ/s1600-h/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311604058433094178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/Sbabv8JtgiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sbcdS9Ry0sQ/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; EVIE, BELLA AND ADDIE  set up a lemonade (they pronounce it "lima - lade") stand on the front porch of our trailer in the country!!   They did'nt make much money, but we still had a fun day swinging!!! haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-2308616791307683428?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/2308616791307683428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=2308616791307683428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/2308616791307683428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/2308616791307683428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/03/limu-lad-for-sale.html' title='limu lad for sale'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaaUauYQvI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6NWn0yTNJRo/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-5679534831297003914</id><published>2009-03-10T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T09:46:11.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mardi Gras 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaY8Z0sHFI/AAAAAAAAAdY/B1iRZP9Osjc/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311600974021532754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaY8Z0sHFI/AAAAAAAAAdY/B1iRZP9Osjc/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaYVJkRFtI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DAtULOdBvPw/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311600299642787538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaYVJkRFtI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DAtULOdBvPw/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaX6v74MhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/89UCsJu2aAQ/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311599846085898770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaX6v74MhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/89UCsJu2aAQ/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaXSNsL8MI/AAAAAAAAAdA/r7nIfKP-DWM/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311599149698511042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaXSNsL8MI/AAAAAAAAAdA/r7nIfKP-DWM/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;evie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;bella&lt;/span&gt; were in the annual kindergarten mardi gras parade and you know that i had to make them the cutest float!! so we stayed up late late and decorated a darling little convertable corvette that we borrowed from a friend...so here are the pictures from that day..i was so mad, i couldnt get my camera to work until we got HOME from the parade, so here they are in our front yard!!&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/5479128822915753307-5679534831297003914?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/5679534831297003914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=5679534831297003914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/5679534831297003914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/5679534831297003914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/03/mardi-gras-2009.html' title='Mardi Gras 2009'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SbaY8Z0sHFI/AAAAAAAAAdY/B1iRZP9Osjc/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-6043429224112646090</id><published>2009-02-18T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:38:07.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun on the truck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZziLpKO8ZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/cOvgZ6N69Go/s1600-h/DSC_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZziLpKO8ZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/cOvgZ6N69Go/s400/DSC_0547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZziLxOrcCI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Pl5HNriVi-s/s1600-h/DSC_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZziLxOrcCI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Pl5HNriVi-s/s400/DSC_0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZziL5TpG5I/AAAAAAAAAZI/oPsHwHA-izU/s1600-h/DSC_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZziL5TpG5I/AAAAAAAAAZI/oPsHwHA-izU/s400/DSC_0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-6043429224112646090?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/6043429224112646090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=6043429224112646090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6043429224112646090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6043429224112646090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-on-truck.html' title='Fun on the truck!'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZziLpKO8ZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/cOvgZ6N69Go/s72-c/DSC_0547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-770437581156321480</id><published>2009-02-11T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:05:38.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle George</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZMulw4t6OI/AAAAAAAAAW4/_D4LNB-Ux74/s1600-h/DSC_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZMulw4t6OI/AAAAAAAAAW4/_D4LNB-Ux74/s400/DSC_0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sunset on the evening that Uncle George passed away...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While driving to Zachary I saw how magnificent it was and praise the Lord my camera was sitting right next to me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I was thinking to myself how &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Uncle George is face to face with the &lt;em&gt;One&lt;/em&gt; who painted this in the sky! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Glory!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-770437581156321480?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/770437581156321480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=770437581156321480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/770437581156321480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/770437581156321480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/02/uncle-george.html' title='Uncle George'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SZMulw4t6OI/AAAAAAAAAW4/_D4LNB-Ux74/s72-c/DSC_0223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-3699099086236079133</id><published>2009-01-30T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:53:37.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah-blah-blinga-la-la</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We are having fun with Granny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SYN23-3yoxI/AAAAAAAAASE/Guc-Xau1heU/s1600-h/DSC_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SYN23-3yoxI/AAAAAAAAASE/Guc-Xau1heU/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have laughed out loud so many times at her today..&lt;br /&gt;She told me something very disturbing while we were watching The Rescuers on Disney...when the alligators were bringing Penny back to the mean lady's house, she told me that she was once almost eaten by and alligator ......  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHATTTTT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I said maw....say that again, you were what?!?!?!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She said yes, when she was a baby, her momma and daddy left her on a pallet next to a lake while they were walking down a little... and then she said her momma heard her make some noise...she said she was about josie's age...and her momma looked at her and saw that an alligator was climbing on the shore toward her....ahhhh!!!  And then her daddy ran and saved her!!!  Man, oh man,,,none of us would've been here if her momma hadnt have heard make noise!!  The Lord was watching over His little genevieve that day!!!&lt;br /&gt;Maw wanted me to make sure yall knew that she doesnt have a yellow ribbon in her hair in this picture!! hahah!! it is inside that bowl behind her head! hahah!!oh never mind she really thought that it was really in her hair..she didnt know who put it in there..i am dying laughing again...i swoney!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-3699099086236079133?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/3699099086236079133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=3699099086236079133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3699099086236079133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3699099086236079133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/01/blah-blah-blinga-la-la_30.html' title='blah-blah-blinga-la-la'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SYN23-3yoxI/AAAAAAAAASE/Guc-Xau1heU/s72-c/DSC_0315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-6102806254887511802</id><published>2009-01-29T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:41:52.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE BAD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SYHFCCPN6WI/AAAAAAAAARM/o11Ho-D1fxE/s1600-h/DSC_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SYHFCCPN6WI/AAAAAAAAARM/o11Ho-D1fxE/s400/DSC_0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HERE IS ADDIE WITH HER "TAYLA SWIFT SHURT" ON THAT MAWEE  BOUGHT HER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SYHFC49msFI/AAAAAAAAARU/NpDcqE8Tmkg/s1600-h/DSC_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SYHFC49msFI/AAAAAAAAARU/NpDcqE8Tmkg/s400/DSC_0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST NIGHT I WAS FEELING LIKE I DID'NT SPEND ENOUGH TIME WITH ADDIE THAT DAY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I NEVER WANT HER TO FEEL LIKE A MIDDLE CHILD, SOMEONE WHO GETS LOOKED OVER..YADA YADA YADA...&lt;br /&gt;SO AFTER WE PUT THE KIDS IN BED AND THEY WERE ASLEEP, I DECIDED TO SURPRISE ADELEINE..&lt;br /&gt;SO I TIPTOED INTO THE GIRLS ROOM AND PICKED UP MY LITTLE SLEEPING ADELEINE AND BROUGHT HER TO HER BEDROOM...(SHE SLEEPS WITH HER BIG SISTERS IN THEIR ROOM). WHEN I LAYED HER DOWN READY TO SNUGGLE WITH HER, HER EYES FLEW OPEN AND SHE HAD A HUGE SMILE ON HER FACE!! FROM BEING ASLEEP TO BEING WIDE AWAKE TOTALLY EXCITED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"HEY ADDIE" I SAID, "CAN I SNUGGLE WITH YOU!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;" YES MAAM "SHE SAYS, SO HAPPY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;SO WE SNUGGLE TIGHT AND SHE STARTS TALKING TALKING TALKING UP A STORM!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;AND I SAY TO HER "WE HAVE TO BE QUIET B/C I AM SNEAKING AND IF DADDY HEARS US TALKING HE IS GOING TO SAY (AND I PRETENDED THAT I WAS HOLLERING) "KELLAY, COME BACK TO BED, JOSIE IS AWAKE"!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;SO WITH HER EYES REALLY BIG SHE PULLED MY FACE CLOSER TO HERS, AND LOUD WHISPERED...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"MOMMA MOMMA MOMMA, IF DADDY CALLS YOU, JUST &lt;em&gt;MAGNORE&lt;/em&gt; HIM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"WHAT DID YOU SAY" I SAID STRAINING TO UNDERSTAND WHAT SHE WAS TRYING TO SAY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;....THEN HANDS ON EACH SIDE OF MY FACE, PULLING ME CLOSER, SHE SAID &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"MOMMA, IF DADDY CALLS YOU AND TELLS YOU TO COME BACK ..JUST &lt;em&gt;MENORE &lt;/em&gt;HIM!! "&lt;br /&gt;STILL NOT UNDERSTANDING HER ...I SAID ADDIE SAY IT SLOWER....SHE SAID, "MOMMA MOMMA, (LITTLE HANDS NOW PATTING MY FACE, A LITTLE PANICKY) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;IF DADDY CALLS YOU BACK JUST &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MIGNORE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HIM!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Then I realized what she was saying and just about died out laughing!! I have no idea where she heard the word &lt;em&gt;ignore! So i told &lt;/em&gt;her that i needed to go to the bathroom ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"come right back momma"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;i ran to our room and told dave...of course he was hysterical...so on my way back from the bathroom, i stopped by the freezer and picked up some &lt;strong&gt;icecream&lt;/strong&gt;...so we "snuck" and ate icecream and read about 5 &lt;strong&gt;books&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;she was in &lt;em&gt;heaven,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;just me and her all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;eating icecream at 11 pm and reading books...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;EVERYTIME WE WOULD EAT A BITE OF ICECREAM WE WOULD PUT OUT FINGER OVER OUR LIPS AND DO THE QUIET SIGN, &lt;em&gt;GIGGLING&lt;/em&gt; THE ENTIRE TIME!! SO MUCH FUN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-6102806254887511802?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/6102806254887511802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=6102806254887511802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6102806254887511802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6102806254887511802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-are-bad.html' title='WE ARE BAD!!!'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SYHFCCPN6WI/AAAAAAAAARM/o11Ho-D1fxE/s72-c/DSC_0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-1659486708464759603</id><published>2009-01-14T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:22:43.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO SWEET</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.virb.com/chasesmith/videos/58142"&gt;http://www.virb.com/chasesmith/videos/58142&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so sweet! I bawled as I watched this video...I cannot wait to go and visit all of these darling kids....As I sat at my computer watching this, adeleine came up to me and said, "momma, awr those aunt jessi's kids?"...Yes Addie, these are aunt jessi's kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of you jess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-1659486708464759603?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/1659486708464759603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=1659486708464759603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/1659486708464759603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/1659486708464759603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-sweet.html' title='SO SWEET'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-75264361825704447</id><published>2009-01-14T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:18:56.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NINE MONTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That is how old I am now!!!!&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SW4bhiFpCfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/53ARwY1Jri8/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SW4kJb-w-jI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xZ8UFwYOrMI/s1600-h/DSC_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291206356755348018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SW4kJb-w-jI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xZ8UFwYOrMI/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I am getting so big!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Things I like NOW:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;crawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;gnaw&lt;/span&gt; on my mama's chin and face b/c I am working on my top teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;two new bottom teeth&lt;/span&gt;, they are really cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MY DADDY&lt;/span&gt;, he still puts the sparkle in my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love when Bella holds me and packs me around, even though I get &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whipped lashed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everynow and then..but bella is so funny, she makes me laugh and grin, especially when she sings, "heya comes sayna clawse" in her made up country twang accent and pretends that she is playing her air guitar!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love when Evie plays with me on the floor...she is not as strong as Bella, she struggles with me a bit, and sometimes she kneels down on the ground when she holds me, mom says she is "takin' a knee" b/c I am heavy and evie needs a little rest!!!I am about &lt;em&gt;TWENTY ONE&lt;/em&gt; pounds now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love to eat squash, broccoli, spaghetti, gumbo, alot of spicy things, don't even think about giving me baby food or baby cereal, you must be crazy if you think that I am going to eat that junk....Table food only for me please!! I still like kleinpeter milk the best though....that is &lt;em&gt;Kelli&lt;/em&gt; Kleinpeter milk!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love Coke!! momma sometimes gives it to me, not in a bottle or anything, just some sips of hers...(that is a shame)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mawee says that I am looking like my mama now that I am getting a &lt;strong&gt;little bit more hair!&lt;/strong&gt; Whenever I go to her house, she goes to the sink and wets her fingers and makes my hair stick up like a mohawk in the middle and then she sticks the sides up by my ears...I'm like Maw...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOBODY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wears their hair like this anymore...maybe when my momma was a baby, but not now...heloooooo it is the 2000's!! Oh well, I will let her reminisce! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I heard momma tell addie something the other day that made me really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;...We were all laying on the bed early one morning and we were watching that silly mexican girl on tv...you know dora...well, addie squeezed me a little bit hard and momma told her that she has to take care of me and NOT hurt me...she said that God sent me to Addie to have as a little sister...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a gift to addie from God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;she said that God sent addie as a gift to evie and bella for them to have a little sister .. to take special care of her...and now, God sent me to Addie for Addie to take care of and love me...Addies eyes grew big and I could &lt;em&gt;feel the love&lt;/em&gt; when she looked at me!!! She has a mission now! And I know that she will do good, I love her so much and I am so proud to have big sisters!! GIRL POWA!!we will be a force to recon with! and by the way, I love addies little freckles on her nose and her big blue eyes...and aunt jess just cut her hair again..it is &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAH LING&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;anyway, momma still cant stop kissing me, just like pawee, they might as well, put me on a plate and eat me up!! they just cant resist all of my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;soft rolls and my fat cheeks!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;okay that is all for now...just wanted to let yall know what is going on in my little world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Love, Josie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-75264361825704447?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/75264361825704447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=75264361825704447' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/75264361825704447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/75264361825704447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/01/nine-months.html' title='NINE MONTHS'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SW4bhiFpCfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/53ARwY1Jri8/s72-c/DSC_0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-6958922351488913279</id><published>2009-01-06T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T08:45:05.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Play and Puppets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SWN1S8tYVFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WQMuNoM4BZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288199355857654866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SWN1S8tYVFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WQMuNoM4BZ8/s200/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SWOKaT3uqfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HcySxhOAA2E/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288222572078344690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SWOKaT3uqfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HcySxhOAA2E/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SWN0vvLG7MI/AAAAAAAAAQc/H8RbIk5iEDQ/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288198750928825538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SWN0vvLG7MI/AAAAAAAAAQc/H8RbIk5iEDQ/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SWNv0P8OnuI/AAAAAAAAAQU/m2f05wjsLR4/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SWNv0P8OnuI/AAAAAAAAAQU/m2f05wjsLR4/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We had a fun Christmas this year. I did not have time to blog during the holidays so I will do a little holiday recap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We had a blast at the puppet show that was held at the Legion Hall in Clinton. We met up with the Dawson's and enjoyed good food and fellowship. We also met the mom and daughter that won the VH1 reality show..so you think your kid is a star! They were so sweet. The girls were mesmerized by the puppet show...it was the cutest thing to watch...THEN the big moment came when Santa and Mrs. Clause brought gifts to all the children. Parents were supposed to bring a wrapped present for each of their children...and the procrastinator that I am, I grabbed some pj's that mom bought the girls for their birthday and stuffed them into their stocking with a bow as I was leaving the house trying to hide them from the girls as they were getting in the suburban...The girls anxiously awaited hearing their names called....WOW (a little bit of sarcasm from the big girls) PAJAMAS!! Adeleine did not "pereciate" hers and told us when we were getting in the suburban to leave that she didn't like her present!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WELL.....David told her that he was taking her&lt;em&gt; BACK INSIDE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;for her to TELL SANTA CLAUSE that she DID NOT like her pajamas&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!! EVie and bella's eyes were as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big as saucers&lt;/span&gt;....."addie, say that you like 'em" they begged!!!!! HORRIFIED!!!! she stood her ground....silence....pouty face......"little girl" their daddy said in a stern voice...."you need to be thankful and appreciate whatever present your receive....there are a lot of kids who DO NOT get anything, and they would LOVE to have pjs...." still nothing, pouty face......David gets out of the car ......."ADDIE PLEASSSEE say that you like them" bella says pleading.....how could she possibly offend santa clause, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweetest man ever&lt;/span&gt; who was coming in a couple of days to bring them toys!!!!ahgggg I could see the ulcers forming in bella's little stomach, her mind reeling!!!! "OKAAAAAAYYY Daddy...i like them"...she mumbles, still pouty faced, looking straight into her daddies mad face.....!! relief washes over the big girls faces....now santa clause will bring their little sister some presents...they can only hope!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Then it happened....at the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Christmas musical&lt;/span&gt;.....the most embarrasing moment that I have ever had with Adeleine.....The girls have been practicing for their Christmas musical for several months on Sunday nights. Regretfully I was not too involved in this at all, I mostly just asked the girls how choir practice went and they would say "it was fun"! So I didn't know much about it..They allowed Adeleine to participate b/c it was for ages 3-12...Well everytime I would pick them up from practice I would ask if she behaved (i hated for them to be "babysitting" her) and they would always say that she was great and she is learning all of the songs and hand motions just fine!! Well the big day came for the musical and I was a little nervous, not knowing how she would do... Mom and I were in the audience that night, anxiously awaiting Adeleines debut...we knew Evie and Bella were going to be great, just a little nervous about Addie.. RIGHTLY SO!!! Here they come down the center aisle singing and addie sees us and waves..ok good...then they line up in their spots on the platform, addie is in the front, evie and bella in the second row....they were all singing great, the hand motions were awesome, I was pleasantly surprised at how good adeleine was doing, mom and i glancing at each other with&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;proud smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....then the program was getting a &lt;strong&gt;little too slow&lt;/strong&gt; for addie...so she starts making faces..grinning at the youth who were giggling at her....so now she has an audience to perform for, &lt;strong&gt;FORGET THE MUSICAL&lt;/strong&gt;....she steps out of formation onto center stage and starts shaking her booty with her arms raised high.....I am trying to shrink down as low as i can into my seat....everyone in church was laughing, then addie steps back into formation..she sees me, so she comes down center aisle while some kids were saying their lines and just has to tell me to tell miss donna to stop laughing at her.....then she slips out of my grips (i wasnt going to let her go back up there) and heads PROUDLY back up the aisle to her place in the front....then later during another song, she decides that she doesnt want to wear her shirt anymore...so she tucks one arm into her shirt sleeve, then another....oh no I think, please dont do it.....then she starts raising her arms up slowly (think stripteasely), and up goes her shirt.....HORROR!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my face is probably as red as the poinsettas decorating the church.&lt;/span&gt;......the church erupts in laughter again.... and she hollers from center stage at momma laying down in the pew b/c she is laughing so hard..."stop laughing at me mawee" !!!! all eyes go to my momma, covering her mouth trying to hide her hysterics.... So then mercifully the choir teacher goes and gets addie and makes her sit down in the pew.....then she gets up and comes to sit by me and mawee...After the program, Bro. Tony calls adeleine up to the front and everyone claps for her...she just looks down suddenly shy!! SO many people came up to her and said, YOu did great Adeleine, "you were my favorite" !! The theme of the musical was &lt;em&gt;Christmas, where, when and why!! What is your favorite christmas memory?&lt;/em&gt; Even though I was so embarrassed, I think that this one will be mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5479128822915753307-6958922351488913279?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/6958922351488913279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=6958922351488913279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6958922351488913279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6958922351488913279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-play-and-puppets.html' title='Christmas Play and Puppets'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SWN1S8tYVFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WQMuNoM4BZ8/s72-c/DSC_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-4915554099941594390</id><published>2008-12-26T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:30:47.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SVVMcNIadtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aZ3z9wmc5cM/s1600-h/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284213785234142930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SVVMcNIadtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aZ3z9wmc5cM/s400/DSC_0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SVVHAPejZiI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NsYvMjvsPck/s1600-h/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284207807269398050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SVVHAPejZiI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NsYvMjvsPck/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERE THEY ARE ON CHRISTMAS SUNDAY AFTER CHURCH! THANK YOU FOR THE DRESSES MRS. BECKY!!!&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/5479128822915753307-4915554099941594390?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/4915554099941594390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=4915554099941594390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/4915554099941594390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/4915554099941594390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-sunday.html' title='Christmas Sunday'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SVVMcNIadtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aZ3z9wmc5cM/s72-c/DSC_0148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-1584545859620066996</id><published>2008-12-21T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:01:14.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Love Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ali &amp;amp; Cami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284200974738821506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SVVAyiUUkYI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Cuf2fdfhFYg/s400/DSC_0389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SU8O6EzgpQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/R0s3BILS2TI/s1600-h/DSC_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SU8O6EzgpQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/R0s3BILS2TI/s400/DSC_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SU8O6APvwEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Fw1-0sbBKCs/s1600-h/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SU8O6APvwEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Fw1-0sbBKCs/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SVU9s87N-8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/rz-Xmwvd8EE/s1600-h/DSC_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284197580267191234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SVU9s87N-8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/rz-Xmwvd8EE/s400/DSC_0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SU8O6cm3PqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cTB5oHEKEgY/s1600-h/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SU8O6cm3PqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cTB5oHEKEgY/s400/DSC_0332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SU8O6fCO-VI/AAAAAAAAAPo/foNu5dmC-wo/s1600-h/DSC_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SU8O6fCO-VI/AAAAAAAAAPo/foNu5dmC-wo/s400/DSC_0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cami and Ali came to spend the night with us tonight and I thought I would take some pictures of them....&lt;br /&gt;Look at how much they love each other!! They are growing up to be such sweeties and the girls are constantly doing cheerleading stunts and cheers the whole time they are here.  We&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; to spend time with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-1584545859620066996?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/1584545859620066996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=1584545859620066996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/1584545859620066996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/1584545859620066996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/12/twin-love-part-two.html' title='Twin Love Part Two'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SVVAyiUUkYI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Cuf2fdfhFYg/s72-c/DSC_0389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-318222516383639321</id><published>2008-12-19T17:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:35:39.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addie's Turn</title><content type='html'>This is for you Tanner!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is Adeleine's all time favorite song... I think it is b/c she gets away with saying the "s" word and the "h" word.  Stupid and Hate...  she delights in singing these words loud and proud.....but when David is around she has to sing "silly ole pick up truck" !!  anyway, anytime anyone says "stupid" around her she says... Mom, she said stupid!!!!  it is kind of embarassing when she says that when a stranger slips up and says stupid....she ALWAYS hammers down on Mawee when mawee slips up!!  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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SUvvlEaOYGI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pI8k9gE3ILo/s200/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SUvuzQ6LQPI/AAAAAAAAAOo/v8buZwNgBeY/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281577552501752050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SUvuzQ6LQPI/AAAAAAAAAOo/v8buZwNgBeY/s200/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SUvuOvQZOMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tbJd747j6cY/s1600-h/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281576924992846018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SUvuOvQZOMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/tbJd747j6cY/s200/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DREAM&lt;/span&gt; COME TRUE FOR THE GIRLS!!  THANK YOU&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; LORD&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;their little fingers were too cold to build a real snowman, so they opted for a snowbear, snow puppy and a snow turtle instead! This day was so much fun, but the best part was when we all had a big snowball fight, I really felt like a kid again!!  We were all trying to get David!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SUvtU_eTBkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QbaC9rFoB4M/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281575932913714754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SUvtU_eTBkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QbaC9rFoB4M/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5479128822915753307-3476399834452688557?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/3476399834452688557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=3476399834452688557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3476399834452688557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3476399834452688557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-wonderland.html' title='WINTER WONDERLAND'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SUvy2tMIxKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RqAiqM_f8EY/s72-c/DSC_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-2271547045223194615</id><published>2008-12-18T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:32:25.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WAS RIDIN SHOTGUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yLXmkg48iVI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yLXmkg48iVI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We stayed at mawee's the night it snowed bc our power was out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so as usual the girls got on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stage&lt;/span&gt; and gave us a little improptu performance!! The stage, aka fireplace hearth has been the center of entertainment for two generations now...for the last twenty years it has been the platform for all of our sleep over beauty pageants, modeling shows and concerts!! Now it is the stage for the Dart girls!! And as you can see they love to be centerstage!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-2271547045223194615?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/2271547045223194615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=2271547045223194615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/2271547045223194615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/2271547045223194615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-ridin-shotgun.html' title='I WAS RIDIN SHOTGUN'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-9062595992188203594</id><published>2008-12-04T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:56:00.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Minivan was Flying!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STjeeExEeII/AAAAAAAAAOI/4iZ1v2vHgMA/s1600-h/DSC_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276211571721533570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STjeeExEeII/AAAAAAAAAOI/4iZ1v2vHgMA/s400/DSC_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STjatorIfaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/C0oV9dwuuE4/s1600-h/DSC_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276207441011834274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STjatorIfaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/C0oV9dwuuE4/s400/DSC_0251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;David on the evening of December 4,2002: "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kelli, we need to call the doctor, you have had &lt;em&gt;SIX&lt;/em&gt; contractions in one hour...!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelli trying to go to sleep, David is bugging her to death by keeping his hand on her big pregnant belly to feel her very mild contractions: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"David, I am fine, just go to sleep!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;David, working button holes: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"kelli, I am calling the doctor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelli, getting very annoyed, I could barely feel these little contractions: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Whatever David", as she rolls back over to go back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;David on the phone with Dr. Moore: "Hey Dr. Moore, This is David Dart..Kelli has had six contractions in one hour!!" and Dr. Lawler said for us to call when this happens...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Moore: "Ok David, let me talk to Kelli"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelli, very annoyed and embarrassed that he called dr. moore at midnight, getting ready to tell Dr. Moore that everything is fine, these contractions are very very mild: "Hey Dr. Moore" then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SWOOOOSSHSHSHSH&lt;/span&gt; there goes my water......"Oh my gosh dr. moore, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my water just broke" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Moore: "well you better get down here, I will see you soon" (all cool and calm)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelli"omgosh david &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,&lt;/span&gt; go pack me some clothes and the twins some clothes......(a lesson i learned, pack early next time!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelli dials pepper - omygosh momma, my water broke,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; OH KELL&lt;/span&gt;, she says.....momma, i need you to pack me some of jessi's clothes, b/c i dont trust David...Ok kell, we will meet you at the hospital&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...."terry, get up&lt;/span&gt;!" David is calling bill and patty!! oh my gosh we are so nervous.....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;That mini van was FLYING&lt;/span&gt; down the highway, we left grammie and poppa in the dust....David with the emergency lights on, flying through all of the redlights!! kelli, a nervous wreck, praying that we would even make it to the hospital &lt;em&gt;ALIVE!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok we did, and before i knew it we were in the delivery room...me with tears rolling down my face b/c i cant believe that I am about to become a momma...David is giddy and holding my hand, momma getting ready with the video camera, cool and calm.excited..her daughter is about to have some daughters....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after several pushes....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HERE SHE IS&lt;/span&gt;!! a little old wrinkly lady with beady eyes looking all around - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Genevieve Claire D&lt;/span&gt;art..."IS she o.k. was my first question...She is so little!! Three pounds eleven ounces to be exact!!! She is fine the nurse says..and I know she is, I touch her little bitty cheek and cannot believe that she is out, a little tiny person wrapped up tight...not crying, just looking around....then I hear momma...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sobbing sobbing sobbing&lt;/span&gt;....she is so proud...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sob sob sob&lt;/span&gt;.....me too, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the proudest moment of my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; life&lt;/span&gt;!!! Then some more pushing,,,oh no...i dont think i can do this again...so much pain...."&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You can do it&lt;/span&gt;" says David just like he is coaching football......six minutes later...out comes &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BELLA&lt;/span&gt;,...they swooped her up and took her to the resuscitation room...i only got a little glance of her tiny self, but I heard her scream loud!! Is she ok...yes says the nurse, she just needs a little clearing out and some oxygen....David keeps kissing my wet cheeks and keeps saying "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kelli, they are so beautiful!!!&lt;/span&gt;" oh my gosh...so much pain and love melted together....I am in awe, they are finally here, I think to myself...what do they look like, something that I have wondered for nine months or rather all my life...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have always wanted to be a momma&lt;/span&gt; before anything else, and i had always dreamed of what my children would look like...and now, here they are...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;two little old wrinkly ladies with beady eyes&lt;/span&gt;...one is a pound bigger and an inch longer...womb mates...best friends for life&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tight as ticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as they say now!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the nurse comes in to say that they will be going to the NICU...everything is fine with them, they are just small....ok, I am so blessed, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you Lord&lt;/span&gt;! then later that day we get settled in my room and David brings up our bags....well....in all the chaos of that morning when i told him to pack some things, here is what he packed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several 12 month outfits for our premature babies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a hand print kit, which consisted of concrete - he thought that they could do this in the nursery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;some things for him and I, which I cant remember what he packed,(&lt;em&gt;thank God for mom packing me some stuff), &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the funny thing was not what he packed, but what he packed our stuff in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PAIR OF DRAWSTRING SWEAT PANTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, you read that right, a pair of Mississippi College Football sweat pants: he packed all of the above in a pair of sweatpants and &lt;em&gt;tied &lt;/em&gt;the legs together: TWO WORDS: RED NECK!!!&lt;br /&gt;Even though our suitcases were right underneath our bed, he couldnt remember, and i was so flabergasted that i didnt notice that he was doing that.....well, here comes david, proud as can be with a pair of loaded down sweatpants draped over his shoulder, think Santa Clause..!! So embarrassing..I will never forget that!!He says that he was a boy scout and he is always prepared!! haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well for the next two weeks we are on the road between the nicu and moms house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never been so&lt;em&gt; tired and happy&lt;/em&gt; in all of my life (except for my next two girlies)!! David and I listen to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Crazy Love by Van Morrison&lt;/span&gt; everytime we get into the van to go visit our little Loves...we sing every word...and we decide that this is the song that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;he will dance with them at their weddings&lt;/span&gt;....their special father daughter dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maw is mad at me for naming my firstborn after her, but secretly she is so happy _ "she is not going to like that name, she says....I tell her..maw it is not about the name..it is about the person that she is named FOR!! then she smiles, so proud!! I am proud too, b/c If my little genevieve is anything like her namesake, that will be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;!! Then Isabella Louise ..I named her right....because she IS A BELLA..so beautiful as soon as I get a good look at her through the incubator I see how pretty she is...she is more filled out that evie, fat little cheeks and rounder eyes and head...she is named isabella &lt;em&gt;Louise&lt;/em&gt; after pawee....and if she is anything like her namesake, that will be even &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!! Named after her Paw, like I was named after my paw! Evie and Bella, they are a hit in the NICU, their little incubators are decorated with christmas decor, they smell so good and david and I get to bath them and feed them everyday! We are amazed at how tiny they are, little little little everything....We come home to march street with reports of how much they ate and how much they weighed...dreaming of the day when we can take them home...then it happens, we get to take Bella home...then I sob all the way home b/c we are leaving our little evie all alone and without her bella.....its ok, b/c a couple of days later, we bring the little grannie home!! and they are together again, i immediately swaddle them together, sisters missing each other, reunited!! and they sleep so calmly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward six years later...time is flying...they are laying in their bed sleeping now, still swaddled together, now with a little sister in between them...blond curls everywhere, sleeping so calmly...love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evie and Bella,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for bringing so much joy to our lives...the moment you were born I realized so much, like what real fear is, how i could walk through fire without thinking...and what love is...a different kind of love, bittersweet, CRAZY LOVE...Daddy and I are so proud of you both, you are learning new things everyday and you amaze us with how sweet you are!! Thanks for being our little girls....we are the most blessed and our hearts swell with pride....Thank you JESUS!!&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/5479128822915753307-9062595992188203594?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/9062595992188203594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=9062595992188203594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/9062595992188203594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/9062595992188203594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-minivan-was-flying.html' title='That Minivan was Flying!'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STjeeExEeII/AAAAAAAAAOI/4iZ1v2vHgMA/s72-c/DSC_0352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-3112246794187587836</id><published>2008-12-04T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:16:55.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Six Chicks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThIWV0fIeI/AAAAAAAAANI/o77RshraYNc/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThIWV0fIeI/AAAAAAAAANI/o77RshraYNc/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Evie and Bella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;were honored today at school for their birthday! They do not have school tommorrow so we are going to go to mawee's and celebrate!! They may have a special visitor?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThIWz7NBKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sVnBOwg-TMc/s1600-h/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThIWz7NBKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sVnBOwg-TMc/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThIW0ZLCRI/AAAAAAAAANY/9SMniz0BLlI/s1600-h/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThIW0ZLCRI/AAAAAAAAANY/9SMniz0BLlI/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThQRjXQp4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/1FD1jMKG-aA/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThLXx2NI1I/AAAAAAAAANw/d9cpVLLitCg/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276049835354301266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThLXx2NI1I/AAAAAAAAANw/d9cpVLLitCg/s320/DSC_0020.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/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThKyJeWGNI/AAAAAAAAANo/XbghTfg1psQ/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276049188861647058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThKyJeWGNI/AAAAAAAAANo/XbghTfg1psQ/s320/DSC_0001.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThKIsVka0I/AAAAAAAAANg/ZEFDzqsnYmg/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276048476665572162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThKIsVka0I/AAAAAAAAANg/ZEFDzqsnYmg/s320/DSC_0008.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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We had fun pretending last weekend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The King needed to go to a meeting in a far away land (Vidalia,La)...so he took the mother queen (grammie), his queen and the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;four princesses&lt;/span&gt; to a &lt;strong&gt;castle&lt;/strong&gt; (the comfort suites). We had to drive over the &lt;strong&gt;moat&lt;/strong&gt; (mississippi river) on a &lt;strong&gt;bridge&lt;/strong&gt; (ms bridge) to get there...This is the story that we told the girls to get them excited about our trip. They really believed that we were in a castle! It was really fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went shopping and the girls and grammie rode on a trolley into town..it was there on the trolley that bella met a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kindred spirit&lt;/span&gt;...an old lady named Rose...and everytime Bella saw Rose in the hotel, she ran to her with hugs...they just love people...what can I say...for instance, they met every hotel worker that they came into contact with...."hello sir, how are you??", "how are you doing today ma'am?" and then while they ran ahead of me down the hall headed to our room i saw them stop in a doorway talking to someone in a room...and then they went &lt;em&gt;into&lt;/em&gt; the room...kelli getting a little nervous, starting to run down the hall towards them.....and when i get to the door, it is the laudry center and i see evie and bella hugging the maids saying "nice to meet you ma'am", these ladies are so happy and they kept saying how friendly these little girls are!! they just couldnt believe it,,,,grannie hopkins rubs off on them..Now addie is another story - she embarrassed me so bad at breakfast this morning when a lady stopped to say hey to us "look at these pretty little girls" she says then addie says to her "you go home" (alot like Aunt jess in the morning) omgosh...so embarrasing, she got a major lesson in hurting peoples feelings that morning...anyway we had so much fun! we swam in the indoor pool and played mother hen with the colored chicks for hours in the pool! Josie is cutting two teeth and is enjoying eating food more and more......she is also starting to get up on all fours, ready to start scooting around... We also went to an antique mall called Addie's antiqe mall and found 3 porcelain dolls...the girls named them such fancy names....Bella's - Matilda, Evie's - Marabelle, and Adeleine's - Lillyannagrace! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-7570102180241267857?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/7570102180241267857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=7570102180241267857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/7570102180241267857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/7570102180241267857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-far-away-land.html' title='In a far away land...'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SThQRjXQp4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/1FD1jMKG-aA/s72-c/DSC_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-3166887002936285184</id><published>2008-11-28T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:10:40.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STDMyJJAyDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jhptOvxuZdU/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273940325470095410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STDMyJJAyDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jhptOvxuZdU/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE had a great Thanksgiving!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STDLmZct85I/AAAAAAAAAMU/z-WjjjpsbYc/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273939024177656722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STDLmZct85I/AAAAAAAAAMU/z-WjjjpsbYc/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/5479128822915753307-3166887002936285184?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/3166887002936285184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=3166887002936285184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3166887002936285184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3166887002936285184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/STDMyJJAyDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jhptOvxuZdU/s72-c/DSC_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-1761977730811838312</id><published>2008-11-21T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:03:31.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Swoney!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSe6k3QJ7lI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YHcgxXmcu68/s1600-h/DSC_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271387031330221650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSe6k3QJ7lI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YHcgxXmcu68/s400/DSC_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We had so much fun with granny!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;That woman can work circles around all of us!! I had to beg and plead with her to&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stop cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; up my house and stop folding up the clothes! And y'all know that she meddles in stuff, like bills... you can &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; leave stuff like that out when she comes over!!! She will write on bills that she meddles in: "pay this",,, "past due" !! she is so funny, well, While I was trying my Hardest to get Josie gurwa asleep...lights out in my quiet room, trying desperately for her to go to sleep..maw comes in, KNOCK KNOCK on the door LOUD...and says...(knowing I am trying to get Josie to sleep, I guess she forgot) Kelli estelle...i just have one question....(she was meddling in my bills on the counter)...do you &lt;em&gt;mean&lt;/em&gt; to tell me ,that this medicine (i had just picked up from the pharmacy) was SIXTY EIGHT DOLLARS!!!! Yes maam maw (kelli whispering very quietly, Josie turning to see what all the racket is about,miss nosey)...loud again...you mean SIX - EIGHT!!! I SWONEY!! that must be a &lt;em&gt;high faluntin'&lt;/em&gt; pharmacy!!! door slams!! hahah...she was just appalled!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSenkdZx9fI/AAAAAAAAAME/jhDojRFZ3eM/s1600-h/DSC_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271366133670344178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSenkdZx9fI/AAAAAAAAAME/jhDojRFZ3eM/s400/DSC_0399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSem9wAsU7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/l8b4BPOGJwo/s1600-h/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271365468650492850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSem9wAsU7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/l8b4BPOGJwo/s400/DSC_0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I took her McComb, MS to go shopping at this little outlet...we didn't get to hit all the dollar stores in clinton ...her favorite thing..so we headed to mccomb...she was so excited! She just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAD &lt;/span&gt;to find her some new tops...she can never have too many flowery tops, not too low on her neck, covering way past her belly, not too short...to go with her black elastic waist pants and her favorite red shoes!!! anyway, we were excited to see that they were having a huge sale, so we gathered a bunch of tops for her to try on in the small dressing room..(&lt;em&gt;which opened up to the entire store&lt;/em&gt;). Her and Adeleine, were in their together and I was on the other side of the store, when all of the sudden I and everyone else in the store heard a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loud &lt;/span&gt;noise in their direction....Adeleine had &lt;em&gt;slammed&lt;/em&gt; the door opened for the whole entire store to see maw in her black elastic waisted pants and her little bra!!! and then I heard from her...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SWONEY&lt;/span&gt;!!!! really LOUD!! then she&lt;em&gt; couldnt&lt;/em&gt; get the door closed....adeleine was staring at herself in the mirror outside the door not worried a bit...I said addie close the door...nothing...so then I &lt;em&gt;darted&lt;/em&gt; across the store with josie in one arm and pushing the stroller with the other hand as fast as I could...maw's eyes were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as big as saucers underneath her little glasses...i tried to keep a straight face when i finally got up to her...nobody saw you maw, dont worry...little bit of a lie....i closed the door...then i heard her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;giggling&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Swoney...that little thang (talking about addie)..i swoney!!!&lt;/span&gt; she said!!! hahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't know..i swoney is like a curse word i guess...her little Christian self would not &lt;em&gt;dare&lt;/em&gt; swear...but she can "I swoney" all day long....she also says things like" I don't shive a git" !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that day we had lunch at the golden corrall...perfect place for old people to eat...she was so proud to be there with her little grand daughter and her little great grand daughters....i just knew it!! One thing i learned while there....she whispers really LOUD....I felt my face blush as she "whispered" about the lady sitting inches away from us...the lady heard every word...hahah...She is so much fun to be around...and LORD knows she can talk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we talked about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=What we needed to cook for David's supper every night..."do i need to make him a lunch for work"..."do you want me to make yall some biscuits in the morning" "how about a pan of cornbread" !!! He was so spoiled like always when she comes over..&lt;br /&gt;=how the Lord was faithful through all of her trials: little Ricky, Doonie, Aunt Eva, Holly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we always talk about Holly and how much we miss her...and how pretty she was....long dark thick hair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she recalls so easily her little seventeen month old son Ricky who died of pneumonia..I told her that he may be one of the first one she sees when she gets to Heaven...yep!!! She can recall every detail of that really sad night, and I try not to let her see the tears welling up in my eyes as she tells it like it happened yesterday...so sad!! I am &lt;em&gt;thinking&lt;/em&gt; to myself poor maw..how did she ever get through it all.....the answer comes with her next breath....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Lord is Faithful&lt;/span&gt;, she says...her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;legacy&lt;/span&gt;....then she talked about what a beautiful baby aunt eva was...curly black hair, skin like a china doll...beautiful...she then thinks back to when pawpaw was in the hospital and she went to see him and she brought her baby eva with her..she said that the nurses immediately took eva and showed her off to all of the nurses b/c she was so pretty...she even remembered the dress that baby eva wore that day...pretty little pink one! Maw has such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; look to her when she tells those stories...she then talks about her own mother...martha...who suffered with asthma...died at age 44...she says that she was so sweet..and I try to imagine that she was probably alot like maw...my mawmaw had to get her sweetness inherited from someone...she tells the same stories over and over..but i like to hear them..and maw likes to tell them..so i listen...greatful that I still have my little maw here with me!! I love her so much!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She is my favorite person in the whole wide world!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; when granny comes over b/c they get to sleep with her...So we hear them justa talking in their rooms about God and everything else, maw inclined on her 2 pillows. saying their sweet little prayers...they each got to take turns sleeping with her since she was here for three nights...but we kept hearing the pitterpatter of little feet going into the room she was sleeping in...really late...david yelling girls get in the bed...then we hear maw &lt;em&gt;begging&lt;/em&gt; them to go to sleep...b/c she doesnt want them to get into trouble...i go in and check on them later, maw asleep with her &lt;em&gt;flashlight&lt;/em&gt; nearby...i just knew that she was going to try to wash some clothes or do some dishes by the light of the flashlight...i guess the girls wore her out!! haha!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SWONEY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we had a blast with her here..Come back soon GRANNY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5479128822915753307-1761977730811838312?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/1761977730811838312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=1761977730811838312' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/1761977730811838312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/1761977730811838312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-swoney.html' title='I Swoney!'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSe6k3QJ7lI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YHcgxXmcu68/s72-c/DSC_0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-9005031794342950593</id><published>2008-11-17T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:04:09.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWIN LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;Evie and Bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG7LETHD3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/AYKY51gGbDo/s1600-h/DSC_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269698837807042418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG7LETHD3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/AYKY51gGbDo/s400/DSC_0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG6zOpZojI/AAAAAAAAALs/wtNirHBf94o/s1600-h/DSC_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269698428268028466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG6zOpZojI/AAAAAAAAALs/wtNirHBf94o/s320/DSC_0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG6fJ7WwDI/AAAAAAAAALk/N6zaC1OX5Hw/s1600-h/DSC_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269698083403776050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG6fJ7WwDI/AAAAAAAAALk/N6zaC1OX5Hw/s320/DSC_0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG6DOTiFDI/AAAAAAAAALc/9-AHq1F9NCc/s1600-h/DSC_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269697603542586418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG6DOTiFDI/AAAAAAAAALc/9-AHq1F9NCc/s320/DSC_0352.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG5of7NDYI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vp9mwdqf-Vo/s1600-h/DSC_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269697144415915394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG5of7NDYI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vp9mwdqf-Vo/s320/DSC_0336.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG5YppQwpI/AAAAAAAAALM/weACJH7XPH8/s1600-h/DSC_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269696872147108498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG5YppQwpI/AAAAAAAAALM/weACJH7XPH8/s320/DSC_0334.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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG5KcbpnyI/AAAAAAAAALE/sHX7ysBGeDo/s1600-h/DSC_0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269696628082188066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG5KcbpnyI/AAAAAAAAALE/sHX7ysBGeDo/s320/DSC_0330.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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday when we pulled into our driveway, I told the big girls to jump out and let me take some pictures of them. They had fun, and so did I... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&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/5479128822915753307-9005031794342950593?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/9005031794342950593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=9005031794342950593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/9005031794342950593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/9005031794342950593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/11/twin-love.html' title='TWIN LOVE'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SSG7LETHD3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/AYKY51gGbDo/s72-c/DSC_0359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-3856863365749858963</id><published>2008-11-14T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:41:12.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with Bella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SR229iqRJXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-9MadswB4r8/s1600-h/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268568307485713778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SR229iqRJXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-9MadswB4r8/s400/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                       here bella is very proud of her smile, which may look a liitle bit different soon&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella woke up this morning saying that her front tooth was hurting....I looked and wiggled...nothing.....I told her to go show daddy......David looked and wiggled....nothing....but told Bell that her tooth was LOOSE and then they talked about the tooth fairy....she got so excited.....head held higher....big huge smile on her face......so I then put an apple in her lunch box and told her that it might do the trick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our conversation this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella: Why will the apple do the trick mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelli: B/c when you bite into it,  your tooth may come out and get stuck in the apple! but you need to be careful and make sure that you are not swallowing your tooth...so be careful, b/c it may come out in your mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella: What will happen if I swallow my tooth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelli: It will come out in your poo poo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella: (eyes really big) ooooooooooooooooooooo the tooth fairy &lt;em&gt;will NOT&lt;/em&gt; like that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelli: hahah No I dont think that she would!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-3856863365749858963?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/3856863365749858963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=3856863365749858963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3856863365749858963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3856863365749858963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/11/conversation-with-bella.html' title='Conversation with Bella'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SR229iqRJXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-9MadswB4r8/s72-c/DSC_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-1762699654505180737</id><published>2008-11-13T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:20:18.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday David!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SR01mxlNjiI/AAAAAAAAAK0/_Kc4qz-JKbY/s1600-h/DSC_0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268426079354064418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SR01mxlNjiI/AAAAAAAAAK0/_Kc4qz-JKbY/s400/DSC_0584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRxxfgGxo8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Pz_eV7I8tlA/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRxvzv5MeZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/u1zBtD6uGhQ/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268208598937008530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRxvzv5MeZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/u1zBtD6uGhQ/s400/DSC_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is David's birthday, so I feel that it is ok to brag a little on him. I can hear yall now saying.."oh, brother"... &lt;/div&gt;So here are some things that I love about David.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. he is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;aring. As in jumping off a very tall cliff into a lake, chasing after snakes (my worst fear). He also runs into burning buildings to rescue people and just the other day he cut a women out of her mangled car and helped save her life. His crazy dream is to jump out of a plane and fly a top gun jet...over my dead body....one time he swam in the gulf during a tropical storm while his wife, pregnant with twins watched him from the condo, praying...and the thing that scared me the most was when he jumped the rail we were sitting behind and broke up 2 gangs that were about to fight in the movie theater!!!! I just knew that I was about to hear gunfire....Here I was, very very, pregnant with Adeleine, enjoying the previews when candy started flying overhead, one gang of thugs above us, one gang of thugs to the side of us, throwing candy at each other.. can you picture that...then angry words started flying, me and a very packed theater of people getting more nervous by the second, people looking around thinking, is this really happening...then the guys from above headed over to the guys to the side of us.... head to head...a fight to ensue...only feet away from his pregnant, very scared wife wanting to hide under the seat.....then up jumps David over the rail......as in Dukes of hazard....demanded they sit down....and they did....immediately.....david shocked them....their toughness melted away in seconds, eyes big as saucers looking at this guy who gained all of the control....then he went to get the authorities and pointed out the troublemakers..."it was him, him, and him and him...pointing at each guilty thug....who were thrown out of the theater...then he got a huge applause from the audience and a swoon from me!!!! Just like ole John wayne....all business!!! that's how he rolls!!! my daring protector!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. He is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; Comic: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone who knows him knows this... He is the Funniest person that I have ever met...he can reenact dumb and dumber in any given oppurtune moment, whether appropriate or not...I laugh at him at least 100 times a day...sometimes my cheeks hurt so bad that I have to hold them together to relax the muscles in them... and he can also make my stomach hurt so bad, sometimes there is no sound left in me from laughing so hard. then, all day long i laugh just thinking about him and how silly he is...Oh my gosh the things that he has done...like intentionally tripping up the movie theater steps in front of 200 people .. so immature..he did this like everytime we would go to the movies... , he really can't do those things anymore being the c.o.c. of e.f.p. haha.. When I am having a not so good day, I will say, "dave, I need to laugh", no problem...seconds later, i am rofl at him and I am better...Laughter is so the best medicine! and our poor girls cant ever cry for long, anytime they get hurt bloody knees, bruised chins, they are laughing through the pain at their daddy in a matter of seconds....and for that matter I can never get mad at him, which is so unfair...he can just make a face...and their goes my anger....not an issue anymore...he is funny to a fault, sometimes embarrassingly funny....I LOVE that about him! I have my own ben stiller, jim carrey, will farell - David Dart!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. he is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;ery hard worker - He perserveres and takes very good care of us. You rarely catch him on the couch. Last year at this time he was knocking on about 13000 doors meeting the people of our parish to ask for their vote. this year he is building a house for us!!He is always outside working on our property, riding tractors, bulldozers, fourwheelers with the girls... My favorite part of the day is when he comes through the door all dirty and sweaty with his very worn out mc football shirt, carharts and work boots on. nothing more attractive to me than this...hahah....i am serious... He works so hard to make our place awesome and That makes me so proud!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calloused hands, sunburned face and farmers tan....what a MAN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;s the very best husband and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;addy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is the answer to my prayer that i prayed in high school. a million fold. He is what God intends for a husband..such love and security....he truly values me....AND spoils me....He is definetly in charge of our family.....which I am so glad....what woman would want such pressure....ask me if I have ever paid any of our bills or know who to pay them to or how much...the answer is NO.... i have never worried over any of that stuff, stress free from all of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he takes care of it all and i am SO GLAD!! I trust and love him and know that he takes care of us!! He even goes to the grocery store and cooks the most!!! He gives me the sweetest most romantic cards and makes a huge breakfast for us girls every sunday before church.. He is teaching bella and evie how to jitterbug and he plays hide and seek with addie everyday when he comes home for lunch!! he always has time for his kids....except when Josie has a dirty diaper...he can always maneuver his way out of that... he gets upset when we start talking about the girls going on dates...and says that they will be baptist nuns one day...when the girls put on their play lipstick...he tells them.."now girls you cant wear lipstick in the convent" haha... so silly...they just look at him confused, then smile, then melt their daddy's heart!! At the end of the day when we are laying in bed, he always says, Kelli...we are so blessed,,, And i say AMEN to that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so blessed to have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; david,,,, Happy birthday!! &lt;em&gt;You are my everything&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5479128822915753307-1762699654505180737?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/1762699654505180737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=1762699654505180737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/1762699654505180737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/1762699654505180737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-david.html' title='Happy Birthday David!!'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SR01mxlNjiI/AAAAAAAAAK0/_Kc4qz-JKbY/s72-c/DSC_0584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-7451926614237806548</id><published>2008-11-12T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:03:54.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking care of BIZ-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRsoBT2Y7TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZGq_3mgvNfc/s1600-h/DSC_7778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267848192113306930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRsoBT2Y7TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZGq_3mgvNfc/s400/DSC_7778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRsnZtj3OrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LYQLEnFKZYc/s1600-h/DSC_7760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267847511820155570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRsnZtj3OrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LYQLEnFKZYc/s400/DSC_7760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267838536084711682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRsfPQVxaQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/fYDF9HShbSg/s400/DSC_7775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRsgZfMCZaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Gng-Z-BooIA/s1600-h/DSC_7776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267839811380733346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRsgZfMCZaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Gng-Z-BooIA/s400/DSC_7776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday I took Adeleine to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; BIZ!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was her special day!! She was SO EXCITED to be going by herself, well, Josie was there too, but she goes where momma goes... We had a fun day, playing in the tunnels, throwing balls, eating pizza, sliding down the roller slide a million times and climbing on all of the rides...at one point she was the only kid there, so she had the whole place to herself.... WE HAD A FUN DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-7451926614237806548?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/7451926614237806548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=7451926614237806548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/7451926614237806548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/7451926614237806548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/11/taking-care-of-biz-ness.html' title='Taking care of BIZ-ness'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRsoBT2Y7TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZGq_3mgvNfc/s72-c/DSC_7778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-7291822007409005003</id><published>2008-11-11T21:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:20:27.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggling 10-11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRpwxaP4WwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wfwA0Wv7MJU/s1600-h/DSC_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267646708325047042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRpwxaP4WwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wfwA0Wv7MJU/s400/DSC_0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just finished&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;snuggling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the big girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do that every now and then. For them, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but mostly for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Picture this...We (evie, bella, addie and me) all snuggle together in a little full size bed, with a tent made out of old lace curtains hung overhead with dangling flowers, stars, etc., inside to see when they look up...then there is addie, she doesn't like covers, so her legs are sticking out usually spread eagle, leaving only inches for our legs, bella and evie are so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; that I am snuggling with them so they are rubbing my back and legs (they are getting really good at this), and telling me all about their day (who they played with, what they learned, who had to go on the &lt;em&gt;fence &lt;/em&gt;at recess, who there little &lt;em&gt;friend boys&lt;/em&gt; are -"momma don't &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DARE&lt;/span&gt; tell daddy" "girl power secrets", how much they &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; me, and how &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt; Josie is...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then slowly they start fading into their little slumbers....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoever&lt;/em&gt; is still awake secretly gets the &lt;em&gt;best snuggle&lt;/em&gt; from me... I pull her closer to me and we snuggle&lt;strong&gt; tight&lt;/strong&gt; and I rub her arms, legs... and run my fingers through her hair and kiss her cheeks lots and lots............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tonight it was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Evie&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so naturally my mind starts to remember back as we snuggle close.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY FIRSTBORN&lt;/span&gt;...the one named after my &lt;strong&gt;sweet grandmother genevieve&lt;/strong&gt;....my little one....who weighed only three pounds eleven ounces....my little &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sweetie &lt;/span&gt;who could make my heart stop  when she would turn blue and pass out when she would get upset....the one with the smaller eyes and the crooked little smile... the one who loves to dance, draw and dress up, a true &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;girly girl.&lt;/span&gt;....the one who loves to fish and get dirty too....The one who tries her hardest to put others before herself and LOVES to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;help old people up the steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;she is my little love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....as I am rubbing her arm, and feel her little scrapes, i start to feel the tears stinging my eyes....man, being a mom is so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bittersweet,&lt;/span&gt; because I remember when this little arm was premature, only &lt;em&gt;inches&lt;/em&gt; long. Now i feel muscles growing underneath this soft but tough little skin!! these little arms now swing wildly above her head when she dances and high vees when she cheers, so coordinated!!! these are the little arms that pack her little sister josie around and rescue her little sisters from their nibbling daddy..haha....her little hands...her little bossy fingers that point and direct her sisters and also tickle them.."gitty gitty gitty".... her pinky is bruised from being shut in the car door, still sore, but she says that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; she is tough&lt;/span&gt;! sweet little hands that always hold her sisters when they walk into school everyday.... her long legs, with tons of scrapes, bruises and mosquito bites...&lt;em&gt;playing outside legs&lt;/em&gt;.....legs that run really fast!! Now her hair....long, soft and curly, blonde with streaks of brown throughout... beautiful, her hair parts perfectly naturally to the side, her daddy LOVES to brush this little head of hair after baths and he comments on how beautiful and LONG her hair is getting.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;bound to be very tight ringlets&lt;/span&gt; all over her head when she hits puberty! Then her face, soft cheeks, slightly chapped little pink lips, she loves her cherry carmex that i bought just for her....eyes closed, dark lashes against her cheeks......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweet dreams EVIE claire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you LOrd for blessing me with this little girl who is growing up too fast!! Even though I sometimes say when things are &lt;strong&gt;wild, whiney, messy&lt;/strong&gt;, etc..."&lt;em&gt;this too shall pass&lt;/em&gt;"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please &lt;/em&gt;LORD let it pass SLOWLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-7291822007409005003?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/7291822007409005003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=7291822007409005003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/7291822007409005003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/7291822007409005003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/11/snuggling-10-11.html' title='Snuggling 10-11'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRpwxaP4WwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wfwA0Wv7MJU/s72-c/DSC_0876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-4130689928762900310</id><published>2008-11-05T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:42:53.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on the Election  11-5-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRJ0MWQ-86I/AAAAAAAAAJw/HHgiwZfGBI4/s1600-h/DSC_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265398669833597858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRJ0MWQ-86I/AAAAAAAAAJw/HHgiwZfGBI4/s400/DSC_0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRJz1ocYsOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/g8FeCXdP0TA/s1600-h/DSC_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265398279576269026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRJz1ocYsOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/g8FeCXdP0TA/s400/DSC_0755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRJzI9BGijI/AAAAAAAAAJg/wJBxCFcVNYY/s1600-h/DSC_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265397512004864562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRJzI9BGijI/AAAAAAAAAJg/wJBxCFcVNYY/s400/DSC_0734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;America is changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new man is on the American "&lt;em&gt;throne."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the Psalms that ran through my head today as I started to feel upset:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the day that the LORD has made, we will REJOICE and be GLAD in it!! Psalms 118:24&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He reminded me that HE is on HIS &lt;em&gt;throne,&lt;/em&gt; He has given us life to live for HIM , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and for goodness sake Kelli&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BE GLAD AND REJOICE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be ANXIOUS about ANYTHING, but PRAY about EVERYTHING with THANKSGIVING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Lord for Blessing me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(look above for a few pics of my favorite blessings)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW I feel BETTER!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5479128822915753307-4130689928762900310?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/4130689928762900310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=4130689928762900310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/4130689928762900310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/4130689928762900310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-on-election.html' title='Thoughts on the Election  11-5-08'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SRJ0MWQ-86I/AAAAAAAAAJw/HHgiwZfGBI4/s72-c/DSC_0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-6092820444727678115</id><published>2008-10-31T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:02:44.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I do believe in Fairies! I do believe in Fairies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQs4lLLlLMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/eai2nKltwfY/s1600-h/DSC_0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263362800820235458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQs4lLLlLMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/eai2nKltwfY/s400/DSC_0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQs3m_ar01I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/S0SGW7IRY1g/s1600-h/DSC_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263361732510470994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQs3m_ar01I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/S0SGW7IRY1g/s400/DSC_0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQspl6kgwAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rxuXRm_UcjQ/s1600-h/DSC_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263346320866852866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQspl6kgwAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rxuXRm_UcjQ/s320/DSC_0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQso7BktT8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/kKC5MIpN4_4/s1600-h/DSC_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263345584012349378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQso7BktT8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/kKC5MIpN4_4/s320/DSC_0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQslfsUVIbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IsNobV6lSQs/s1600-h/DSC_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263341815915159986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQslfsUVIbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IsNobV6lSQs/s320/DSC_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Last night was the annual &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Halloween Festival&lt;/span&gt; at school&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun getting all dolled up into fairies... Mom, Dad, Aunt Ree and Uncle Will were all in the kitchen with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Adeleine&lt;/span&gt;, Josie and AnnaKate while I was putting the finishing touches on the big girls.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I hear Aunt REE: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I don't believe in fairies",&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then THUD down goes Adeleine, &lt;em&gt;"dropping dead", on the floor, still as a dead fairy.....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then someone would say after some time&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...."I do believe in fairies"....&lt;/span&gt; then slowly she would "come alive"..... then louder&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..."I do believe in Fairies&lt;/span&gt;"....Addie, more alive....then louder..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I DO BELIEVE IN FAIRIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".... Adeleine is up and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!running around ! YIPEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;we did this about a million times before we headed off for the festival!! hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Evie's&lt;/span&gt; favorite part about Halloween was giving out her candy "prizes" that she won, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"here ya go, Happy Halloween", she would say to:&lt;br /&gt;1.her little friend boy from school,&lt;br /&gt;2.a little 10 month old baby, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.every classmate that she saw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she gave them candy..so benevolent..her little heart swelling with goodness... and everytime she would do it she would look at me so PROUD...she knows how it impresses me when they "put others before themselves" - that is like our family mantra! So I was especially pleased when Addie popped her butterfly balloon, Addie started to have a meltdown.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Evie proud as ever, stepped up to the plate and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gave&lt;/span&gt; Addie her pink butterfly balloon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;...she looked up at me with those baby blues and just smiled!! She knew I was so PROUD! My heart was swellin' too!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was flittin' around, in lala land.. (she takes after me) miss social butterfly fairy!! She will make friends with the whole world! Her favorite part was the horse ride and being chased by Hasting and Mills! AND OF COURSE eating &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cotton candy&lt;/span&gt;! I thought she would &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if she didn't get any! And when she saw her teacher, mrs. karen, she almost &lt;strong&gt;tackled &lt;/strong&gt;her down.. she loves that lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Josie's&lt;/span&gt; favorite part about Halloween was PAWEE! She and Paw hung out the whole time and visited. Then Paw let her pinch and feel his face and then Josie went to sleep on Paw's shoulder... He is such a good Pawee! Josie also had fun walkbouncing with mr. craig! I know some arms were sore that night!! Thanks pawee! you are the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMYGOSH!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS.......Tonight Josie is going to mawee's (the first time for her to be away from me - ever!!!  , and the 3 big girls are going camping with&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; grammie and poppa!&lt;/span&gt; David and I are headed to New Orleans for the night!! YEAHHHHHH!!! I am a little nervous about being in N.O. on Halloween, with all the voodoo and crazy people! Y'all pray for us!! AND PLEASE PRAY FOR MY BOOBS TOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have a Happy Halloween!&lt;/span&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/5479128822915753307-6092820444727678115?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/6092820444727678115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=6092820444727678115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6092820444727678115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6092820444727678115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-do-believe-in-fairies-i-do-believe-in.html' title='I do believe in Fairies! 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdDZO-UbxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Q_i52My2Q0M/s320/DSC_7793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdC4m5T0QI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Eu4haSwHWqs/s1600-h/DSC_7796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262248229886742786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdC4m5T0QI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Eu4haSwHWqs/s320/DSC_7796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdBkwVWGUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8nlFJIi2UaA/s1600-h/DSC_7780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262246789311240514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdBkwVWGUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8nlFJIi2UaA/s200/DSC_7780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdBN-RPb5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Jp_IFbPLaq0/s1600-h/DSC_7754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262246397915131794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdBN-RPb5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Jp_IFbPLaq0/s200/DSC_7754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdCGxQpcQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/kYucXPfR8uw/s1600-h/DSC_7802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262247373675524354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdCGxQpcQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/kYucXPfR8uw/s200/DSC_7802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262245974012334818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdA1TG8EuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1e7W-HtEyEs/s400/DSC_7750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262249816930207490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdEU_F9RwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tUv_7on8oAE/s400/DSC_7782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;when we get together with the&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Dawson's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We joke and say that no one else wants to be friends with us b/c we have 4 &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wild&lt;/span&gt;, children! hahaha!!Well, they do too, so we can all relax when we get together and not worry if our kids are bothering anybody! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Screaming&lt;/em&gt; babies&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;squealing&lt;/em&gt; kids&lt;/span&gt;, nothing really &lt;strong&gt;bothers&lt;/strong&gt; us! We can hold wonderful, fun conversations amidst all of the&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;chaos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;while we are nursing our babies, and while the guys have kids jumping all over them...!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last weekend we went to Pine Grove to visit the corn maze. Our favorite part was watching the kids ride in barrels they made to look like cows! It was so cute. Later we had dinner at our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; restaurant in Amite. I know the waiters and waitresses want to run out the door screaming when they see us coming! Evie almost pushed one of the little waiters down to his surprise!! We are just a WILD bunch... but we LOVE each other. One of these days we will find a babysitter &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;brave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;enough to keep all of our children so that we can enjoy a nice &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;quiet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;evening together b/c being around kids is getting to us... just ask RYAN , he told the waiter "Night night" when we were leaving!! hahaha!! But then again, what fun would that be?!?! We wouldn't know how to act!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5479128822915753307-3750805567635943559?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/3750805567635943559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=3750805567635943559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3750805567635943559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3750805567635943559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-at-pine-grove.html' title='Fun at Pine Grove'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQdHyLl81vI/AAAAAAAAAIo/mxKt6wOnVNE/s72-c/DSC_7804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-6613031309373833694</id><published>2008-10-28T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:26:53.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We LOVE our cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc2QVTaHjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/n1taXgQ2fxk/s1600-h/DSC_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262234343830068786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc2QVTaHjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/n1taXgQ2fxk/s400/DSC_0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc0elRrOyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-dbaQTw4WYc/s1600-h/DSC_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262232389612682018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc0elRrOyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-dbaQTw4WYc/s200/DSC_0744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc1jNTXQrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IqBavFaupJk/s1600-h/DSC_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262233568588284594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc1jNTXQrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IqBavFaupJk/s400/DSC_0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc0xGM1P9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/sqLy8MAsjsk/s1600-h/DSC_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262232707688382418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc0xGM1P9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/sqLy8MAsjsk/s200/DSC_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQcyp9NEP9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9IrJA9jRvmI/s1600-h/DSC_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262230385991106514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQcyp9NEP9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9IrJA9jRvmI/s200/DSC_0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQcxvP92AyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/LRHzEBS8DII/s1600-h/DSC_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262229377415250722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQcxvP92AyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/LRHzEBS8DII/s320/DSC_0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262233046409804674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc1E0CT-4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/0wP9sgaKP6A/s200/DSC_0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;came to visit! We had so much fun &lt;strong&gt;racing&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;rocks and riding &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bikes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Grammie's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; We wish they lived closer so that we could play EVERYDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/5479128822915753307-6613031309373833694?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/6613031309373833694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=6613031309373833694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6613031309373833694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6613031309373833694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-love-our-cousins.html' title='We LOVE our cousins'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQc2QVTaHjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/n1taXgQ2fxk/s72-c/DSC_0726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-6752481078076282078</id><published>2008-10-23T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:14:39.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pootie Pootwell"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFZDHuMFQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aZ0yb1mHwIk/s1600-h/DSC_8099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260583749892707586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFZDHuMFQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aZ0yb1mHwIk/s320/DSC_8099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFYgqNnXMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZqilF6tf_Zw/s1600-h/DSC_8018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260583157855902914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFYgqNnXMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZqilF6tf_Zw/s320/DSC_8018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFYOBykuoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fn6F3hSAqv4/s1600-h/DSC_8062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260582837767420546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFYOBykuoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fn6F3hSAqv4/s320/DSC_8062.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/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFX4RIDqUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HhZPnL-G7JI/s1600-h/DSC_8054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260582463926937922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFX4RIDqUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HhZPnL-G7JI/s320/DSC_8054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFXarynQwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/y6OeQ4ZspRU/s1600-h/DSC_8023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260581955688678146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFXarynQwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/y6OeQ4ZspRU/s320/DSC_8023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What can I say!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; She will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;be my&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;one and only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POOTIE POOTWELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5479128822915753307-6752481078076282078?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/6752481078076282078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=6752481078076282078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6752481078076282078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6752481078076282078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/pootie-pootwell.html' title='&quot;Pootie Pootwell&quot;'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SQFZDHuMFQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aZ0yb1mHwIk/s72-c/DSC_8099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-6023688882293875128</id><published>2008-10-21T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:27:36.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with the Darts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP6rW-4P0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nBrHk06928E/s1600-h/DSC_7910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259829826139706018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP6rW-4P0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nBrHk06928E/s320/DSC_7910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Dip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP6nmjpKF_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Rddz6IkatA4/s1600-h/DSC_7908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259825695660054514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP6nmjpKF_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Rddz6IkatA4/s320/DSC_7908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evie and Bella's version of "the lift" below&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP6mQqVQIwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sPvz4jjibdQ/s1600-h/DSC_7906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259824219986862850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP6mQqVQIwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sPvz4jjibdQ/s320/DSC_7906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;what technique!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our&lt;/span&gt; little trailer was&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rockin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tonight. As it does every Tuesday night. Four words. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;/span&gt;. Every Tuesday night, we clear the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kitchen floor&lt;/span&gt; and it becomes a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; dance floor! Our special judge tonight was little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;miss Josephine&lt;/span&gt;. She can be really tough sometimes in her critiques. We regret to say that one of our &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;better contestants&lt;/span&gt; (adeleine) could not make it &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP6jyydqm5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/DHdeS_mC_3g/s1600-h/DSC_7904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259821507750304658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP6jyydqm5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/DHdeS_mC_3g/s320/DSC_7904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tonight. She was over at Mawee's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;cha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;chaing&lt;/span&gt; on their dance floor. She's the one that Evie and Bella better watch. A serious &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;contender!&lt;/span&gt; She has some hip action that could put &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elvis &lt;/span&gt;to shame!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a former ballroom dancer (1996 USL ballroom dance elective class), I have to say that I am pretty proud of my girls. They have watched my partner, their daddy and I, do plenty of dancing. I can't believe that it has been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;twelve years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since I would come home from Lafayette with a new dance (jitterbug, Tango, waltz, Etc.) to teach my handsome football player partner. We even had "the lift" down pat!! We could put Baby and Johnny to shame! !! Don't get me wrong girls....My husband is &lt;strong&gt;NO SISSY, right now, to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my dismay, he is watching The Ultimate fighting championship on TV. He really needs that after watching Dancing with the stars and project runway!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope and pray that my girls will one day find a partner like mine! One who is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;not ashamed&lt;/span&gt; to dance and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweep his girl off of her feet!!&lt;/span&gt; Their is no greater joy in our house than dancing.... we may not have the perfect technique, but in our book we all get&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;PERFECT TENS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-6023688882293875128?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/6023688882293875128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=6023688882293875128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6023688882293875128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6023688882293875128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/dancing-with-darts.html' title='Dancing with the Darts'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP6rW-4P0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nBrHk06928E/s72-c/DSC_7910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-5989919099586575013</id><published>2008-10-20T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:25:05.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pouting Adeleine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1ZPorbY7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/2mBVUJ4l1y4/s1600-h/DSC_7694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259458064991085490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1ZPorbY7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/2mBVUJ4l1y4/s400/DSC_7694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1Yy05YxGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wrfmCCiy_AE/s1600-h/DSC_7693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259457570054653026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1Yy05YxGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wrfmCCiy_AE/s320/DSC_7693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1YQQPAfbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Qvwyr8eHUCs/s1600-h/DSC_7701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259456976097672626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1YQQPAfbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Qvwyr8eHUCs/s320/DSC_7701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1X0bIPjmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GLORVe7jBfY/s1600-h/DSC_7692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259456497985752674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1X0bIPjmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GLORVe7jBfY/s320/DSC_7692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1XHkctP5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/mU3qxz78-Zg/s1600-h/DSC_7695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259455727393390482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1XHkctP5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/mU3qxz78-Zg/s320/DSC_7695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several weekends ago we stayed the night with the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Greers.&lt;/span&gt; We had so much fun with them as always!! Addie took the liberty of finding some of Hazes &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;underwear &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to wear b/c she spilled water on hers. Amy and I could'nt contain ourselves when she walked into the living room with her new undies on! She found them herself in Haze's dresser.  Later the kids played soccer and Addie pouted a bit b/c of course she could'nt keep up - it's tough being the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;little one&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Don't worry, she &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; got her chance to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;shine&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5479128822915753307-5989919099586575013?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/5989919099586575013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=5989919099586575013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/5989919099586575013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/5989919099586575013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/pouting-adeleine.html' title='Pouting Adeleine'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SP1ZPorbY7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/2mBVUJ4l1y4/s72-c/DSC_7694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-4187021329930104335</id><published>2008-10-17T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:27:06.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkQ3oHivxI/AAAAAAAAADM/9uPW4TK7bNc/s1600-h/DSC_7887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258252587779669778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkQ3oHivxI/AAAAAAAAADM/9uPW4TK7bNc/s320/DSC_7887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkQi4TpVyI/AAAAAAAAADE/lrjao6NKLSc/s1600-h/DSC_7883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258252231348148002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkQi4TpVyI/AAAAAAAAADE/lrjao6NKLSc/s320/DSC_7883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkQOOZe_oI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rDKGvmussSg/s1600-h/DSC_7878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258251876500962946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkQOOZe_oI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rDKGvmussSg/s320/DSC_7878.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/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkP4cJQeKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/54QH9SvgBYw/s1600-h/DSC_7872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258251502233876642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkP4cJQeKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/54QH9SvgBYw/s320/DSC_7872.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkPdSlBF_I/AAAAAAAAACs/yp6KoUT1XBE/s1600-h/DSC_7873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258251035809486834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkPdSlBF_I/AAAAAAAAACs/yp6KoUT1XBE/s320/DSC_7873.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkPC9SN3fI/AAAAAAAAACk/tMJq5f3lBH8/s1600-h/DSC_7870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258250583416888818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkPC9SN3fI/AAAAAAAAACk/tMJq5f3lBH8/s320/DSC_7870.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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkOs2jM3HI/AAAAAAAAACc/2v8xkR_pSKo/s1600-h/DSC_7868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258250203651955826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkOs2jM3HI/AAAAAAAAACc/2v8xkR_pSKo/s320/DSC_7868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Look what we picked after school today! Thank you Lord for the beautiful &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flowers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Thank you Lord for my beautiful &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GIRLS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-4187021329930104335?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/4187021329930104335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=4187021329930104335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/4187021329930104335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/4187021329930104335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPkQ3oHivxI/AAAAAAAAADM/9uPW4TK7bNc/s72-c/DSC_7887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-2787690131579526827</id><published>2008-10-17T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:44:59.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A word from Josephine Paige Dart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPjrgZ8ZFdI/AAAAAAAAACU/g04GkdDksxA/s1600-h/DSC_7848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258211506907583954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPjrgZ8ZFdI/AAAAAAAAACU/g04GkdDksxA/s320/DSC_7848.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPjrQi0B5II/AAAAAAAAACM/g8ucDs-MxIw/s1600-h/DSC_7847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258211234410521730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPjrQi0B5II/AAAAAAAAACM/g8ucDs-MxIw/s320/DSC_7847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just letting everyone know that I am now&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 6 months old &lt;/span&gt;now! I am getting to be a Big Healthy Girl at a whopping &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18 1/2 pounds&lt;/span&gt;! My mawee calls me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thunda thighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Whatever maw! Pretty soon I will be crawlin' and cruisin', and I might not be thunda thighs anymore, so you better enjoy my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thundalicious &lt;/span&gt;thighs while I've got them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things that I LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; My sister &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Adeleine&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;calls me Josie&lt;strong&gt; GURWA&lt;/strong&gt; or Josephina. She drives me nuts but she does make me laugh alot! She wishes that she could just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt; me to death and kiss my head off, but momma won't let her. She always says, "get out of her face addie." Pretty soon, me and Addie, we will be the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;best of friends&lt;/span&gt;, just like Evie and Bella are,&lt;strong&gt; tight as tics&lt;/strong&gt;!! We will surely be a pair! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; My big sisters. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Evie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt; LOVE ME TO DEATH!! They get in trouble alot for picking me up and &lt;strong&gt;packing me around&lt;/strong&gt;. I am getting heavier now and they are starting to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;struggle&lt;/span&gt; a bit! It worries momma. They just think that I am there &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;very own&lt;/span&gt; little baby and they love to make me laugh too! They are so silly and so dern pretty. I know that someday I will look up to them and want to be just like them. They love to &lt;strong&gt;dance and cheer&lt;/strong&gt; right now, so I hear lots of Go wildcat cheers around here!! The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;craziest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;part of the day is when we pick them up from school. They get into the suburban and immediately start &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kissing&lt;/span&gt; me a million times. It's like we have been separated &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;, but it's only been like 7 hours! They just can't get enough of me and then momma yells from the front seat, "Girl's no more kissing, get out of her face", phew &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;relief&lt;/span&gt;!! They just love me so much, they can't help it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; My &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;silly daddy&lt;/span&gt;, I get a twinkle in my eyes everytime I see him. He calls me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'blessin from above'.&lt;/span&gt; That is what he wanted to put on my birth certificate, b/c momma could'nt figure out a middle name suitable for me. It was going to be Josephine Rose (written on my birth certificate and everything) but then my nurse came in and said "Josie Rosie" and then daddy said, Get me some white out!!! ( he thinks rosie odonnel is a little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;coo coo&lt;/span&gt;). So, it is Josephine Paige and my aunt jessi sometimes calls me "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;J. Pezee&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; Like a rap star, oh yeah baby that's me, Jaypeeze. word to ya mutha. Anyway, my poor daddy is surrounded by girls. When one of us starts to whine he tells us to" dial 1-800-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;drama"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He is starting to like girls stuff too, like the other night he was watching momma's favorite show...project runway... and he was saying stuff like, that is so cute, that dress is so pretty, she is definetly going to win, she has good design! my momma just stared at him and then started to laugh. He always makes my momma laugh so much! There is never a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dull moment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when he is around. He can make my belly and my cheeks hurt from laughing so much at his silliness!! Just ask my big sisters. When daddy tells them stories at night (he makes them up and acts them out) they are roaring laughing at him... he is the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEST &lt;/span&gt;daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Momma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- a.k.a. Kelli Kleinpeter! I love my momma b/c she knows just what to do. I am her little &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;poottapot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;" I love to snuggle with her in the bed. I fit perfectly beside her when I need to nurse or go to sleep. &lt;strong&gt;God's perfect design&lt;/strong&gt;. She tucks my chunky little booty next to her and she kisses my fat little cheeks, my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;chubby&lt;/span&gt; little hands and feels my soft hair and I am in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt;. I also LOVE when I get out of the bath and she puts lotion all over my body and massages me. She always &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;smiles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;when she sees all of my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;rolls&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dimples&lt;/span&gt; in my booty! My ears stick out like hers and we have the same &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; and same color hair. I wonder if mine will be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;curly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;like hers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPjqp4zQdLI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ml2U6lN1II8/s1600-h/DSC_7846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258210570297963698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPjqp4zQdLI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ml2U6lN1II8/s320/DSC_7846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for now. I am discovering new things everyday ... like today, when Addie let me borrow her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;purple tinted sunglasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Don't I look so &lt;strong&gt;cute!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am loving my&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; family&lt;/span&gt;, these people seem to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laugh alot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, there is always dancing and cheering going on (even my daddy) and i am feeling really &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;! This is a fun family to be apart of! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;momma and daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5479128822915753307-2787690131579526827?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/2787690131579526827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=2787690131579526827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/2787690131579526827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/2787690131579526827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/word-from-josephine-paige-dart.html' title='A word from Josephine Paige Dart'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPjrgZ8ZFdI/AAAAAAAAACU/g04GkdDksxA/s72-c/DSC_7848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-6907018971322011080</id><published>2008-10-16T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:15:46.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deacon'/><title type='text'>Little Jo, Little Kell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfJPNcZaWI/AAAAAAAAABc/lodVCgbg66g/s1600-h/DSC_7854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257892353122330978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfJPNcZaWI/AAAAAAAAABc/lodVCgbg66g/s320/DSC_7854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had a &lt;strong&gt;surprise&lt;/strong&gt; visit today from our little "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buster&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Deacon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;came over and ate lunch with us! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He has the softest, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;squishiest&lt;/span&gt; skin that you would ever feel and his ears are so floppy that &lt;/span&gt;Addie just could'nt resist giving them a little &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tug&lt;/span&gt;! haha! He did'nt mind, momma said that he practically pulls them off of his little head when he sucks his bottle. Hey, some babies have comfort blankets, others have comfort ears! He is so darlin', he reminds me so much of my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-6907018971322011080?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/6907018971322011080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=6907018971322011080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6907018971322011080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/6907018971322011080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-jo-little-kell.html' title='Little Jo, Little Kell'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfJPNcZaWI/AAAAAAAAABc/lodVCgbg66g/s72-c/DSC_7854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5479128822915753307.post-3252989682288238964</id><published>2008-10-16T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:34:01.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a blogger now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPd6rKkG9xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9N_vhDVmnO0/s1600-h/DSC_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257805971967112978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPd6rKkG9xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9N_vhDVmnO0/s320/DSC_0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to my first blog! I have been putting this off for too long. So many &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;precious memories&lt;/span&gt; have been unjournaled until &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;!! I want to share with my family and friends my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hearts&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Evie, Bella, Adeleine and Josie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promised &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mr.Dart&lt;/span&gt; that I would begin a diary ( I misspelled diary and wrote &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dairy&lt;/span&gt; instead - although at times I do feel like a dairy) when he bought me a journal about 3 years ago! The blank journal is somewhere in a drawer, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt; how time flies. The Lord has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; us with 4 precious &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;daughters&lt;/span&gt;, and now that I have quit my job as a labor and delivery nurse to stay at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;, I want to make a career out of being the best &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; that I can be to them! This is going to be interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5479128822915753307-3252989682288238964?l=heartsofdart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/feeds/3252989682288238964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5479128822915753307&amp;postID=3252989682288238964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3252989682288238964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5479128822915753307/posts/default/3252989682288238964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsofdart.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-blogger-now.html' title='I am a blogger now!'/><author><name>Hearts of Dart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631751222270469534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPfFt5upzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GPyU6y1F8ac/S220/DSC_0415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QIVDA6duMHc/SPd6rKkG9xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9N_vhDVmnO0/s72-c/DSC_0411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
