<?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-3927317270611983573</id><updated>2011-10-24T08:16:35.925-07:00</updated><category term='Star is a 9 week old lab.  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Zack</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="chrome://YouLoop/content/YouLoop_script.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;The boys are both sophomores this year and their school schedule is really busy.&amp;nbsp; They are enrolled through a charter school called Ocean Grove which gives us money to spend on classes and sends us a teacher who goes over their work every month.&amp;nbsp; They attend most classes with other homeschoolers, although Math and Spanish are done privately through a tutuor. &amp;nbsp; I worked hard this year to outsource a credentialed teacher whom Ocean Grove would accept as a vendor to do the Biology wet lab which meets four hours at a time for 5 sessions (Brooke, Sam and Zack's cousin, attends this as well).&amp;nbsp; We will have completed the whole year of Biology Lab by January 1st!!!!&amp;nbsp; We anticipate that at least Zack will be attending some West Valley classes next year, and possibly Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what our weekly schedule:&lt;br /&gt;Monday - World Literature 9-10:30, World History 10:45-12:15&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Geometry with grandpa Headley :)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Essays 9-10:30, World History 10:45-12:15&lt;br /&gt;Thursday -Geometry, Biology lab 12:30-4:30 or Biology lecture on non-lab days from 9-10:30 weekly&lt;br /&gt;Friday -&amp;nbsp; Spanish I (Sam), Spanish II (Zack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very proud of the hard work they are doing.&amp;nbsp; Because they are enrolled in smaller classes than a public high school, there is time to cover more material in most classes and I have found that Ocean Grove expects more work from them.&amp;nbsp; They also get the added benefit of additional help because the class size is at most 12 people.&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good work,&amp;nbsp; Sam and Zack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-4282459535608310481?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/4282459535608310481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-schedule-for-sam-zack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4282459535608310481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4282459535608310481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-schedule-for-sam-zack.html' title='Fall schedule for Sam &amp; Zack'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-332327950095557076</id><published>2011-08-30T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T13:39:08.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of kindergarten!</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="chrome://YouLoop/content/YouLoop_script.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFlIMSScg_M/Tl1I_1t8x5I/AAAAAAAACB4/ze5cWwDe-Hk/s1600/IMG_1625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNQPil_9if8/Tl1JOu33IhI/AAAAAAAACCA/XReW14ts6Eo/s400/IMG_1622.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugbJmnJGh-c/Tl1JUaoZukI/AAAAAAAACCE/VpWDlAEf6cI/s1600/IMG_1628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugbJmnJGh-c/Tl1JUaoZukI/AAAAAAAACCE/VpWDlAEf6cI/s400/IMG_1628.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reading one more story before it's time for mom to leave ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;script src="chrome://YouLoop/content/YouLoop_script.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-332327950095557076?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/332327950095557076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/332327950095557076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/332327950095557076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of kindergarten!'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFlIMSScg_M/Tl1I_1t8x5I/AAAAAAAACB4/ze5cWwDe-Hk/s72-c/IMG_1625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-6423589848841805535</id><published>2011-08-10T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:42:07.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The dog that no one wanted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="chrome://YouLoop/content/YouLoop_script.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OCnkDwV0a_M/TkMGL3I8IEI/AAAAAAAAB-M/J3AzrwPfisc/s1600/IMG_1509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OCnkDwV0a_M/TkMGL3I8IEI/AAAAAAAAB-M/J3AzrwPfisc/s400/IMG_1509.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Bodie, a 10 year old yellow lab, one of Star's friends in the neighborhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Almost one month ago, a neighbor couple, Ginny and Phil asked us to watch Bodie while they went away for the weekend while they went kayaking.&amp;nbsp; The dogs got along great and Bodie is very well behaved - great manners!&amp;nbsp; Two weeks ago, Ginny emailed JP unbeknownst to me asking him if he would consider taking Bodie because she just didn't want a dog.&amp;nbsp; Apparently four years ago, she started taking care of Bodie, who was originally her neighbor's pet.&amp;nbsp; While they were going through a messy divorce with kids, Bodie got the short end of the stick according to Ginny.&amp;nbsp; She took him out of compassion and no one seemed to notice.&amp;nbsp; She told us, however, that she never really wanted a dog and has been complaining about the hair, smell, poop cleanup, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It gave me warm fuzzies all over when JP and the kids agreed that we wanted to keep Bodie.&amp;nbsp; He's a wonderful addition to our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OCnkDwV0a_M/TkMGL3I8IEI/AAAAAAAAB-M/J3AzrwPfisc/s1600/IMG_1509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-6423589848841805535?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/6423589848841805535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/08/dog-that-no-one-wanted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/6423589848841805535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/6423589848841805535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/08/dog-that-no-one-wanted.html' title='The dog that no one wanted...'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OCnkDwV0a_M/TkMGL3I8IEI/AAAAAAAAB-M/J3AzrwPfisc/s72-c/IMG_1509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-5115753050874816589</id><published>2011-07-16T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T23:04:31.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for cousins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nicki and I spent an afternoon last week with some of her cousins, Maddie, Nate and Izzy.&amp;nbsp; We went to the park, had lunch and did water balloons with grandma and grandpa.&amp;nbsp; It was a fabulous fun filled day!&amp;nbsp; So happy that Nicki has cousins close to her age in the area that she is growing up with.&amp;nbsp; She loves all of them so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpHOeydb-U8/TiJ4z_bzMZI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/8EBj5eqneYA/s1600/IMG_1489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpHOeydb-U8/TiJ4z_bzMZI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/8EBj5eqneYA/s400/IMG_1489.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hooray for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6qoRre3Vi4/TiJ42YX6MDI/AAAAAAAAB6c/3ICSIiAmyW8/s1600/IMG_1491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6qoRre3Vi4/TiJ42YX6MDI/AAAAAAAAB6c/3ICSIiAmyW8/s400/IMG_1491.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hooray for cousins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MX3vqxg9gxQ/TiJ44fe-PHI/AAAAAAAAB6g/k_stkS6Efkw/s1600/IMG_1492.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MX3vqxg9gxQ/TiJ44fe-PHI/AAAAAAAAB6g/k_stkS6Efkw/s400/IMG_1492.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; While the girls were playing, they came down laughing about their own little secret.&amp;nbsp; Are you able to tell from this picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KVkSbPjJWcc/TiJ4-H5H75I/AAAAAAAAB6o/aDgf3zHEfEs/s1600/IMG_1496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KVkSbPjJWcc/TiJ4-H5H75I/AAAAAAAAB6o/aDgf3zHEfEs/s400/IMG_1496.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;They switched shoes :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-5115753050874816589?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/5115753050874816589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/07/hooray-for-cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5115753050874816589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5115753050874816589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/07/hooray-for-cousins.html' title='Hooray for cousins!'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpHOeydb-U8/TiJ4z_bzMZI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/8EBj5eqneYA/s72-c/IMG_1489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-8454175158617084611</id><published>2011-06-25T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:23:39.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalai Lama's 18 rules to live by</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="headline_area"&gt;      &lt;h1 class="entry-title"&gt;The Dalai Lama’s 18 Rules For Living&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nedhardy.com/category/list/" rel="category tag" title="View all posts in List"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul id="sharebar" style="display: block; margin-left: -85px; position: fixed; top: 10px; width: 65px;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="db-wrapper db-clear db-medium"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="db-container"&gt;&lt;span class="db-body db-medium"&gt;&lt;span class="db-count"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="db-anchor" href=""&gt;digg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/sharer.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fnedhardy.com%2F2011%2F05%2F06%2Fthe-dalai-lamas-18-rules-for-living%2F&amp;amp;t=The%20Dalai%20Lama%E2%80%99s%2018%20Rules%20For%20Living&amp;amp;src=sp" name="fb_share" style="text-decoration: none;" type="box_count"&gt;&lt;span class="fb_share_size_Small fb_share_count_wrapper"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fb_share_count_nub_top "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fb_share_count  fb_share_count_top"&gt;&lt;span class="fb_share_count_inner"&gt;1526&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="FBConnectButton FBConnectButton_Small" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;&lt;span class="FBConnectButton_Text"&gt;Share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a class="google-buzz-button" data-button-style="normal-count" href="http://www.google.com/buzz/post" style="text-decoration: none;" title="Post to Google Buzz"&gt;&lt;span class="buzz-counter" dir="ltr" id="buzz-431031533"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a class="sharebar-button email" href="mailto:?subject=http://nedhardy.com/2011/05/06/the-dalai-lamas-18-rules-for-living/"&gt;Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="credit"&gt;&lt;a href="http://devgrow.com/sharebar" target="_blank"&gt;Sharebar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img alt="dalai lama" height="430" src="http://www.nedhardy.com/wp-content/uploads/images/2011/may/dalailama.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the new millennium the Dalai Lama apparently  issued  eighteen rules for living. Since word travels slowly in the  digital age  these have only just reached me. Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Follow the three Rs: &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Respect for self&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Respect for others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Responsibility for all your actions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn the rules so you know how to break them properly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Spend some time alone every day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open your arms to change, but don’t let go of your values.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Live a good, honourable life. Then when you get older and think back, you’ll be able to enjoy it a second time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; A loving atmosphere in your home is the foundation for your life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; In disagreements with loved ones, deal only with the current situation. Don’t bring up the past.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share your knowledge. It’s a way to achieve immortality.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Be gentle with the earth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Once a year, go someplace you’ve never been before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember that the best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-8454175158617084611?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/8454175158617084611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/06/dalai-lamas-18-rules-to-live-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8454175158617084611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8454175158617084611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/06/dalai-lamas-18-rules-to-live-by.html' title='Dalai Lama&apos;s 18 rules to live by'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-3685862897381558824</id><published>2011-06-19T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:51:15.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Dad!</title><content type='html'>It's Father's Day today.&amp;nbsp; When I think about my father, it brings a smile to my face, a lump in my throat, and water to my eyes.&amp;nbsp; I often feel asleep in bed listening to the wonderful piano pieces he played.&amp;nbsp; When I was little he took me to the park and spun me around 'till I was dizzy. He threw a million pitches to me so I could practice softball, although I wasn't very good, he never told me that! My father taught me that people were important; more important than things.&amp;nbsp; That when someone is talking to you, you respect them by looking them in the eye and responding.&amp;nbsp; Dad and his mother always had hugs and smiles for me.&amp;nbsp; I never felt like I was a bother or that I wasn't important.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day, Dad, Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-3685862897381558824?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/3685862897381558824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/06/thanks-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3685862897381558824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3685862897381558824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/06/thanks-dad.html' title='Thanks, Dad!'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-5876718401721871534</id><published>2011-06-05T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:00:11.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wish for You...</title><content type='html'>Today was my youngest's fifth birthday. &amp;nbsp;We celebrated with a "fancy nancy" birthday party done at home with all the whistles and bells I could possibly do. &amp;nbsp;It was two days of magic for me. &amp;nbsp;Note that I have note included pictures in this because that would color your perceptions. &amp;nbsp;I don't want to remember the theme I had, or the &amp;nbsp;games, or the decor, although it was all lovely. &amp;nbsp;What I will want to remember most &amp;nbsp;are the people who helped me decorate the house - my husband and sons, my parents who purchased a "fancy" cake and brought balloons and the way it made me feel. &amp;nbsp;The moms who watched their daughters celebrate with their friend; the smiles on their faces. &amp;nbsp;The love I felt as I witnessed it all. Today my in laws spoiled my daughter and husband (and sons, too!) while having them over to celebrate again. Grandma Vicki made special foods that she knew Nicki would like to eat and served her in a fancy manner; decorations abundant as well! &amp;nbsp;And I could feel the love as thick and tangible as a cozy robe wrapped around me to keep out the cold. &amp;nbsp;There are some &amp;nbsp;magical moments in my life which are precious and rare to me. &amp;nbsp;They alter my thinking by affecting my viewpoints of other people, ideas, and beliefs. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;If I could have one wish it would be that you have these moments and realize them when they happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-5876718401721871534?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/5876718401721871534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-wish-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5876718401721871534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5876718401721871534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-wish-for-you.html' title='My Wish for You...'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-5293095882307249962</id><published>2011-05-31T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T11:23:06.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The FREEdom of free</title><content type='html'>FREE has become my new favorite word.&amp;nbsp; My daughter was entertained today by coloring pages off the internet today which were free (minus the cost of printer ink),&amp;nbsp; we plan on going bowling later this week for free, the boy's technical training this fall through a high school program is completely free,&amp;nbsp; the snack I made for Nicki's graduation today was free (oranges from my parent's yard), the world history class some mom's and I are setting up for this fall will be free to any who want to attend, and the beautiful hand me down clothes (that don't look like hand me downs) - thank you, Monica!&amp;nbsp; Here's a small list of places to visit for free this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always FREE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=933&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Cantor Arts Center&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Sanford Campus, near the main quad.&amp;nbsp;650-723-4177)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=934&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Cable Car Museum &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(San Francisco, 415-474-1887)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=935&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Chinese Culture Center Gallery&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(750 Kearny St, 3rd Floor San Francisco, 415-986-1822)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1072&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Edward Peterman Museum of Railroad History &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1005 Railroad Ave, Santa Clara; Tues &amp;amp; Sat only)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=941&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Intel Museum&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Intel headquarter, Santa Clara; Great for school age kids)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1070&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Monarch Grove Sanctuary&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Ridge Rd, near the lighthouse, Pacific Grove; Oct through Feb only)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1069&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Maritime Museum of Monterey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Across from Fisherman's Wharf in downtown Monterey; 831-372-2608)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1012&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Museum of American Heritage&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(351 Homer Ave, Palo Alto, 650-321-1004, Science, Innovation and Handicraft; Great for 10-yrs up)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1087&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Museum of Children's Art&lt;/a&gt; (Gallery Only)&lt;br /&gt;(538 Ninth Street, Suite 210, Oakland, 510-465-8770)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1074&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;NASA Exploration Center&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Moffet Field; Great for school age kids)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=940&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Palo Alto Junior Museum and Zoo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(1451 Middlefield Road, Palo Alto, 650-329-2111, $3 donation suggested; Great for young children.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=998&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Randall Museum &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(199 Museum Way, San Francisco, 415-554-9600)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1071&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Santa Cruz Surfing Museum &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(701 W. Cliff Dr. Santa Cruz; 831-420-6289)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1445&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Saratoga History Museum &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(20450 Saratoga-Los Gatos Road. Saratoga; 408.867.4311)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1331&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;The Lace Museum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sunnyvale, 408-730-4695 )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1897&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Triton Museum of Art  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1505 Warburton Ave., Santa Clara)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE First 2-day Weekend&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="" name="b_of_a" title="b_of_a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Museums on Us"&lt;/b&gt;  by Bank of America Any Card from Bank of America gives you free general  admission to over 70 museums nationwide. List of museums in the bay  area: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Museum of the African Diaspora&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=358&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;De Young Museum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=939&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;San Jose Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=227&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;The Tech Museum of Innovation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=591&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Zeum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=629&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Chabot Space &amp;amp; Science Center &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE First Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1136&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Berkeley Art Museum &amp;amp; Pacific Film Archive&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Berkeley. Regular admission: $5-$8; UCB affiliate &amp;amp; Children under 12 free)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE First Firday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1214&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;San Jose Museum of Quilts &amp;amp; Textiles&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;( Regular admission: $6.5-$8;  Children under 12 free)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="" name="first_sunday" title="first_sunday"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FREE First Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=931&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Asian Art Museum&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(San Francisco. Regular admission: $7 - $12; Children under 12 free)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1003&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Coyote Point Museum&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(San Mateo. Regular admission $3-$7. Parking $5; Great for young children)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="" name="2_sunday" title="2_sunday"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE Second Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=227&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;The Tech Museum of Innovation&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Not include IMAX)&lt;br /&gt;(San Jose.&amp;nbsp;Sponsored by the ScholarShare College Savings Plan, California's Offical 529 plan and Fidelity Investments)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=1081&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Oakland Museum of California&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Oakland. Regular admission:$5 - $8. Currently under renovation, will re-open in May 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE First Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=910&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Cartoon Art Museum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(San Francisco. Regular admission:$2 - $6)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=358&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;De Young Museum&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Golden gate Park. Regular admission: $6 - $10. 12 and under: FREE)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=936&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;SF MOMA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(San Francisco. Regular admission: $7 - $12.5; kids 12 and under: FREE)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=354&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Conservatory of Flowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Golden gate park. Regular admission: $1.5 - $5)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=954&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Legion of Honor&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(San Francisco. Regular admission: $6-$10; kids 12 and under FREE)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=995&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Yerba Buena Center for the Arts&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(San Francisco. Regular admission: $3-$7. Limited Kids Program. Muppets Music Moments in Dec for ages 4 and up)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE First Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=309&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Bay Area Discovery Museum&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Sausalito. Regular admission $8 - $10)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=790&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;Exploratorium&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(San Francisco. Regular admission $9-$14. Great place to learn science.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=165&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;San Francisco Zoo&lt;/a&gt; -- free for SF residents &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE Third Wednesdays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidmatter.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=352&amp;amp;Itemid=196"&gt;California Academy of Sciences&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Golden Gate Park. Regular admission $14.95 - $24.95, 6 and under FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-5293095882307249962?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/5293095882307249962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/05/freedom-of-free.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5293095882307249962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5293095882307249962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/05/freedom-of-free.html' title='The FREEdom of free'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-8643463734374621687</id><published>2011-05-26T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:37:59.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the road less travelled...</title><content type='html'>My youngest is about to start kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; She is excited and happy go lucky about it.&amp;nbsp; She has all these dreams in her head about meeting all kinds of friends and learning.&amp;nbsp; I paste a smile on my face and am excited too because her's is contagious!&lt;br /&gt;Rewind back 10 years to my youngest son's experience in kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; He was the same happy go lucky, innocent, could take on the world, blond haired blue eyed boy.&amp;nbsp; Through the years at school, he became less happy go lucky and more fearful.&amp;nbsp; Afraid of failing, as he did every day (at least in his eyes).&amp;nbsp; He compared his experience with his peers, what he could do vs. what they could vs. what he SHOULD be able to do.&amp;nbsp; It's called a benchmark and it's a way to rate people.&amp;nbsp; By third grade, I would pick him up from school and he would cry to me almost daily that he couldn't write well, that he asked his teacher for help (because that was the rule) yet she couldn't help him.&amp;nbsp; His spelling tests would come home with zero or one correct out of twenty.&amp;nbsp; Of course, when I asked teachers, administrators about this the response was:&amp;nbsp; we don't care about spelling...he's just not trying hard enough, if you would just smile and be positive with him everything will work out (did this imply I wasn't smiling or being positive?!)&amp;nbsp; Based on my older son's IEP meetings, the sentiment I received was this:&amp;nbsp; "We're doing the best we can with what we have.&amp;nbsp; Your sons will need additional help from someone other than us."&amp;nbsp; I even had moms at school tell me that I needed to go to Sylvan Learning Center or pay for this exercise or this tutoring.&amp;nbsp; I pulled both my boys after that year.&amp;nbsp; One had given up trying to keep up with what the class was doing, yet he had a "work in progress" folder which he could work on whenever he needed to, and the other didn't believe he could do anything and so stopped trying as well, despite his "gifted" identification through the district and his high test scores.&amp;nbsp; In my distress all that year while doing research,&amp;nbsp; I read an interesting book titled:&amp;nbsp; "How Children Learn" by John Holt.&amp;nbsp; The idea that children are born 'wanting' to learn.&amp;nbsp; That we don't have to carrot a baby to try to walk or talk or progress.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I thought, this is true!&amp;nbsp; I had heard these parenting philosophies that called for "trusting the child to tell you what he/she needs".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Could I really do that?!&amp;nbsp; Was that really ok?&amp;nbsp; What if they asked for something I knew wasn't good for them? Answer:&amp;nbsp; don't give it to them, possibly?&amp;nbsp; Ok.&amp;nbsp; So if I trust my child(ren) to tell me what they need, what is my job?&amp;nbsp; Answer:&amp;nbsp; a facilitator, one who helps facilitate success in their child by making it possible for them to have the tools they need to go down the path they want to go.&lt;br /&gt;So far so good!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sam has grown from writing one paragraph to a six paragraph theme about international foods.&amp;nbsp; Zack choose to return to high school this year as a freshman and now wants to try another way, even though ALL his teachers added to his report card:&amp;nbsp; "a pleasure to have in my class", he was recommended by his math teacher for a special program called AVID, which helps lower achieving kids to go straight to the UC system from high school and is rewarded based solely on their desire and evidence shown to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Should he be given this kind of freedom?!&amp;nbsp; To leave this school and attend another public charter school?&amp;nbsp; One thing I do know for certain is that I haven't been able to force anyone to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;I take away privileges, but it usually backfires in the end, eroding trust and instilling fear.&amp;nbsp; I give rewards, but that just fosters greed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-8643463734374621687?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/8643463734374621687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/05/road-less-travelled.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8643463734374621687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8643463734374621687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/05/road-less-travelled.html' title='the road less travelled...'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-5356357890955728376</id><published>2011-05-24T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:11:02.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resources abound...</title><content type='html'>Today Sam, Zack, Nicki and I traveled to a nearby park to meet up with a local homeschooling group.&amp;nbsp; There were all ages of children there from birth to eighteen.&amp;nbsp; Today was their craft fair.&amp;nbsp; All the items for sale were hand made; there were Happy Potter wands, rock monsters, cookies, popsicles, knitted items, and on and on.&amp;nbsp; I watched as the parents stood by and watched their children sell their goods made without interference or&amp;nbsp; assistance.&amp;nbsp; The boys took a neighbor friend and got a pick up game of baseball going on the field and others joined in.&amp;nbsp; Nicki met a "friend" that stayed and played with her several hours 'till we had to go home.&amp;nbsp; I talked with a mom who has had a co-op going for three years studying Latin, Literature and History.&amp;nbsp; I was hoping the boys could join in on their history group for the fall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;They live within our school district boundaries; very close to our home.&amp;nbsp; It always amazes me how many resources are out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-5356357890955728376?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/5356357890955728376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/05/resources-abound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5356357890955728376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5356357890955728376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/05/resources-abound.html' title='Resources abound...'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-4041094305024412152</id><published>2011-05-08T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:18:06.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEzgfPBiAXc/TccTrTQA7oI/AAAAAAAAB4A/90wh4WJ5URc/s1600/IMG_1421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEzgfPBiAXc/TccTrTQA7oI/AAAAAAAAB4A/90wh4WJ5URc/s400/IMG_1421.JPG" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;At church today, our bishop gave us a wooden heart box along with a piece of chocolate and a story.&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, the bishop had a group of boys come to his wood shop to craft a wooden heart box to give to their moms on mother's day.&amp;nbsp; Since Bishop Karren's profession is cabinet maker, he was able to point out every flaw in their efforts. He described their end products as rough edged, knotty, and very unfinished looking.&amp;nbsp; Some of them had been banged up from being dropped on the floor.&amp;nbsp; His son's craft was no better.&amp;nbsp; Yet each mother who got a heart box from their son, looked past  the imperfections and cherished her gift and each son's effort.&lt;br /&gt;He compared this to motherhood.&amp;nbsp; We wish we could be better, more patient, more understanding, better prepared, and on and on.&amp;nbsp; We feel unfinished and see our imperfections in our parenting efforts, but Heavenly Father loves us just the same.&amp;nbsp; He knows how hard we try and what our wishes are for our children.&amp;nbsp; And loves us just the same.&amp;nbsp; Our efforts are good enough for Him and our Father knows we are trying.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Bishop for the priceless keepsake; the lesson will stay with me forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-4041094305024412152?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/4041094305024412152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4041094305024412152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4041094305024412152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEzgfPBiAXc/TccTrTQA7oI/AAAAAAAAB4A/90wh4WJ5URc/s72-c/IMG_1421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-6919205007492661763</id><published>2011-04-28T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:59:35.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicki's day at preschool</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, April 26th, the firefighters came to Nicki's preschool to share what their job is and important safety tips with the kids.&amp;nbsp; We learned that in a fire, we should get down low and get outside.&amp;nbsp; We also learned the difference between tools and toys.&amp;nbsp; Matches and fire lighting instruments are tools, NOT toys and only grown ups get to use them.&amp;nbsp; I thought they were very effective teachers and taught to the children's levels of understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGKYQ9LjgeA/TbmOApSBHMI/AAAAAAAAB3U/9uzH-h9cMF4/s1600/IMG_1388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGKYQ9LjgeA/TbmOApSBHMI/AAAAAAAAB3U/9uzH-h9cMF4/s400/IMG_1388.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPPUVlo1Yr4/TbmOHBfcFCI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/ow-l_nTGpAo/s1600/IMG_1397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBL6sG2pAHg/TbmOQ2n9pnI/AAAAAAAAB3k/ZfywpSmjsLE/s1600/IMG_1414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBL6sG2pAHg/TbmOQ2n9pnI/AAAAAAAAB3k/ZfywpSmjsLE/s400/IMG_1414.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was sharing day for Nicki.&amp;nbsp; She choose her magnetic ballerina toy to share with her class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v6jULN0ROVw/TbmOUTWWR5I/AAAAAAAAB3o/QgUjd9WTzI0/s1600/IMG_1419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v6jULN0ROVw/TbmOUTWWR5I/AAAAAAAAB3o/QgUjd9WTzI0/s400/IMG_1419.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reading corner with some of her friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-6919205007492661763?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/6919205007492661763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/04/nickis-day-at-preschool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/6919205007492661763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/6919205007492661763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/04/nickis-day-at-preschool.html' title='Nicki&apos;s day at preschool'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eGKYQ9LjgeA/TbmOApSBHMI/AAAAAAAAB3U/9uzH-h9cMF4/s72-c/IMG_1388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-4355122034072918937</id><published>2011-04-25T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:11:43.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Tiger Mom...the western side, that is</title><content type='html'>In China the tiger is the king of the beasts. He takes on much the same symbolism as the lion in western cultures. He represents royalty, power, courage, ferocity, strength, wrath, cruelty, treachery, and authority. The wild tiger uses these attributes in a frightening and beastly way, while the tamed tiger uses the appropriate traits in a manner which benefits humankind.&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all its ferocity, medieval bestiaries made the tiger the symbol of a mother's love. Europeans were informed that, when chased by a female tiger, they had only to drop a mirror in the tigress' path. Mistaking her own reflection for a tiger cub, the pouncing animal would forget her prey and try to nurse it.&amp;nbsp; Because of its superior ability to see in the dark, Buddhists consider the tiger a symbol of spiritual illumination.&amp;nbsp; - from the NKJV Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just finished reviewing "Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mom" on goodreads.&amp;nbsp; I called the author, Amy Chua, a narcissist.&amp;nbsp; But now I'm realizing why she called herself a "tiger mom" and how I have more in common with her than I thought.&amp;nbsp; I see now that the label she gave herself indicates self knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does she have in common with me?&amp;nbsp; My parenting style is definitely the 'western way' as she makes fun of all throughout the book.&amp;nbsp; But it's also a 24/7 commitment for me.&amp;nbsp; I don't sip wine while going to yoga, or vacation to mud city spas for the weekend.&amp;nbsp; And just like Amy, I am passionately hopeful and willing to do whatever it takes to help my children know they can succeed and do it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single friend of mine who is dear to my heart recently tole me she really wanted to be a mom.&lt;br /&gt;Here is two things I know for certain about parenthood:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1.&amp;nbsp; There will be guilt felt about what you didn't do, should have done differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2.&amp;nbsp; You'll be in a situation with your child, at least momentarily, where you won't know what to do or say.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3.&amp;nbsp; Being a parent is like holding a mirror in front of your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-4355122034072918937?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/4355122034072918937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/04/confessions-of-tiger-momthe-western.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4355122034072918937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4355122034072918937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/04/confessions-of-tiger-momthe-western.html' title='Confessions of a Tiger Mom...the western side, that is'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-3161298670048704831</id><published>2011-04-21T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:18:53.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Judge!</title><content type='html'>Today we went on a tour of Whole Foods that a homeschooling mom set up and offered to the yahoo email list we belong to.&amp;nbsp; There was a good group of about 25 moms with their children there.&amp;nbsp; A young boy around Nicki's age was particularly vigilant about being "first" in line and answering questions, even interrupting our tour guide in a rather loud voice.&amp;nbsp; His mother kept correcting, grabbing, shushing, etc. but this boy was oblivious and repeated these behaviors over and over again.&amp;nbsp; The mother seemed embarrassed by her young son and kept apologizing for him.&amp;nbsp; She finally shared with me that he was on the autistic spectrum, something I know about from personal experience, and that people don't believe her.&amp;nbsp; My heart went out to her in her perceived isolation and worrying.&amp;nbsp; She shared that she waits in the parking lot of her son's preschool after drop off so she could help them manage his behaviors when they call.&amp;nbsp; Apparently he has hit teachers, grandparents, etc. and as a result, cannot be left with others so mom can have respite time.&amp;nbsp; I thought of another mother whom I love who has a similar situation with her child.&lt;br /&gt;I am posting parents helping parents (php) site on my recommended sites in Jane's honor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-3161298670048704831?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/3161298670048704831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/04/dont-judge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3161298670048704831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3161298670048704831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/04/dont-judge.html' title='Don&apos;t Judge!'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-8873754526064842143</id><published>2011-04-19T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T13:28:25.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mom, tell me a story..."</title><content type='html'>My youngest is 10 years younger than her next oldest sibling so she is like an only child sometimes.&amp;nbsp; I grew up in the same circumstances (and so did my mother!), so I understand what it's like to be alone.&amp;nbsp; The good thing about this is that I get to enjoy the time I have while she is little without worrying too much about other little ones running around.&amp;nbsp; Many times when we are driving places Nicki will ask me to tell her a "story" about when I was a little girl.&amp;nbsp; I have used this opportunity to turn it into family history time.&amp;nbsp; I know I loved and craved hearing about my parent's lives when they were younger and what it was like for them.&amp;nbsp; I can tell Nick feels the same way by the smile on her face while I am telling her my stories.&amp;nbsp; It makes me contented to think she may pass them on to her children as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-8873754526064842143?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/8873754526064842143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/04/mom-tell-me-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8873754526064842143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8873754526064842143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/04/mom-tell-me-story.html' title='&quot;Mom, tell me a story...&quot;'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-4342521862928719200</id><published>2011-03-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:38:52.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This warms my heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t0RoAeFIhUY/TYbhEe8tafI/AAAAAAAAB2s/qqjqYbmpAVQ/s1600/IMG_1037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t0RoAeFIhUY/TYbhEe8tafI/AAAAAAAAB2s/qqjqYbmpAVQ/s400/IMG_1037.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My youngest and my oldest playing together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-4342521862928719200?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/4342521862928719200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-warms-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4342521862928719200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4342521862928719200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-warms-my-heart.html' title='This warms my heart...'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t0RoAeFIhUY/TYbhEe8tafI/AAAAAAAAB2s/qqjqYbmpAVQ/s72-c/IMG_1037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-9058095435723096591</id><published>2011-03-08T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T08:18:50.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skills of a nurse; advocacy</title><content type='html'>My profession is nursing.&amp;nbsp; I have none to very little experience performing this role in the health care setting.&amp;nbsp; I have actually completed two schools of nursing:&amp;nbsp; De Anza, and San Jose State University.&amp;nbsp; What drew me into this field of work was the idea that I would be able to study the body, it's functions and malfunctions along with all current medical knowledge available to increase wellness in the individual.&amp;nbsp; An added plus to this was taking on the role of the advocate.&amp;nbsp; An advocate is a person who speaks in defense or support of another; someone who can't speak for themselves for whatever reason.&amp;nbsp; I learned this skill early because of my oldest son, Sam.&amp;nbsp; He was born with a foot deformity which the doctors supposed happened in utero.&amp;nbsp; After months of watching, I noticed there differences in Sam's attempts to stand and walk.&amp;nbsp; Because I was persistent, x-rays were performed and the diagnosis was changed.&amp;nbsp; I learned a valuable lesson then:&amp;nbsp; doctors regularly make mistake, or more importantly, medical science is based on exclussions, observations and percentages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found that I tend to gravitate to those who don't have a voice or who aren't heard well.&amp;nbsp; Some examples...I took on my fellow nursing students during clinical discussions when I was advocating for a young addicted patient I had in a psyche hospital who needed just a few more interventions.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday I intervened for a six year old who couldn't get her older brother to stop pestering her, even with the help of their exhausted babysitter, through respectful redirection.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to effectively step in for someone, you need to see both sides; or at least more than one.&amp;nbsp; A tricky concept, especially when emotions are involved.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we can only see what we've been taught to see.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, we can't pick a side for fear that we will be wrong, punished, or embarrassed socially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the young woman/old lady to illustrate my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UqgSz3wBN4g/TXY-qxgjVrI/AAAAAAAAB2o/2TRmmwqpcEc/s1600/oldoryoung.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UqgSz3wBN4g/TXY-qxgjVrI/AAAAAAAAB2o/2TRmmwqpcEc/s320/oldoryoung.gif" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the health care setting, a nurse is expected to speak in behalf of the patient and promote wellness.&amp;nbsp; Even if the physician has ordered the wrong medicine, or even the wrong dose - it is the nurse who loses their license should an injury occur.&amp;nbsp; Remember Stanley Milgram and his obedience to authority study?&amp;nbsp; Subjects were randomly chosen to administer electric shock to "learners" who were really actors.&amp;nbsp; They never actually received electric shock, but cried out in pain acting like they did.&amp;nbsp; Sixty-five percent of the volunteers administered the lethal 450 volt shock, because they were told by people in white coats to do so! People most vulnerable include the elderly, the young child, the disabled person, or anyone who does not have the knowledge base needed to understand their medical case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-9058095435723096591?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/9058095435723096591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/03/skills-of-nurse-advocacy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/9058095435723096591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/9058095435723096591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/03/skills-of-nurse-advocacy.html' title='Skills of a nurse; advocacy'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UqgSz3wBN4g/TXY-qxgjVrI/AAAAAAAAB2o/2TRmmwqpcEc/s72-c/oldoryoung.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-516765028680858407</id><published>2011-03-03T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:03:22.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicki LOVES her cousins</title><content type='html'>Nicki is always asking for her cousins to come play.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, she pretends to talk to them on her play phone :)&amp;nbsp; Aunt Debbi, Maddie, Izzy and Jer came over one Saturday for lunch and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-seyX4P9bxZE/TW_UV5_nKEI/AAAAAAAAB2U/2ANo28pIeo8/s1600/IMG_0946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-seyX4P9bxZE/TW_UV5_nKEI/AAAAAAAAB2U/2ANo28pIeo8/s400/IMG_0946.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Wr4zlKkRzfI/TW_Ukw8UM7I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/RcIRpAdEJ24/s1600/IMG_0924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Wr4zlKkRzfI/TW_Ukw8UM7I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/RcIRpAdEJ24/s400/IMG_0924.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jer's got some musical talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-S3jQMzIQf4w/TW_Uo1g3WKI/AAAAAAAAB2c/KvdpSUqvSW8/s1600/IMG_0925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-S3jQMzIQf4w/TW_Uo1g3WKI/AAAAAAAAB2c/KvdpSUqvSW8/s400/IMG_0925.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the bigger the mess the more the fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RsI7kqsdJkc/TW_Utnf6WVI/AAAAAAAAB2g/LxcXTxFd838/s1600/IMG_0936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RsI7kqsdJkc/TW_Utnf6WVI/AAAAAAAAB2g/LxcXTxFd838/s400/IMG_0936.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OdGgxK3DGP8/TW_U0UBhLLI/AAAAAAAAB2k/ZvHT16DGKgY/s1600/IMG_0945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-OdGgxK3DGP8/TW_U0UBhLLI/AAAAAAAAB2k/ZvHT16DGKgY/s400/IMG_0945.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;circle of friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-516765028680858407?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/516765028680858407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/03/nicki-loves-her-cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/516765028680858407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/516765028680858407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/03/nicki-loves-her-cousins.html' title='Nicki LOVES her cousins'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-seyX4P9bxZE/TW_UV5_nKEI/AAAAAAAAB2U/2ANo28pIeo8/s72-c/IMG_0946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-8319632267873769769</id><published>2011-02-27T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T22:54:09.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighborhood antics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;We have the best neighbors ev ar!&amp;nbsp; Neil, across the street often gets his matchbox cars and track set out (from his 1970's childhood) and turns our part of the neighborhood into a race track.&amp;nbsp; Today Sam, Nicki and Zack couldn't stay away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bB0UIsn1rDc/TWtDgdonm7I/AAAAAAAAB18/_lau85jcZu8/s1600/IMG_1317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bB0UIsn1rDc/TWtDgdonm7I/AAAAAAAAB18/_lau85jcZu8/s400/IMG_1317.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TwLeNgqUdfg/TWtDtPuol7I/AAAAAAAAB2A/64N1ck-P4-o/s1600/IMG_1313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TwLeNgqUdfg/TWtDtPuol7I/AAAAAAAAB2A/64N1ck-P4-o/s400/IMG_1313.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;have to have loops and curves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gcJLFOZ0z4Q/TWtDuPhYpKI/AAAAAAAAB2E/7Gn8lSIuwYk/s1600/IMG_1315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gcJLFOZ0z4Q/TWtDuPhYpKI/AAAAAAAAB2E/7Gn8lSIuwYk/s400/IMG_1315.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sam, the engineer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-8319632267873769769?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/8319632267873769769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/neighborhood-antics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8319632267873769769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8319632267873769769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/neighborhood-antics.html' title='Neighborhood antics'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-bB0UIsn1rDc/TWtDgdonm7I/AAAAAAAAB18/_lau85jcZu8/s72-c/IMG_1317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-1370645186349919695</id><published>2011-02-27T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T22:53:12.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headley family fun day</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, Aunt Kory came for a fun visit to Steve and Vicki's.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed our day playing together.&amp;nbsp; Here are some pictures of the cousins riding bicycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Vr6_ED-xbbw/TWs_lGoxg4I/AAAAAAAAB1o/TmIHeWaMCE4/s1600/IMG_1293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Vr6_ED-xbbw/TWs_lGoxg4I/AAAAAAAAB1o/TmIHeWaMCE4/s400/IMG_1293.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No training wheels with Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DIF-pAaGOAA/TWs_2QPHu2I/AAAAAAAAB1s/AEPjNSjBaTU/s1600/IMG_1295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DIF-pAaGOAA/TWs_2QPHu2I/AAAAAAAAB1s/AEPjNSjBaTU/s400/IMG_1295.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Abigail zooming by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dyf0kreM5Zk/TWtGC5sQakI/AAAAAAAAB2I/XzkZjyK3AuE/s1600/IMG_1300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dyf0kreM5Zk/TWtGC5sQakI/AAAAAAAAB2I/XzkZjyK3AuE/s400/IMG_1300.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cousin Julia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HCFxVk5Uagk/TWtGDwr3ZcI/AAAAAAAAB2M/5QMSw5BHiEY/s1600/IMG_1301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HCFxVk5Uagk/TWtGDwr3ZcI/AAAAAAAAB2M/5QMSw5BHiEY/s400/IMG_1301.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Abigal, Julia and Alex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TzBdXIomikg/TWs_5HbhzKI/AAAAAAAAB14/Tg3svWVaPas/s1600/IMG_1305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TzBdXIomikg/TWs_5HbhzKI/AAAAAAAAB14/Tg3svWVaPas/s400/IMG_1305.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nicki so sad to leave her cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-1370645186349919695?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/1370645186349919695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/headley-family-fun-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/1370645186349919695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/1370645186349919695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/headley-family-fun-day.html' title='Headley family fun day'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Vr6_ED-xbbw/TWs_lGoxg4I/AAAAAAAAB1o/TmIHeWaMCE4/s72-c/IMG_1293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-3906077054487483866</id><published>2011-02-26T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T09:11:21.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About a friend...</title><content type='html'>About a month ago I learned through mutual friends on facebook that a good friend I had known for over a year and had become close with was asking for help with a situation she was in:&amp;nbsp; Her daughter was asking to play with friend she had made, but she didn't want to get together with the mom because dealing with her was "exhausting" and their relationship was "unhealthy" for her (the mom).&lt;br /&gt;My background part of the story is that I've known this person for a year, met her through a mom's group and had become close friends (or so I thought).&amp;nbsp; We'd gone to the beach many times.&amp;nbsp; We were both adventurous and loved to explore new places with our girls.&amp;nbsp; They played together well, we told each other our deepest, darkest secrets, got together almost weekly during the summer, etc.&amp;nbsp; I started to wonder about my friend after not hearing from her for several weeks after the holidays and left messages and emails.&amp;nbsp; Finally, two months later, I received an email response saying she still wasn't up for getting together, yet she appeared to be getting together with other mutual friends of ours.&amp;nbsp; After thinking about some recent responses she had given me and knowing her absence and lately lack of response were clear, I realized she was speaking of me :(&amp;nbsp; I wanted to help her with her said dilemma by easing ourselves out of this friendship that was not working for her so I apologized for not getting the hint. I told her I loved getting to know her this past year and wished her well.&amp;nbsp; The next time I saw her at our daughters' preschool was difficult for me and I pasted a smile on my face but she wouldn't even look at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicki keeps asking to get together with her daughter, and I've tried to explain that they've moved on, but she talks to her on her imaginary phone and pretends that she is playing with her quite often.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how to feel about this and it is so touching to see my daughter be so attached and loyal.&amp;nbsp; She hopes her friend will come back and play someday.&lt;br /&gt;I realize that the illusion I had about our friendship was truly that and that I wasn't able to provide this person with what she needed/wanted, but I still miss her and the fun times we had. I have several friends I've known since they were in grade school and we still do mom's night outs - I guess the test of time is more telling than anything about a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Pleasant Mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come into our lives&lt;br /&gt;And walk with us a mile.&lt;br /&gt;Then because of circumstance,&lt;br /&gt;They only stay a while.&lt;br /&gt;They serve a need within our day&lt;br /&gt;That moves so quickly by.&lt;br /&gt;Then are gone beyond our reach.&lt;br /&gt;We often wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;God only knows the reason&lt;br /&gt;That we meet and share a smile.&lt;br /&gt;Why people come into our lives&lt;br /&gt;And walk with us a mile.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my favorite poem about the definition of friendhship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;- &lt;i&gt;unknown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-3906077054487483866?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/3906077054487483866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/about-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3906077054487483866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3906077054487483866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/about-friend.html' title='About a friend...'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-244861609992909931</id><published>2011-02-17T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T15:56:41.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zack's happenings</title><content type='html'>Zack has been busy being a freshman at Prospect High School this year along with waking up for early morning seminary.&amp;nbsp; His classes include:&amp;nbsp; Algebra, English, PE, Spanish I, Digital and graphic design, Life management.&amp;nbsp; Zack's digital and graphics design teacher felt he was so talented that she selected him along with a few other students to be a part of a special program she obtained funding for to work on video game design.&amp;nbsp; In addition, he works hard staying after school several days a week to get extra tutoring from teachers on math concepts he doesn't understand without parental pushing :)&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good work, Zack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Am6Iaca06Yo/TV21or6ZIkI/AAAAAAAAB0g/uMjvlh3au3I/s1600/IMG_1287.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Am6Iaca06Yo/TV21or6ZIkI/AAAAAAAAB0g/uMjvlh3au3I/s400/IMG_1287.jpg" width="300" /&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/3927317270611983573-244861609992909931?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/244861609992909931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/zacks-happenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/244861609992909931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/244861609992909931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/zacks-happenings.html' title='Zack&apos;s happenings'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Am6Iaca06Yo/TV21or6ZIkI/AAAAAAAAB0g/uMjvlh3au3I/s72-c/IMG_1287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-1523474484971519012</id><published>2011-02-17T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T15:46:15.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's happenings</title><content type='html'>Sam has been busy this year doing a charter school curriculum which includes:&amp;nbsp; math, english, PE, computer skills, consumer life skills.&amp;nbsp; Plus, we do a weekly kitchen science class from and open MIT course that I found online and he is doing some building projects with grandpa kullick.&amp;nbsp; Last week Sam gave a talk in sacrament meeting which he composed, typed and gave all on his own with no help from us.&amp;nbsp; He delivered a very well though out, organized speech - so proud of you, Sam! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eE-JLDdQ1pQ/TV2yoc1IP3I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/0JzOm5P35eg/s1600/IMG_1265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eE-JLDdQ1pQ/TV2yoc1IP3I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/0JzOm5P35eg/s400/IMG_1265.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making challah bread&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHt9WcAWOXQ/TV2y5Sp1nII/AAAAAAAAB0c/8nh7W3D-b9U/s1600/IMG_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHt9WcAWOXQ/TV2y5Sp1nII/AAAAAAAAB0c/8nh7W3D-b9U/s400/IMG_1280.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;K'nex roller coaster with grandpa K&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-1523474484971519012?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/1523474484971519012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/sams-happenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/1523474484971519012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/1523474484971519012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/sams-happenings.html' title='Sam&apos;s happenings'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eE-JLDdQ1pQ/TV2yoc1IP3I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/0JzOm5P35eg/s72-c/IMG_1265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-3071147763574735935</id><published>2011-02-13T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T13:44:38.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;February 14th, Valentine's Day is my birthday.&amp;nbsp; In honor of my 43rd birthday tomorrow, I wanted to come up with 43 things I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Here's my list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1. my husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;2. my children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;3. my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;4. my brothers and their wives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;5. my in-laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;6. my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;7. music - all kinds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;8. smiles - on anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;9. laughter (especially from my family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;10. Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;11. Heavenly Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;12. horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;13. labrador retrievers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;14. a good book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;15. a clean kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;16. a clean house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;17. good talks with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;18. movies that make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;19. movies that make me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;20. salads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;21. indian food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;22. pinkberry frozen yogurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;23. kind strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;24. my neighbors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;25. people who are accepting and kind of those with different beliefs and ways of doing things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;26. musicals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;27. the ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;28. dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;29. happy people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;30. living in a free country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;31. random acts of kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;32. watching my children succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;33. watching my children gain independence&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;34. sitting by a warm fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;35. things that are free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;36. window shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;37. long walks with my dog and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;38. the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;39. watching my daughter soak up the beach :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;40. getting my teeth cleaned at the dentist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;41. getting my hair done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;42. being pampered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;43. being loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;What/who do you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-3071147763574735935?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/3071147763574735935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3071147763574735935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3071147763574735935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-of-love.html' title='Day of Love'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-5396398086153491795</id><published>2011-01-29T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T23:30:50.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Happenings</title><content type='html'>Nicki has been loving her preschool at Campbell Community Center.&amp;nbsp; The group is called "kinder kids" and they are definitely getting ready for kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; Nicki loves Miss Courtney and Miss Vanessa her teachers and all her friends in class.&amp;nbsp; I get to work in the classroom once every couple of months.&amp;nbsp; Here's some highlights from my work day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TUUS9TOZhoI/AAAAAAAAB0E/FBbOFc9aCwY/s1600/IMG_1214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TUUS9TOZhoI/AAAAAAAAB0E/FBbOFc9aCwY/s400/IMG_1214.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Four mommy friends tending to their babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TUUTUT4WcbI/AAAAAAAAB0I/0IvZvdFZxPc/s1600/IMG_1217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TUUTUT4WcbI/AAAAAAAAB0I/0IvZvdFZxPc/s400/IMG_1217.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stick bug on her fingers - not at all scared of bugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-5396398086153491795?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/5396398086153491795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/01/preschool-happenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5396398086153491795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5396398086153491795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/01/preschool-happenings.html' title='Preschool Happenings'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TUUS9TOZhoI/AAAAAAAAB0E/FBbOFc9aCwY/s72-c/IMG_1214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-8144270084598547273</id><published>2011-01-19T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:11:01.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of One</title><content type='html'>I made a new goal that I would start walking 30 minutes every day. (I'm starting out small for now)&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking this morning I passed a a young twenty something boy who gave me a huge smile and said, "You're doing a great job! &amp;nbsp;Good for you, for doing such a great job!" and he turned and walked away. &amp;nbsp;I smiled and nodded a quick, stunned "thank you". &amp;nbsp;So this person I didn't even know and would probably never see again had a positive effect on my day. &amp;nbsp;It made me think. &amp;nbsp;What would life be like if we all made a decision to be cheerful and supportive to every person we met? &amp;nbsp;We can all make a difference in people's lives, even if it's just a smile or some encouraging words. &amp;nbsp;Whenever I remember I have a choice about how I act and what I say I think about a quote I love from Stephen Covey's book "Seven Habits of Highly Effective People" which says: &amp;nbsp;Be a light, not a judge; Be a model, not a critic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-8144270084598547273?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/8144270084598547273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/01/power-of-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8144270084598547273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8144270084598547273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2011/01/power-of-one.html' title='The Power of One'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-6465858167960377805</id><published>2010-12-08T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T15:00:24.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Family...isn't it about time?"</title><content type='html'>Way back in the 70's our church had an ad on tv with a short family situational story and this caption at the end.&amp;nbsp; As a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of latter day saints, I believe that families can be together forever.&amp;nbsp; During this time of year, we spend more time with our families and think about them more as we give gifts to them.&amp;nbsp; A family in our neighborhood had their house burn down completely but they all escaped unharmed.&amp;nbsp; Retaining some or any possessions would such a weak second best if a family member was lost.&amp;nbsp; I had a conversation with a good friend the other day who lost her mother ten years ago to cancer. Words failed to convey her feelings of loss as we both sat there and cried.&lt;br /&gt;This post is really for her - love you &amp;lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TP_Uonz7DkI/AAAAAAAABzU/qncn170Gu08/s1600/IMG_0387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TP_Uonz7DkI/AAAAAAAABzU/qncn170Gu08/s400/IMG_0387.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fam:&amp;nbsp; Nicki, John Paul, Christine, Zack, Sam&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TP_U51ET3gI/AAAAAAAABzY/l5JS2WZ5PRM/s1600/IMG_0383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TP_U51ET3gI/AAAAAAAABzY/l5JS2WZ5PRM/s400/IMG_0383.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Kullicks:&amp;nbsp; Steve, Cary, Sheila, Sam, Grandpa Kullick, JP, Grandma Kullick, Zack, Christine, Nicki&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TP_VYYRoDxI/AAAAAAAABzc/IrZnMCnc6o4/s1600/IMG_0396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TP_VYYRoDxI/AAAAAAAABzc/IrZnMCnc6o4/s400/IMG_0396.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE this picture - The original Headley siblings:&amp;nbsp; Jordan, Joel, Jacob, Korynne, Jared, Josh, John Paul, Cyndi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-6465858167960377805?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/6465858167960377805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/12/familyisnt-it-about-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/6465858167960377805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/6465858167960377805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/12/familyisnt-it-about-time.html' title='&quot;Family...isn&apos;t it about time?&quot;'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TP_Uonz7DkI/AAAAAAAABzU/qncn170Gu08/s72-c/IMG_0387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-7274363354548566051</id><published>2010-11-29T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:01:25.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Preschool Today</title><content type='html'>I wondered if I could set up my own simple preschool after having Nicki bomb out of a co-op preschool we tried when she was 3.&amp;nbsp; What we together set up this year as parents has totally exceeded my expectations!!!&amp;nbsp; The best part about OUR co-op preschool is that everyone gets to participate, and we all make decisions about what happens during our day.&amp;nbsp; I am truly lucky to have found 6 other moms who are so talented.&amp;nbsp; Here is what we did today for the letter 'I' for craft/science:&amp;nbsp; Ice sculpting!&amp;nbsp; A salt water solution was put into squirt bottles to squirt on blocks of ice to break it down and make fun designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TPSAyaaI8HI/AAAAAAAABzI/WJEYsuU0PJ8/s1600/IMG_0421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TPSAyaaI8HI/AAAAAAAABzI/WJEYsuU0PJ8/s400/IMG_0421.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Nicki's "igloo", which also begins with the letter "i".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TPSBWJSUvVI/AAAAAAAABzQ/p3vMEeb9wi0/s1600/IMG_0424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TPSBWJSUvVI/AAAAAAAABzQ/p3vMEeb9wi0/s400/IMG_0424.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-7274363354548566051?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/7274363354548566051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-preschool-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7274363354548566051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7274363354548566051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-preschool-today.html' title='Our Preschool Today'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TPSAyaaI8HI/AAAAAAAABzI/WJEYsuU0PJ8/s72-c/IMG_0421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-817709058525066565</id><published>2010-11-16T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T14:53:21.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Perfect Heart" a story reposted from Paulo Coelho's blog</title><content type='html'>When I read this story, I knew this was what I had been looking for lately to help me get over those people I have come across that I have felt haven't 'reciprocated' friendships/love in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 13px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;A young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 13px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;But an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;“Your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 13px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The crowd and the young man looked at the old man’s heart. It was beating strongly but full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in … but they didn’t fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. The young man looked at the old man’s heart and laughed.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;“You must be joking,” he said. “Compare your heart with mine … mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 13px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;” “Yes,” said the old man, “Yours is perfect looking … but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love….. I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them … and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart but because the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;“ Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away … and the other person hasn’t returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges … giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too … and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 13px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;It fit …. but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his.&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/3927317270611983573-817709058525066565?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/817709058525066565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-heart-story-reposted-from-paulo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/817709058525066565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/817709058525066565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-heart-story-reposted-from-paulo.html' title='&quot;The Perfect Heart&quot; a story reposted from Paulo Coelho&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-1237588025215958182</id><published>2010-11-10T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:33:20.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lazy"</title><content type='html'>I've heard this title used sooo often on kids and people and here's my opinion on it;&amp;nbsp; if YOU are using it to describe yourself - feel free!&amp;nbsp; If, however, you are using it to describe someone else, you are really judging someone else.&amp;nbsp; Who are you to judge someone else?!!!!&amp;nbsp; How can you know for sure that you are right?&amp;nbsp; Like, is there a "laziness test"?&amp;nbsp; or are you venting because you want someone to do something they aren't?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;If you get this above concept, CONGRATULATIONS!!&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't, please consider the ideas below.&amp;nbsp; I found these suggestions online from a parent frustrated with their child(ren).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. RULE OUT HEALTH PROBLEMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While some kids are intrinsically more active than  others, most kids are not naturally lazy. If your child seems to be  tired and unmotivated, this could be for a couple of reasons. As  children grow, their bodies need to rest more than usual. If your child  is having a new onset of seeming laziness, give it a little time and let  his body grow. Once his body catches up, he should be back to normal.  If you suspect any medical problems causing laziness, have your child  evaluated by a pediatrician to rule out any physical problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. SHORT TERM GOALS AND REWARDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don’t criticize your child, but help her find ways to  succeed. With my son, money is not an incentive, so we make up a  sticker chart every week. If he gets his homework done and keeps his bed  made, we go on a “date”. Since we have other children, this is usually  something as simple as a walk without the other kids, or a trip to the  store for a piece of candy. Find the thing that will drive your children  to succeed, and then work it into part of their lives as a goal.  Stickers are sufficient for smaller children, and the older they get,  make sure to keep rewards something you can follow through on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. PRAISE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even if your child doesn’t master every goal you have  set, lavish him with praise for the things he did well. Point out how  his personal effort equates to achievement. Praise your child with words  that point out their effort being the cause of meeting the goals. This  will help them recognize their part in success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. KEEP A POSITIVE ATTITUDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As a parent, you set the tone for your child’s  education and lifestyle choices. If you perceive school as fun and  useful, it’s likely your kids will follow suit. If they see you  criticizing, however, it’s going to help them justify actions that are  negative towards the school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. TIME MANAGEMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This one has been a real struggle for my son, who is  oblivious to time and deadlines. He is so quiet, that often I don’t  realize that he isn’t doing what I asked. We have formed a chart with  what he needs to be doing at certain times in the day, and I must follow  through with helping him accomplish it. This is absolutely essential  for survival in the real world, so make sure you find ways to help your  kids overcome laziness and manage their time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. ENCOURAGE YOUR CHILDREN’S INTERESTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For a child who would never read and always lazy, I  was amazed to discover this little boy interested in trains who had  memorized the entire train schedule such as Arrival and departure times,  names of the stations, different kinds of cars and a host of other  information. If you can find your child’s niche and feed it, learning  will become incidental. This is sometimes more difficult in a classroom  setting, but communicate your child’s interest to his teachers so they  can coax performance out of your child as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. EXTRACURRICULAR ACTIVITIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whether you choose this as part of the rewards/short  term goals or not, it is up to you, but sometimes your child will  flourish if they are allowed an outlet to express their creativity. You  must motivate your child with creative ways to find their passion. That  talent is just waiting to come out. Get them in group or personal  activities that make them happy, and just like us adults; when we are  happy, all areas of our life improve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. ADJUST YOUR EXPECTATIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you are having a hard time accepting your  children’s seeming lack of motivation, learn to embrace it. There are  some children who are just artsy, poetic dreamers, and they can bring  joy into your lives in ways you never would have thought up. Spend extra  time learning and motivating your kids, because they will be the ones  who come home at the holidays every year, and knowing their passions  will bring joy to you and them for your entire lives. Once you learn and  accept that there are some kids who won’t be motivated as how you feel  they should be, you are free to enjoy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-1237588025215958182?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/1237588025215958182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/11/lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/1237588025215958182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/1237588025215958182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/11/lazy.html' title='&quot;Lazy&quot;'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-3398439640363765687</id><published>2010-10-30T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:41:05.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headley family pumpkin carving</title><content type='html'>Last night the grandma and grandpa Headley, Jared and Beth and family, Jake and Debbi and family and Joel and Laura and family came over to carve pumpkins and share some soup with us. &amp;nbsp;We had so much fun! &amp;nbsp;Here's some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxG9vjdq0I/AAAAAAAABxQ/3cLWLhEmASQ/s1600/IMG_1064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxG9vjdq0I/AAAAAAAABxQ/3cLWLhEmASQ/s400/IMG_1064.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxH08t6TLI/AAAAAAAABxU/lszFshGIivw/s1600/IMG_1066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxH08t6TLI/AAAAAAAABxU/lszFshGIivw/s400/IMG_1066.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxH2oNFd5I/AAAAAAAABxY/t--vIbLKWps/s1600/IMG_1067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxH2oNFd5I/AAAAAAAABxY/t--vIbLKWps/s400/IMG_1067.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hard at work! &amp;nbsp;Laura, you get the most creative designs award :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxIX-3kT0I/AAAAAAAAByQ/QK33HsuG6U8/s1600/IMG_1071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxIX-3kT0I/AAAAAAAAByQ/QK33HsuG6U8/s320/IMG_1071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma was so patient with Nicki helping her to carve her own pumpkin...except maybe 'degutting' and a few other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxIdV9RsmI/AAAAAAAABys/_Ao3IFAiPok/s1600/IMG_1079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxIdV9RsmI/AAAAAAAABys/_Ao3IFAiPok/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Smiling faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-3398439640363765687?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/3398439640363765687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/10/headley-family-pumpkin-carving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3398439640363765687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3398439640363765687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/10/headley-family-pumpkin-carving.html' title='Headley family pumpkin carving'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxG9vjdq0I/AAAAAAAABxQ/3cLWLhEmASQ/s72-c/IMG_1064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-8669723691210019386</id><published>2010-10-30T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T19:22:20.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicki goes bangs</title><content type='html'>Last week Nicole asked me if she could have "bumps".&amp;nbsp; JP and I were both dumbfounded by this request.&amp;nbsp; She kept saying she wanted a hair cut and needed to get a bump like her cousin.&amp;nbsp; "Oh!" I said, "You want bangs!"&amp;nbsp; "Yes!" Nicki replied.&amp;nbsp; Even though JP was worried it wouldn't look good, she persisted in asking for this so off to great clips we went.&amp;nbsp; Nick was so excited to be like her cousins who have "bumps" too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxEDA44qeI/AAAAAAAABxM/YCNqwMR4LOw/s1600/IMG_1027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxEDA44qeI/AAAAAAAABxM/YCNqwMR4LOw/s320/IMG_1027.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is putting her head waaaay back for a shampoo. &amp;nbsp;"It tickles, mommy!" &amp;nbsp;(giggle, giggle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxBQtNWvUI/AAAAAAAABxE/8dowJQXCV_o/s400/IMG_1030.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxBQtNWvUI/AAAAAAAABxE/8dowJQXCV_o/s1600/IMG_1030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holding so still during this process. &amp;nbsp;Note the serious face throughout!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxDFS4Sh-I/AAAAAAAABxI/rqZJaVtEA_M/s1600/IMG_1033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxDFS4Sh-I/AAAAAAAABxI/rqZJaVtEA_M/s320/IMG_1033.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All done!&amp;nbsp; Look at that smile :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-8669723691210019386?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/8669723691210019386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/10/nickis-goes-bangs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8669723691210019386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8669723691210019386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/10/nickis-goes-bangs.html' title='Nicki goes bangs'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMxEDA44qeI/AAAAAAAABxM/YCNqwMR4LOw/s72-c/IMG_1027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-4226717913012990350</id><published>2010-10-21T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T02:43:01.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my children...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMAE38Pw2FI/AAAAAAAABwc/isvnwEE6S6c/s1600/IMG_1005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMAE38Pw2FI/AAAAAAAABwc/isvnwEE6S6c/s320/IMG_1005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is my oldest.&amp;nbsp; Sam has always  been so patient with me and my learning curve on how to be a mom.&amp;nbsp; When  he was little, his father and I had to make some tough medical  decisions about the bone structure in his feet.&amp;nbsp; It was also apparent  that Sam would have other challenges in life as well.&amp;nbsp; Despite all this adversity, I never have heard a complaint from him.&amp;nbsp; He has a "can do" attitude about anything.&amp;nbsp; Anyone that has ever worked with Sam marvels about his  great attitude.&amp;nbsp; I know that whatever Sam undertakes in life, he will give 150%.&amp;nbsp; You are my hero, Sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMAHGP0VrYI/AAAAAAAABwk/APMh4OZzqO4/s1600/IMG_1448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMAHGP0VrYI/AAAAAAAABwk/APMh4OZzqO4/s320/IMG_1448.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMAGd0SR1tI/AAAAAAAABwg/x6aBfz-lmu4/s1600/IMG_1097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack is my middle kid; growing at a gigantic rate right now - literally.&amp;nbsp; Zack has many talents.&amp;nbsp; One of them is his sensitivity to others and their motives.&amp;nbsp; This has proven to be both helpful and a curse for him.&amp;nbsp; Zack is intelligent as well as wise, a good combination.&amp;nbsp; One of the things I admire about Zack the most is that he tries so hard to be a peacemaker in our family.&amp;nbsp; He is able to understand more than one person's viewpoint and not take sides.&amp;nbsp; He sees the big picture really well.&amp;nbsp; You inspire me to do better, Zack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMAJd5UpsaI/AAAAAAAABwo/5Bhw5uacgGg/s1600/IMG_1145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMAJd5UpsaI/AAAAAAAABwo/5Bhw5uacgGg/s320/IMG_1145.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicki is my baby ( not really, she's 4!).&amp;nbsp; Here she is with Jeremiah, her youngest cousin.&amp;nbsp; Nicki is very attached to her family and her extended family.&amp;nbsp; She talks about them often.&amp;nbsp; She considers her cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents her world.&amp;nbsp; When she asks if we can go somewhere she hopes her cousins will be there also, or that we will stop and grandma and grandpa's house.&amp;nbsp; Nicki just loves and admires us all.&amp;nbsp; My wish for her is that she can keep this feeling alive all throughout her grownup life.&amp;nbsp; Nicki has reminded me what I know about love - always given; never taken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-4226717913012990350?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/4226717913012990350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-my-children.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4226717913012990350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4226717913012990350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-my-children.html' title='To my children...'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/TMAE38Pw2FI/AAAAAAAABwc/isvnwEE6S6c/s72-c/IMG_1005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-7186321544111390167</id><published>2010-06-07T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:39:59.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Meetup?!</title><content type='html'>I'm not big on advertising unless I really believe in something.&amp;nbsp; I have found a global networking site that fits that description for me called Meetup.com.&amp;nbsp; I stumbled upon it quite by accident through a friend in MOMS club who was talking about it.&amp;nbsp; So, I checked it out.&amp;nbsp; Found a few groups based on ideas that I really connect with and now have started my own group called "Preschool fun!" (are you suprised?!)&amp;nbsp; Our first meetup activity is a park day thursday, and I'm really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;With just your zip code and preferred travel mileage you too can have a blast "meet'ing up with others like you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-7186321544111390167?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/7186321544111390167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/06/got-meetup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7186321544111390167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7186321544111390167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/06/got-meetup.html' title='Got Meetup?!'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-7662035211499194674</id><published>2010-05-08T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:45:39.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Luck Teresa and Rachel!  We will miss you :)</title><content type='html'>My brother's daughters, Teresa and Rachel, who are twins left early Thursday morning to the United Kingdom to serve 18 month missions for our church.&amp;nbsp; Teresa was called to serve in Edinborough, Scotland and Rachel is serving in Machester, England.&amp;nbsp; We wish them well and are excited for the many opportunities awaiting them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S-UN6RejHkI/AAAAAAAABvU/HuQVW3QcBV8/s1600/IMG_1069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S-UN6RejHkI/AAAAAAAABvU/HuQVW3QcBV8/s400/IMG_1069.jpg" width="400" /&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/3927317270611983573-7662035211499194674?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/7662035211499194674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-luck-teresa-and-rachel-we-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7662035211499194674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7662035211499194674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-luck-teresa-and-rachel-we-will.html' title='Good Luck Teresa and Rachel!  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playing with and some bikes and ride around toys.&amp;nbsp; The thing that made it most fun was nothing was planned or regimented about tonight.&amp;nbsp; Just 8 or 9 families hanging around talking, laughing and having a good time.&amp;nbsp; The boys most enjoyed the chickens - Sam was laughing non-stop at them!&amp;nbsp; It's obvious to me that all 3 of my children are animal lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S-UMWrprb2I/AAAAAAAABvE/TCqLU6DNdvg/s1600/IMG_1124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S-UMWrprb2I/AAAAAAAABvE/TCqLU6DNdvg/s400/IMG_1124.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-7840457579092383515</id><published>2010-04-13T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:58:53.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dastardly Doctor Deveraux performances 3/31, 4/1, 4/2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the beginning of this year, they announced a stake youth play tryouts at our church.&amp;nbsp; I told the boys I really wanted them to do this ( I knew they wouldn't do this on their own, so I gave them a big shove :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They went to tryouts very nervously and found that everyone who wanted a part could be in it.&amp;nbsp; So, because they didn't want a big part, they were given a small chorus and dancing part as orderlies in this medical mellodrama.&amp;nbsp; For many months, they attended practices on wednesday nights and saturday mornings.&amp;nbsp; They were tiring of practicing by March but could see the end in sight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a picture of the whole cast!&amp;nbsp; Zack is hiding in the back and Sam is the orderly on the right, 2nd row.&amp;nbsp; It was very entertaining and funny and we are grateful for their friends and family who came and supported them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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San Jose moms club hunting easter eggs.&amp;nbsp; One of the moms painted their faces and we made hat bunny ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S7vUO0MMwuI/AAAAAAAABt0/h4YyIs6ni1E/s1600/IMG_0994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S7vUO0MMwuI/AAAAAAAABt0/h4YyIs6ni1E/s320/IMG_0994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-needed-this-today-and-im-passing-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3221931549985160921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3221931549985160921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-needed-this-today-and-im-passing-it.html' title='I needed this today and I&apos;m passing it along,,,:)'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-7111970333558491029</id><published>2010-02-16T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:38:21.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S3rjs4IEj3I/AAAAAAAABrk/vG2mo4OG9ws/s1600-h/IMG_0863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S3rjs4IEj3I/AAAAAAAABrk/vG2mo4OG9ws/s320/IMG_0863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is why I got a dog.&amp;nbsp; I read through all the literature about how you should be ready and how you should pick the right animal, yada, yada, yada.&amp;nbsp; But this is why I got one.&amp;nbsp; Dogs aren't like people:&amp;nbsp; they don't hold grudges, or play games, they don't withhold love because you didn't do or say what they wanted.&amp;nbsp; Really - they don't have expectations for you to fail at.&amp;nbsp; They just love you ALL the time, unconditionally :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S3rlIqIvI-I/AAAAAAAABrs/_RVYuSNrc18/s1600-h/IMG_0866.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S3rlIqIvI-I/AAAAAAAABrs/_RVYuSNrc18/s320/IMG_0866.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Star likes to chew.&amp;nbsp; All dogs do, especially puppies (yes, she is still a puppy until that magical age between 1 and 2 yrs old when she somehow loses that puppy image).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I feel totally comfortable letting Nicki play with Star, even unattended.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is a great addition to our family and I'm so glad I made that decision last Spring to bring her home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/S3rjs4IEj3I/AAAAAAAABrk/vG2mo4OG9ws/s72-c/IMG_0863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-346941610511933224</id><published>2010-02-01T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T01:49:41.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Quotes</title><content type='html'>It is officially February!&amp;nbsp; The month of love.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE that I was born on Valentine's Day :)&lt;br /&gt;Here are some love quotes I collected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you…John 13:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ye love me, keep my commandments.  John 14:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish but have everlasting life.  John 3:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no fear in love:  but perfect love casteth out fear…. 1 John 4:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is not the magnitude of our actions but the amount of love that is put into them that matters.”  Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;Franklin P. Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have it [Love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have.&lt;br /&gt;Sir James M. Barrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;Henry Louis Mencken&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-346941610511933224?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/346941610511933224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/346941610511933224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/346941610511933224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-quotes.html' title='Love Quotes'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-2694464608821537171</id><published>2010-01-26T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T08:47:02.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agency</title><content type='html'>Ok, so another deep one :)&amp;nbsp; A couple of days ago, I was overwhelmed for over a day by someone who insisted that I "didn't like them" and that the behaviors, gestures, words, etc. I had said to, or done around them was proof.&amp;nbsp; She further explained that 'other' women in our circle had expressed to her that I had been or said "unkind" things to them also.&amp;nbsp; This created the proof about my character and how she could feel justified in feeling this way.&amp;nbsp; My attempts to apologize and explain the situations she was speaking of were either argued away or blown off.&amp;nbsp; And I realized that I had done this myself.&amp;nbsp; There are people in my life who, I have believed, don't like me.&amp;nbsp; Whether or not they do, is inconsequential.&amp;nbsp; When I interact with them, this thought affects almost every interaction because I choose to look at them through my own tainted glasses.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I do know it IS a choice I make.&amp;nbsp; I was reminded of this today by a quote by Elder David Bednar sent on an email group.&amp;nbsp; It is a topic that is central to what my church is focusing on this month:&amp;nbsp; agency.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, more eloquently put:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we believe or say we have been offended, we usually mean we feel&lt;br /&gt;insulted, mistreated, snubbed, or disrespected. And certainly clumsy,&lt;br /&gt;embarrassing, unprincipled, and mean-spirited things do occur in our&lt;br /&gt;interactions with other people that would allow us to take offense. However,&lt;br /&gt;it ultimately is impossible for another person to offend you or to offend&lt;br /&gt;me. Indeed, believing that another person offended us is fundamentally&lt;br /&gt;false. To be offended is a choice we make; it is not a condition inflicted&lt;br /&gt;or imposed upon us by someone or something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the grand division of all of God's creations, there are things to act and&lt;br /&gt;things to be acted upon (see 2 Nephi 2:13–14). As sons and daughters of our&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, we have been blessed with the gift of &lt;span id="lw_1264524060_1" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;"&gt;moral agency&lt;/span&gt;, the&lt;br /&gt;capacity for independent action and choice. Endowed with agency, you and I&lt;br /&gt;are agents, and we primarily are to act and not just be acted upon. To&lt;br /&gt;believe that someone or something can make us feel offended, angry, hurt, or&lt;br /&gt;bitter diminishes our moral agency and transforms us into objects to be&lt;br /&gt;acted upon. As agents, however, you and I have the power to act and to&lt;br /&gt;choose how we will respond to an offensive or hurtful situation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(“And Nothing Shall Offend Them,” Ensign, Nov 2006, 89–92)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-2694464608821537171?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/2694464608821537171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/01/agency.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/2694464608821537171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/2694464608821537171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2010/01/agency.html' title='Agency'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-4547894539984078028</id><published>2009-12-17T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:56:02.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mentos and soda chemistry experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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This year Nicki found one right away and it was nearly flawless!&amp;nbsp; Good thing too, because we had about an hour to get the tree and get back and get ready for a book fair fundraiser I was doing for Nicki's preschool.&amp;nbsp; The fundraiser was not successful for the tree hunting was.&amp;nbsp; Here's this year's pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/Sym-S9M2MnI/AAAAAAAABjA/M-JRP6ew40U/s1600-h/ochristmastree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/Sym-S9M2MnI/AAAAAAAABjA/M-JRP6ew40U/s640/ochristmastree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-8535983633035046785?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/8535983633035046785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8535983633035046785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/8535983633035046785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-christmas-tree.html' title='O Christmas Tree!'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/Sym-S9M2MnI/AAAAAAAABjA/M-JRP6ew40U/s72-c/ochristmastree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-166065904772114677</id><published>2009-12-16T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:55:44.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't cha just love this face?....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing I discovered early on about Nicole is that she LOVES chocolate.&amp;nbsp; Since it's really never been my favorite, I have struggled to understand her obsession over it.&amp;nbsp; Three things I know about Nicki and her chocolate:&amp;nbsp; 1)&amp;nbsp; It changes her from a grump to a happy kid in a matter of seconds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2)&amp;nbsp; What I think is enough NEVER is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3)&amp;nbsp; There are certain chocolates which are substandard, like dark flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/Sym5Q50Ys7I/AAAAAAAABi4/-lu44N6uHHI/s1600-h/IMG_0666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/Sym5Q50Ys7I/AAAAAAAABi4/-lu44N6uHHI/s400/IMG_0666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little chocoholic is at it again....this time 'painting' it all over herself.&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/3927317270611983573-166065904772114677?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/166065904772114677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-cha-just-love-this-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/166065904772114677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/166065904772114677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-cha-just-love-this-face.html' title='Don&apos;t cha just love this face?....'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/Sym5Q50Ys7I/AAAAAAAABi4/-lu44N6uHHI/s72-c/IMG_0666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-4538809737860461916</id><published>2009-11-27T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:28:55.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kullick Family Thanksgiving 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We are so lucky to live close by both families, the Headleys and Kullicks.&amp;nbsp; We usually try to go to both dinners or celebrations which makes for really full tummies and a lot of excitement but a really long day for the kids.&amp;nbsp; This year we went to the Kullicks, next year the Headleys!&amp;nbsp; Here's some highlights:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAGlcSw5WI/AAAAAAAABg8/pD0ss3u-Lks/s1600/CIMG1201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAGlcSw5WI/AAAAAAAABg8/pD0ss3u-Lks/s200/CIMG1201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sam, JP and Nicki waiting on the couch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAH88S5s9I/AAAAAAAABhE/yFwmIj73-NQ/s1600/CIMG1204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAH88S5s9I/AAAAAAAABhE/yFwmIj73-NQ/s320/CIMG1204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Renee and Cary are so fast on the cleanup and dishes, it's usually done before you can blink :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAIIVb73fI/AAAAAAAABhM/cUsqWdiNSN0/s1600/CIMG1207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAIIVb73fI/AAAAAAAABhM/cUsqWdiNSN0/s320/CIMG1207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left to right:&amp;nbsp; Steve, Teresa, Ericka, Rachel, Ed, Steven Jr. and Audrey - smiling after an awesome meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAI3A1M7zI/AAAAAAAABhU/yWG-G_HUkGw/s1600/CIMG1210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAI3A1M7zI/AAAAAAAABhU/yWG-G_HUkGw/s320/CIMG1210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ericka and Steven Jr. the newly engaged - Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAJEegYcVI/AAAAAAAABhc/c-nH_u0yZNQ/s1600/CIMG1211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAJEegYcVI/AAAAAAAABhc/c-nH_u0yZNQ/s320/CIMG1211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a lovely ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAJfTwOXsI/AAAAAAAABhk/3PDzjhCY4U4/s1600/IMG_0527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAJfTwOXsI/AAAAAAAABhk/3PDzjhCY4U4/s320/IMG_0527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner, we took a little walk and ended up at my old elementary school, Faria.&amp;nbsp; Cary, Renee, Teresa, Rachel, Erick, Steven Jr. and Nicki got into an intense game of hopscotch.&amp;nbsp; I had forgotten the rules, but was reminded after watching them play a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAKl3EPAnI/AAAAAAAABh8/KTb_IT3xPSk/s1600/IMG_0539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAKl3EPAnI/AAAAAAAABh8/KTb_IT3xPSk/s320/IMG_0539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You start by throwing your marker in the first square and then jump across, skipping your marked square until you return when you pick it up.&amp;nbsp; In order to finish the game, you have to reach every square.&amp;nbsp; Here's Renee's marker in the farthest square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxALEL7Y2qI/AAAAAAAABiE/uTDioAp0ZNc/s1600/IMG_0540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxALEL7Y2qI/AAAAAAAABiE/uTDioAp0ZNc/s320/IMG_0540.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The ensuing celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAL30I_2qI/AAAAAAAABiM/Q8MpSQQf9F8/s1600/IMG_0544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAL30I_2qI/AAAAAAAABiM/Q8MpSQQf9F8/s320/IMG_0544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We found a square with numbers inside it not in order and tried to figure out what kind of game it was...if Grandpa Headley had been there, he could have made up an interesting math game, I'm sure :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-4538809737860461916?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/4538809737860461916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/11/kullick-family-thanksgiving-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4538809737860461916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4538809737860461916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/11/kullick-family-thanksgiving-09.html' title='Kullick Family Thanksgiving 09'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SxAGlcSw5WI/AAAAAAAABg8/pD0ss3u-Lks/s72-c/CIMG1201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-4079972188753038095</id><published>2009-11-25T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:07:48.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nicki is always talking about her cousins.  It's the highlight of her day when she gets to play with them.  Last night we went to celebrate Grandpa Headley's birthday with him.  We brought him pies.  The girls had a fabulous time dressing up as princesses and took many pictures of themselves (most of them are blurry).&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful that my children have cousins living close by so they can get to know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/Sw3Frk3UIVI/AAAAAAAABcQ/60cTf5kIilo/s1600/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/Sw3Frk3UIVI/AAAAAAAABcQ/60cTf5kIilo/s400/IMG_0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408196079962562898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Izzy, Maddie and Nicki&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/3927317270611983573-4079972188753038095?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/4079972188753038095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/11/cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4079972188753038095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4079972188753038095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/11/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/Sw3Frk3UIVI/AAAAAAAABcQ/60cTf5kIilo/s72-c/IMG_0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-4982890290787179812</id><published>2009-11-17T12:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:57:31.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About choices</title><content type='html'>I grew up in a quiet atmosphere where the idea presented to me was to do things that didn't cause waves, to just be quiet and consider other's feelings and how my actions affected others; how I "should" be.  It took me until my late twenties to question this way of being and to realize I had lots of resentments about it.  To get rid of them, all I needed to do was stop worrying about others and make my own choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am a parent, I am doing it again.  Only as a parent.  I have been knocking myself out trying to sign my children up for things, displaying things on blogs and facebook to make them look more ...(fill in the blank).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I feel some sort of pressure to do things right? or whatever else I "should" be doing?  In my opinion that's a weak excuse,(also a way to blame someone or something else).  Although I have been told numerous times from various people that they don't agree with my choices and some of those people mean a great deal to me and I want their approval, these are MY choices to make. Doesn't it sound like a simple concept?  I am just recognizing it now.  There will ALWAYS be someone who doesn't agree with me.  As long as I am considering feedback and responses from those in my immediate family with whom my decisions will affect, that's really all that matters, right?&lt;br /&gt;I am in control of my destiny (well, as much as I can control).  I can question why I do things.  If I don't find a good reason, I can act, I can make a choice:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-4982890290787179812?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/4982890290787179812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/11/about-choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4982890290787179812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4982890290787179812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/11/about-choices.html' title='About choices'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-7605517874419697608</id><published>2009-11-03T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:20:42.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JP's locks of love are all gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEptxxPR0I/AAAAAAAABbA/6mY2u-rbIVs/s1600-h/CIMG1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEptxxPR0I/AAAAAAAABbA/6mY2u-rbIVs/s320/CIMG1140.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Before (only 2 1/2 years of time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEpuHtyiDI/AAAAAAAABbI/sf_OP17uVsk/s1600-h/CIMG1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEpuHtyiDI/AAAAAAAABbI/sf_OP17uVsk/s320/CIMG1151.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Sittin' in the chair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEpudFhNxI/AAAAAAAABbQ/LMcz9oJPUXI/s1600-h/CIMG1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEpudFhNxI/AAAAAAAABbQ/LMcz9oJPUXI/s320/CIMG1155.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;It took two of them to cut it all&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEpuptI0II/AAAAAAAABbY/xw1KEo-rbEs/s1600-h/CIMG1156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEpuptI0II/AAAAAAAABbY/xw1KEo-rbEs/s320/CIMG1156.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Ahhhh, the finished product :) Isn't he a handsome devil?&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/3927317270611983573-7605517874419697608?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/7605517874419697608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/11/jps-locks-of-love-are-all-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7605517874419697608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7605517874419697608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/11/jps-locks-of-love-are-all-gone.html' title='JP&apos;s locks of love are all gone!'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEptxxPR0I/AAAAAAAABbA/6mY2u-rbIVs/s72-c/CIMG1140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-3747988530129682146</id><published>2009-11-03T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:09:00.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween friends at preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEohuKMT5I/AAAAAAAABag/-B5b3tTsrio/s1600-h/CIMG1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEohuKMT5I/AAAAAAAABag/-B5b3tTsrio/s320/CIMG1096.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEoh3gKSNI/AAAAAAAABao/ZKhQBMt3WP4/s1600-h/CIMG1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEoh3gKSNI/AAAAAAAABao/ZKhQBMt3WP4/s320/CIMG1099.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEoidPJKMI/AAAAAAAABaw/aKmTRl1jLZ4/s1600-h/CIMG1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEoidPJKMI/AAAAAAAABaw/aKmTRl1jLZ4/s320/CIMG1101.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEoiuTcecI/AAAAAAAABa4/BUpYoASBxAM/s1600-h/CIMG1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SvEoiuTcecI/AAAAAAAABa4/BUpYoASBxAM/s320/CIMG1109.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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They actually spend half of the class dancing tap and the other half doing ballet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-50f720229ea5b925" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50f720229ea5b925%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331329179%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C8AC45791BB3AD302CC41AE93006265644D3F14.52C23CCA3E042504C4A239F0C76B6401D31C0B4C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50f720229ea5b925%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXDxYUSr82JcZv8W6jjD0HuA4sgU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50f720229ea5b925%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331329179%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C8AC45791BB3AD302CC41AE93006265644D3F14.52C23CCA3E042504C4A239F0C76B6401D31C0B4C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50f720229ea5b925%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXDxYUSr82JcZv8W6jjD0HuA4sgU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-9005962191048917970?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/9005962191048917970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/ballet-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/9005962191048917970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/9005962191048917970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/ballet-class.html' title='Ballet Class'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-1168854314418972542</id><published>2009-10-28T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:47:26.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Search of a petting zoo pumpkin patch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Debbi, Maddie, Izzy, Nicki and I went looking for a petting zoo at a pumpkin patch on a weekday.  This one on Snell Avenue has had rabbits in the past so we went to check it out.  However, because of the wind and cold, the rabbits could not come out and play :(&lt;br /&gt;So....we rode the train and played in the hay mazes instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujyTkkbPwI/AAAAAAAABZk/IE3euqTDAlo/s1600-h/IMG_0475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujyTkkbPwI/AAAAAAAABZk/IE3euqTDAlo/s320/IMG_0475.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397830571451432706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izzy and Nicki on the pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujyTNRMiAI/AAAAAAAABZc/Ph59PaOrbO8/s1600-h/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujyTNRMiAI/AAAAAAAABZc/Ph59PaOrbO8/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397830565196761090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maddie, Izzy, and Nicki loved the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujzgJK_lFI/AAAAAAAABZ0/da8Q6HmuJhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujzgJK_lFI/AAAAAAAABZ0/da8Q6HmuJhQ/s320/IMG_0479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397831886946931794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three little girls sitting in a row&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/3927317270611983573-1168854314418972542?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/1168854314418972542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-search-of-petting-zoo-pumpkin-patch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/1168854314418972542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/1168854314418972542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-search-of-petting-zoo-pumpkin-patch.html' title='In Search of a petting zoo pumpkin patch...'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujyTkkbPwI/AAAAAAAABZk/IE3euqTDAlo/s72-c/IMG_0475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-5145753952092828451</id><published>2009-10-28T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:33:35.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pumpkin carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujwSubMleI/AAAAAAAABZM/sEBDaRRWmAI/s1600-h/CIMG1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujwSubMleI/AAAAAAAABZM/sEBDaRRWmAI/s320/CIMG1095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397828357893952994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad is having so much fun...he's about to throw pumpkin guts at me :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujwSV24Z5I/AAAAAAAABZE/3vkxj0Fj7ig/s1600-h/CIMG1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujwSV24Z5I/AAAAAAAABZE/3vkxj0Fj7ig/s320/CIMG1094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397828351299184530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zack really enjoys the insides too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujwR5NkyfI/AAAAAAAABY8/1S2vJkGLjtA/s1600-h/CIMG1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujwR5NkyfI/AAAAAAAABY8/1S2vJkGLjtA/s320/CIMG1093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397828343609739762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wonderment of carving the pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujwRcy1LXI/AAAAAAAABY0/wzFj7Y8xL88/s1600-h/CIMG1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujwRcy1LXI/AAAAAAAABY0/wzFj7Y8xL88/s320/CIMG1092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397828335981374834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dig, dig and more dig&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/3927317270611983573-5145753952092828451?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/5145753952092828451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-pumpkin-carving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5145753952092828451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/5145753952092828451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-pumpkin-carving.html' title='Family Pumpkin carving'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SujwSubMleI/AAAAAAAABZM/sEBDaRRWmAI/s72-c/CIMG1095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-764839704328693557</id><published>2009-10-24T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:38:38.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smack Birthday party 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys's birthdays are September 25th and October 17th.  They end up having combined parties often because they are close in age, close in birth dates and invite the same friends.  We call it "Smack" because Sam + Zack = Smack :)&lt;br /&gt;Sam wanted everyone to make your own medieval weapon and Zack wanted an all out air soft war...are you seeing a theme, here? :)  Those in attendance were:  Jacob and Isaac Aronen, Jacob McGraw, Alex and Andrew Black.  They all got along fabulously, for such warring themes.  I really enjoy the people my boys choose as friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPaQeE3l2I/AAAAAAAABYs/dG0PetNl_3M/s1600-h/IMG_0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPaQeE3l2I/AAAAAAAABYs/dG0PetNl_3M/s320/IMG_0444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396396755006232418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smiling Alex :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPaQOXKAvI/AAAAAAAABYk/5kNmv04-qb4/s1600-h/IMG_0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPaQOXKAvI/AAAAAAAABYk/5kNmv04-qb4/s320/IMG_0442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396396750787969778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is our "keg" of root beer...Zack couldn't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPaPq_aCKI/AAAAAAAABYc/kQp3JSxMU58/s1600-h/IMG_0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPaPq_aCKI/AAAAAAAABYc/kQp3JSxMU58/s320/IMG_0441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396396741293115554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPaPQwZFuI/AAAAAAAABYU/h7tQJNcSa0k/s1600-h/IMG_0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPaPQwZFuI/AAAAAAAABYU/h7tQJNcSa0k/s320/IMG_0439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396396734250817250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole, Jacob McGraw's sister, graciously stayed and watched Nicki for me so I could attend to the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPY_A073JI/AAAAAAAABX0/j-XVgltBgkA/s1600-h/IMG_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPY_A073JI/AAAAAAAABX0/j-XVgltBgkA/s320/IMG_0433.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Sam's cake choice on top:  edible arrangements of fruit and Zack's choice below: BR cookies and cream ice cream cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPY_jnBxSI/AAAAAAAABX8/l861kBLqO6A/s1600-h/IMG_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPY_jnBxSI/AAAAAAAABX8/l861kBLqO6A/s320/IMG_0430.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam wanted to make medieval weapons out of pvc pipe, styrofoam and duct tape.  Here is the result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPY_2o8D0I/AAAAAAAABYE/u8IhYkqMnLc/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPY_2o8D0I/AAAAAAAABYE/u8IhYkqMnLc/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPZAJH3WRI/AAAAAAAABYM/ONaVpwVp34E/s1600-h/IMG_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPZAJH3WRI/AAAAAAAABYM/ONaVpwVp34E/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" 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/3927317270611983573-764839704328693557?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/764839704328693557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/sams-cake-edible-arrangements-and-zacks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/764839704328693557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/764839704328693557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/sams-cake-edible-arrangements-and-zacks.html' title='Smack Birthday party 09'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SuPaQeE3l2I/AAAAAAAABYs/dG0PetNl_3M/s72-c/IMG_0444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-3757219261453518067</id><published>2009-10-21T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:11:48.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Later Mom'/><title type='text'>No Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/St_pUtpYhWI/AAAAAAAABVw/LBU-vZuOLu4/s1600-h/IMG_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/St_pUtpYhWI/AAAAAAAABVw/LBU-vZuOLu4/s320/IMG_0420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395287420672968034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at the pumpkin patch after walking through the haunted house a couple of times, Nicki asked me to meet her on the other side outside the house.  She wanted to walk through alone.  So independent lately --  I love it!  Here she is leaving me in the dust :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-3757219261453518067?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/3757219261453518067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3757219261453518067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/3757219261453518067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-fear.html' title='No Fear'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/St_pUtpYhWI/AAAAAAAABVw/LBU-vZuOLu4/s72-c/IMG_0420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-4691221092942426594</id><published>2009-10-16T00:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:48:06.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field trip to Uesugi Farms pumpkin patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/StglJh6hQ0I/AAAAAAAABU8/b_DVEL46LzQ/s1600-h/CIMG1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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She&apos;s really smart and already potties outside on command (If only potty training kids were that easy)'/><title type='text'>Our New Puppy:  Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SgcxtXkYd7I/AAAAAAAAAzo/nORZxbUbkKs/s1600-h/CIMG0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SgcxtXkYd7I/AAAAAAAAAzo/nORZxbUbkKs/s400/CIMG0483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334286939134130098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-4629169564577747756?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/4629169564577747756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-new-puppy-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4629169564577747756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/4629169564577747756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-new-puppy-star.html' title='Our New Puppy:  Star'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SgcxtXkYd7I/AAAAAAAAAzo/nORZxbUbkKs/s72-c/CIMG0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-2048550513983316327</id><published>2009-01-04T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:15:16.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW MAID!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SWFrjobTfoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/h2oCzRdOexo/s1600-h/CIMG0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SWFrjobTfoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/h2oCzRdOexo/s400/CIMG0331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287625697401208450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we stayed home from church today because we are getting over colds and Nicki decided to do a little cleaning up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-2048550513983316327?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/2048550513983316327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-to-sound-sexistbuttheres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/2048550513983316327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/2048550513983316327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-to-sound-sexistbuttheres.html' title='MY NEW MAID!'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SWFrjobTfoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/h2oCzRdOexo/s72-c/CIMG0331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-7274765800969253247</id><published>2008-12-10T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:24:09.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Nicki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAlViu9fRI/AAAAAAAAApE/G14glLVIPPM/s1600-h/CIMG0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAlViu9fRI/AAAAAAAAApE/G14glLVIPPM/s320/CIMG0275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259815309475090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAlVKjiFRI/AAAAAAAAAo8/_wY9MdTbN4M/s1600-h/CIMG0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAlVKjiFRI/AAAAAAAAAo8/_wY9MdTbN4M/s320/CIMG0273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259808819090706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAlUiQa_qI/AAAAAAAAAo0/GpyQfy4V27A/s1600-h/CIMG0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAlUiQa_qI/AAAAAAAAAo0/GpyQfy4V27A/s320/CIMG0270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259798001516194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAlUfn-DoI/AAAAAAAAAos/nVqr70rtBeE/s1600-h/CIMG0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAlUfn-DoI/AAAAAAAAAos/nVqr70rtBeE/s320/CIMG0272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259797294976642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicki is quite into being a 'ballerina' (her version:  twirl around in a dress).  Here she is with her tiara; note my title for her!  The shoes are a riot! (got them at gymboree on sale for like $2.00!)  Oh, the drama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-7274765800969253247?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/7274765800969253247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/12/princess-nicki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7274765800969253247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7274765800969253247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/12/princess-nicki.html' title='Princess Nicki'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAlViu9fRI/AAAAAAAAApE/G14glLVIPPM/s72-c/CIMG0275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-7143905582452338429</id><published>2008-12-10T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:15:30.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's goin on with us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjVDswrXI/AAAAAAAAAok/wBhPI21RJqg/s1600-h/CIMG0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjVDswrXI/AAAAAAAAAok/wBhPI21RJqg/s320/CIMG0283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278257607955492210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjU7I4e8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/Qs61k6AADJ8/s1600-h/CIMG0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjU7I4e8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/Qs61k6AADJ8/s320/CIMG0280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278257605657525186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjUQ6JVQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/WWIMUAppbJo/s1600-h/CIMG0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjUQ6JVQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/WWIMUAppbJo/s320/CIMG0281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278257594321425666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjT_DB7DI/AAAAAAAAAoM/HoqYNjeeCmw/s1600-h/CIMG0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjT_DB7DI/AAAAAAAAAoM/HoqYNjeeCmw/s320/CIMG0276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278257589526850610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjTtODKEI/AAAAAAAAAoE/REAcy8w4oPQ/s1600-h/CIMG0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjTtODKEI/AAAAAAAAAoE/REAcy8w4oPQ/s320/CIMG0278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278257584741230658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAipoxisWI/AAAAAAAAAn8/XHnec2R8dYQ/s1600-h/CIMG0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAipoxisWI/AAAAAAAAAn8/XHnec2R8dYQ/s320/CIMG0280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278256861993415010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Zack have been taking tennis lessons for several months now and getting quite good at it.  One mother who was watching them noted on how they have improved since the last time she saw them.  I am relieved to know they have found a sport that they like.  It's an extra bonus that they can play it together.  Here they are playing their version of "street tennis"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-7143905582452338429?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/7143905582452338429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-goin-on-with-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7143905582452338429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/7143905582452338429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-goin-on-with-us.html' title='What&apos;s goin on with us...'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SUAjVDswrXI/AAAAAAAAAok/wBhPI21RJqg/s72-c/CIMG0283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-9042135748295444235</id><published>2008-12-01T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:22:41.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/STS3-zNr1aI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ESLhmVYxmvM/s1600-h/CIMG0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/STS3-zNr1aI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ESLhmVYxmvM/s320/CIMG0361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275043353085072802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-9042135748295444235?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/9042135748295444235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/12/fam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/9042135748295444235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/9042135748295444235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/12/fam.html' title='The fam'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/STS3-zNr1aI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ESLhmVYxmvM/s72-c/CIMG0361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-963145486989311164</id><published>2008-11-11T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:33:47.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>October HFWD (Headley Family Work Day)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpLcKCczrI/AAAAAAAAAfw/wUVVFXdl9v0/s320/CIMG0810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267605661266267826" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Nate, Maddie, Nicki and Izzy&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpLckI1OwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/sk4W3Vzmi30/s1600-h/CIMG0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpLckI1OwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/sk4W3Vzmi30/s320/CIMG0817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267605668272356098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Beth and Nate on the tramp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpLDmiGn2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/wZLD_Gcn1x4/s1600-h/CIMG0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpLDmiGn2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/wZLD_Gcn1x4/s320/CIMG0818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267605239418494818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alex wields a sword &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(see how much fun we have at HFWD?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-963145486989311164?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/963145486989311164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/11/october-hfwd-headley-family-work-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/963145486989311164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/963145486989311164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/11/october-hfwd-headley-family-work-day.html' title='October HFWD (Headley Family Work Day)'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpLcKCczrI/AAAAAAAAAfw/wUVVFXdl9v0/s72-c/CIMG0810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-284900153650355781</id><published>2008-11-11T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:15:50.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monterey Bay Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpJj3ekU5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1p0E05Zkt9c/s1600-h/CIMG0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpJj3ekU5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1p0E05Zkt9c/s320/CIMG0821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267603594699625362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Nicki and Maddie&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpJi2Ve_wI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Dcu98qqfOJU/s1600-h/CIMG0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpJi2Ve_wI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Dcu98qqfOJU/s320/CIMG0830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267603577213222658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Debbi, Izzy, Nicki and Maddie at the "pet pool"&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/3927317270611983573-284900153650355781?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/284900153650355781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/11/monterey-bay-aquarium.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/284900153650355781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/284900153650355781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/11/monterey-bay-aquarium.html' title='Monterey Bay Aquarium'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpJj3ekU5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1p0E05Zkt9c/s72-c/CIMG0821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-214061350053216234</id><published>2008-11-11T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:28:35.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpDuhOpigI/AAAAAAAAAe4/iSeSlKq09lk/s1600-h/CIMG0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpDuhOpigI/AAAAAAAAAe4/iSeSlKq09lk/s320/CIMG0276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267597180636072450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Headley grandkids in the bunny hutch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpDuPicz6I/AAAAAAAAAew/Y3bY53QT30Q/s1600-h/CIMG0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpDuPicz6I/AAAAAAAAAew/Y3bY53QT30Q/s320/CIMG0265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267597175887286178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam, Nicki and Zack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpDt9X7ldI/AAAAAAAAAeo/UWBabOnKpf4/s1600-h/CIMG0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpDt9X7ldI/AAAAAAAAAeo/UWBabOnKpf4/s320/CIMG0271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267597171011327442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Debbi, Beth, Laura and Christine &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(some Headley daughter in laws)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRob9lNmfzI/AAAAAAAAAeg/iijeupfTEow/s1600-h/CIMG0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRob9lNmfzI/AAAAAAAAAeg/iijeupfTEow/s320/CIMG0277.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267553458938347314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More bunny hutch fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3927317270611983573-214061350053216234?l=christineheadley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/feeds/214061350053216234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkin-patch-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/214061350053216234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3927317270611983573/posts/default/214061350053216234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineheadley.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkin-patch-fun.html' title='Pumpkin Patch Fun'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRpDuhOpigI/AAAAAAAAAe4/iSeSlKq09lk/s72-c/CIMG0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3927317270611983573.post-7355663251661516724</id><published>2008-11-11T15:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:45:10.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wonderful Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NBMNqKe5og/SRoaGJN5mgI/AAAAAAAAAeY/AklPCdwFacU/s1600-h/CIMG0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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