<?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-34474187</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:42:23.463-07:00</updated><category term='farm life'/><category term='men???'/><category term='aging not so gracefully'/><category term='good day'/><title type='text'>MOMOF4GREATKIDS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474187.post-8737935964695080407</id><published>2008-07-26T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:27:26.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It has been a long time since I have had time to sit and time to blog.  We have really enjoyed our month long family camp with my sister from AZ in town.  We continually have swapped kids from Grandma's house to mine since June 28th.  Just a recap we have 4 girls (2&amp;amp;2) between the 2 of us that are the same age ranging from 13 to 9 and each have a boy ages 6&amp;amp;7 (they are six months apart) with another boy cousin age 8.  They all get along better than siblings do and have had a great time together.  So now this week reality will bite them in the butt and life will have to return to normal.  Chores in the morning, sleeping in their own beds at night with a bed time enforced, and actually having to participate within a family unit. Poor kids!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-8737935964695080407?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8737935964695080407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=8737935964695080407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/8737935964695080407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/8737935964695080407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-it-has-been-long-time.html' title='WOW IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-8886067855092634539</id><published>2008-07-12T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:46:55.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Are Awesome, I'll Brag About KAC 1st</title><content type='html'>Just when life throws you a curve ball that you think you can't handle you just need to take a moment to watch a child and things seem to be better.  What has made me get all sappy?  Nothing, really nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch my kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KA&lt;/span&gt; (11) is so darn caring for all three of the younger kids, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KJ&lt;/span&gt; (9), SJ (6), and especially JP (3).  She allows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;littlest&lt;/span&gt; bro, JP to help her cook heaven knows she didi not get that from me.  She continually helps SJ with his chores so he can still get his allowance at the end of the week.  How sweet she is to '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; brother.  She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;KJ's&lt;/span&gt;, the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; sis, best friend REALLY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would cry if one of them was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; sad or hurt and actually try to make things better.  She can babysit for them and the house is usually more clean than when I left it.  She feels things with all her heart and laughs at all of her dad's dumb jokes!  She wants to win at any competition but will do her best to involve every player no matter what the skill level of that person is; even if it could mean possible failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just pray that she is always the gently soul she is now!  That she continues to grow in her faith in GOD and continues to use that faith to guide her path through adolescence.  That she is forever friendly to those who may not have many friends.  That she continues to love her father and sees him as the greatest man to walk the earth since Jesus Christ.  That she continues to see failure as something unacceptable but knows in her heart that sometimes it is inevitable.  That she always loves our simple country life and feels comforted by it; even if she chooses to live in a city like New York!  That she continues to see herself as a beautiful young lady inside and out!  That most of all I get to see her be a woman, wife and mother because she will be GREAT AT THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU, PROUD OF YOU, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;KAC&lt;/span&gt; NEVER DOUBT IT!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-8886067855092634539?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8886067855092634539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=8886067855092634539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/8886067855092634539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/8886067855092634539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/kids-are-awesome-ill-brag-about-kac-1st.html' title='Kids Are Awesome, I&apos;ll Brag About KAC 1st'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-1026927597953314415</id><published>2008-07-10T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:48:53.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I SURVIVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thank Goodness it is OVER!!  My root canal today went very smoothly.  I got an "A+++" for allowing Dr. Jungman enough room to get at my very back upper left molar.  I will talk more about the procedure later.  Basically I wanted the damn thing done ASAP so I kept my mouth opened for almost 45 minutes straight.  Not sure if that is really something to be proud of!?!?!?!!??  Guess all the yapping with my gal pals has finally paid off.  I am sure some of you just want to make comments so let me have them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-1026927597953314415?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1026927597953314415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=1026927597953314415&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/1026927597953314415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/1026927597953314415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-survived.html' title='I SURVIVED'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474187.post-6479334682496528172</id><published>2008-07-08T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:53:31.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family, Lots of It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Currently, for the past week and for 3 more weeks my sis, Bridget, and family from AZ is in town.  It really has been great.  She has two daughters AJ (13), OE (10), and  son IJ (7).  They all happen to be on year older than my 3 oldest kids so needless to say they have a great time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;She also stayed for month last year.  My kids and her kids wanted to spend total time together.  This meant it was like I was on vacation for a month too and boy did my home feel like it.  This year I told my kids that there would be days that we would not be going to Grandma and Grandpa's house to hang out and days that I may just drop them off.  So far I have stuck to my guns and it has paid off for everyone.  Not as much sleep deprevation for any of the kids and my house is just a normal mess not the ignored mess it was last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I will try to post some pics as I take them of the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-6479334682496528172?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6479334682496528172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=6479334682496528172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/6479334682496528172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/6479334682496528172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-lots-of-it.html' title='Family, Lots of It'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-2432591627936687818</id><published>2008-07-07T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:31:31.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dental Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;It figures I am going to DM on Thursday morning to have a root canal done on tooth number 15.  Why am I going to DM for this and not having it done at the home town dentist?  Because it has started to calcify around the root and it takes a little more to actually get the root canal done!  GREAT!!!!~ Still love Dr.G but this is not how I planned to spend my Thursday.  Luckily the endodontics is right next to the MALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-2432591627936687818?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2432591627936687818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=2432591627936687818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/2432591627936687818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/2432591627936687818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/dental-update.html' title='Dental Update'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-630585666151247934</id><published>2008-07-06T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:44:01.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn, I was doin' soooo well!</title><content type='html'>Since only two of you read this I will take a moment to say thanks and I will try yet again to get back on the blogging trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to say...? Dental works sucks! Sorry KP if you read it but my damned tooth hurts. Went in for a crown on my upper left back molar, Monday. DR. G is great!! all the drilling and such didn't feel a thing. Tuesday felt good, Wednesday still good, Thursday no problem, then...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flippin' Thursday night/early Friday morning I wake up and have to take some ADVIL, great stuff. Haven't been off of that stuff or Tylenol, another great OTC drug for pain since! So I will be calling ASAP in the AM to my buddy KP to see what they can do. I know it will be a root canal great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn kids take all the good stuff from my teeth for themselves at birth. I AM 100% POSITIVE THAT WOMEN GET THE DIRECT LINE TO HEAVEN AND MEN HAVE TO STEP ASIDE EVERYTIME ONE OF US JOIN THEM!!! Because it is just hell on earth sometimes with all of the sacrifices we make day after day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the drugs are kicking in I am going to bed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-630585666151247934?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/630585666151247934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=630585666151247934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/630585666151247934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/630585666151247934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/darn-i-was-doin-soooo-well.html' title='Darn, I was doin&apos; soooo well!'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-5987467385815449066</id><published>2008-04-30T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:08:23.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You did not just say that...,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, I did just say to my 3 year old, "If you don't listen to Mom I am going to get a job and you can go to the sitters eveyday!"  Luckily, it worked for me.  He loves his babysitter Laurie, but he likes running the house here too.  He goes to Laurie's 2 days per week to play with the other kids and to learn how to be good to younger kids.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know some of you may be saying, will he really learn that at a daycare?  Why yes he will, with Laurie.  You know the movie where I believe Robert Redford is the "horse whisperer" and he can "talk to horses" and calm them down and make them behave even when many can't.  Well, in my house we call Laurie the "BABY WHISPERER".  She can take a group of 7 kids 3 and under and get them to behave without really raising her voice.  JPC, no not GPC the cigarette, JPC my youngest boy, is a holy terror for me and doesn't want to pick up and at one time didn't want to use the pottie for me either.  Well somehow, Laurie got him to use the pottie at her house, she manages to have all the toys picked up by the kids for rest time, they all rest at the same time, and then has everyone changed or using the pottie by the 4:00 pick up time.  I can't keep my house clean with JPC the only one there let alone clean, and I mean immaculate like Laurie can.  I envy her and respect her and thank GOD everyday that I found her to watch my kids when I substitute at the local schools.  She really is the babysitter from Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-5987467385815449066?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5987467385815449066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=5987467385815449066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/5987467385815449066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/5987467385815449066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-did-not-just-say-that.html' title='You did not just say that...,'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-6719047527578166599</id><published>2008-04-24T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:16:20.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY I RECOVERED</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I finally recovered from going to the greatest concert in recent memory.  OKAY, I haven't been to a concert except for Cheetah Girls, since Motley Crew in 1988.  WTF!  But Daughtry and JON BON JOVI....................................,     ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  However it took me one full day to recover, and since then I have been so busy being a MOM, I have not sat down to the computer to talk about anything.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon BonJovi can still rock!  Why?  Because he doesn't try to be something he is not!  He is not pretending to be a 25 year old rocker who is out to get chicks, ALTHOUGH HE COULD.  He loves his wife that he has been married to since Bon Jovi talked about the girls who's a RUNAWAY!  He looks great without tatooing his entire body! I love him and he sang to me and that's all I have to say!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-6719047527578166599?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6719047527578166599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=6719047527578166599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/6719047527578166599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/6719047527578166599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-i-recovered.html' title='FINALLY I RECOVERED'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-3574214323977903270</id><published>2008-04-18T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T06:21:39.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Is Growing Up Too Fast</title><content type='html'>Okay so last weekend KAC and I had a bad moment which resulted in hubs and I grounding her from all things fun.  She is still grounded but things have turned around this week.  Yesterday we had a mother daughter moment that quite frankly I have been putting off because it would re-affirm the fact that she is maturing; and not just mentally.  NOOOOO!  Auntie Flow (AF) did not come visit her:  THANK GOD.  However by showing her how to shave her SERIOUSLY HAIRY ARMPITS I am sure AF will see it as an open invitation to take all of the innocence away from my little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I dread the day that AF comes to our house.  I can vividly vision the day I first was visited by AF.  First of all even though my mom had talked with me endlessly about what was going to happen it still completely freaked me out!  Not to mention the excruciating pain that I was in because of this event.  Heating pad on my back and lower stomach.  Pain meds to dull the knife stabbing me in the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!  Auntie Flow if you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;S T A Y   A W A Y     F R O M     M Y     S W E E T     C H I L D!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.  Thanks for listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-3574214323977903270?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3574214323977903270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=3574214323977903270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/3574214323977903270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/3574214323977903270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/she-is-growing-up-too-fast.html' title='She Is Growing Up Too Fast'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-942138258995879855</id><published>2008-04-15T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:24:04.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First of Many Groundings I Am Sure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QQgUeU4s52A/SAVkICY2XrI/AAAAAAAAABY/NqqnPhP_WoM/s1600-h/100_1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189664234857193138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QQgUeU4s52A/SAVkICY2XrI/AAAAAAAAABY/NqqnPhP_WoM/s200/100_1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first time in KAC's young 11 year life we have had to actually ground her. Not take away toys, possesions she likes, tv, etc., but actual life sucks grounding. She and another friend, K, deceived a classmate, T, on MSN Messanger to see if T really hated K. They posed as a friend of K and just asked if T liked K. That was it, pretty innocent, but K's mom saw it and K's dad gave the lecture. So we have grounded her for 1 full week from computer and a sleep over with real best friend JS. KAC is very ashamed of what she did, has told T what they did and appologized to her and has attoned for her sins. We made her understand that what she did in the long run could cost her big time with people other than T or us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big C (AKA Hubs) was just shocked at KAC's involvement. I told him that it was no different than when in "my day" 2 gals spent the night, called a friend and the friend only knew about one of you on the phone. And then had a conversation to get some form of info out of the unsuspecting person. This is also very wrong, He agreed but using the computer seems so much more wrong. Why? Probably because of YouTube and the awful things kids are willing to do and upload to a computer for popularity and fame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think? Tell me Green :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-942138258995879855?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/942138258995879855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=942138258995879855&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/942138258995879855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/942138258995879855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-of-many-groundings-i-am-sure.html' title='The First of Many Groundings I Am Sure'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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/_QQgUeU4s52A/SAVkICY2XrI/AAAAAAAAABY/NqqnPhP_WoM/s72-c/100_1769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474187.post-7343049744581765646</id><published>2008-04-14T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:24:05.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What doesn't break you will make you stronger...,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QQgUeU4s52A/SAQtL1LOmGI/AAAAAAAAABI/wwmkIGpLX4c/s1600-h/guys+isu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189322351913637986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QQgUeU4s52A/SAQtL1LOmGI/AAAAAAAAABI/wwmkIGpLX4c/s200/guys+isu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QQgUeU4s52A/SAQtMFLOmHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZqncVf99Qq8/s1600-h/girls+isu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189322356208605298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QQgUeU4s52A/SAQtMFLOmHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZqncVf99Qq8/s200/girls+isu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I attended a visitation of a young woman who had lost her battle to cancer. Her name was Lori and she was 45 years old and a sister to one of my dear friends. This completes a bleak and awful winter of several of our friends and we losing those who we loved all too early in life. I am still, at times, bitter about this, however SPRING is finally showing life to all of us here. I have decided through all of the times that have just plain sucked, for a lack of a better term, my family and I have an AMAZING CORE GROUP OF FRIENDS THAT HAVE BEEN SENT TO ME FROM GOD! For that friends, thank you for being you, and we love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-7343049744581765646?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7343049744581765646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=7343049744581765646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/7343049744581765646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/7343049744581765646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-doesnt-break-you-will-make-you.html' title='What doesn&apos;t break you will make you stronger...,'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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/_QQgUeU4s52A/SAQtL1LOmGI/AAAAAAAAABI/wwmkIGpLX4c/s72-c/guys+isu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474187.post-2725418715678845667</id><published>2008-04-13T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:24:05.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I Could Be More Selfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QQgUeU4s52A/SALI2lLOmBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v3ErCemmjZs/s1600-h/2nebraska07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188930560701929490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QQgUeU4s52A/SALI2lLOmBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v3ErCemmjZs/s400/2nebraska07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See those two yellow shirts in a see of red. Well that is me and the hubs at a football game as we watch our beloved get beat by the home team. Why this picture you ask? Because this is the way I feel I live my life. I feel like if I don't be everything to everybody then I would be nothing more than I am in this picture; one single person alone (okay with my hubs) in a sea of people. But if I throw myself at every committee, every volunteer position that comes around, every subbing job that I get called to do, then I will be one of the red people, important, recognizable, hell popular and for WHAT!?!? So that my kids don't have socks clean when they need it, so my house is a constant disaster, so that my position as a SHAM is far less than staying at home! For God's sake woman would you just quit saying yes and take care of what is important, you, your family, your faith, your finances.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay chill out, relax, breath you are saying. I know I am trying. I am deciding that I will say NO and delegate responsibility/ask for help when needed. I will be SELFISH for the good of my sanity and my family. Now I am going to bed. This post is for you LUV! :)  I will post again in say 6-7 months.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-2725418715678845667?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2725418715678845667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=2725418715678845667&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/2725418715678845667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/2725418715678845667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/wish-i-could-be-more-selfish.html' title='Wish I Could Be More Selfish'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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/_QQgUeU4s52A/SALI2lLOmBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v3ErCemmjZs/s72-c/2nebraska07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474187.post-5686721219704936659</id><published>2007-08-27T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T07:52:42.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm life'/><title type='text'>FARM CATS:  DIME A DOZEN BUT OH SO CUTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUBS HAS FOUND 5 MORE KITTENS AND KJC COULDN'T BE HAPPIER!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Hubs has found yet another litter of kittens on our farm. They are cuter than buttons, but seriously we do not need to tame 5 more cats. This litter is awesome we have 2 completely white kittens, 2 completely yellow/golden kittens, and one black cat. The good news is that this looks like a new Tom to the farm has had relations with our old mom Fluffy! Seriously this cat has been contributing to our cat population for 11 years now. I know I should have her fixed but the joy that our kids have in the kittens is awesome. This fall like last fall, I will take the kittens to the low cost spay and neuter clinic in our local town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Our 8 year old daughter KJC is the "Kitten Whisperer". She can tame any cat she finds. Hubs had found the kittens in a barn he was cleaning and of course brought them to the house. We didn't know who the mom was and figured it was just one of the wild cats. Hubs and KJC, along with 10 almost 11 year old sis KAC, that we would just feed them by suringe until they could eat on their own. Mind you these kits can't be more than 3-4 weeks old and that would mean we would be hand feeding them 3X a day for 3-4 more weeks. Well the Kitten Whisperer decided she would put ole Fluffy in with them to see if she would mother them because she noticed that she was thinner than the last time she had seen her. Oh yah! Sure enough she is the mom and "The Whisperer" has done it again. Pics of the cats will hopefully be posted soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-5686721219704936659?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5686721219704936659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=5686721219704936659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/5686721219704936659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/5686721219704936659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/08/farm-cats-dime-dozen-but-oh-so-cute.html' title='FARM CATS:  DIME A DOZEN BUT OH SO CUTE!'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-8229702447230463682</id><published>2007-08-22T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T19:31:44.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men???'/><title type='text'>OMG Can Boys/Men Not Just Hit the Toilet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sorry this is a disgusting post but I need to let off steam and my husband definitely must not get it!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Seriously Males, can you guys just not concentrate on getting your urine in the toilet and NOT all over my floor!!!!  What is so damn hard about hitting the 8" to 12" diameter hole and getting all of your bodily fluids within that space?  I just want the question answered because I am about ready to "make" my guys squat to pee and I don't care who would make fun of them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-8229702447230463682?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8229702447230463682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=8229702447230463682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/8229702447230463682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/8229702447230463682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/08/omg-can-boysmen-not-just-hit-toilet.html' title='OMG Can Boys/Men Not Just Hit the Toilet'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-8626255831632491038</id><published>2007-08-21T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T19:57:33.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good day'/><title type='text'>Cult Phenomena</title><content type='html'>Okay so this past weekend we had a BACK TO SCHOOL BASH with HIGH SCHOOL MUSIC 2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IT WAS SSSSSOOOOOOOOOO AWESOME!!!! We had the families of the parents that we enjoy spending time with and our kids all enjoy spending time with each other.  In all we had 25 kids and 18 adults and I loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my title though...,  I know we had Greese and it was the GREATEST MUSICAL EVER!!  But seriously it was not the cult phenom that this High School Musical is turning out to be.  I say this and many will debate me on this I realize this.  Do you realize that HSM3&amp;4 are being written now at the same time and that HSM4 will only be in theaters!  Seriously Greese 2 was overrated and didn't come along for years after the original.  Can we say that commercialization has enabled HSM to get a little out of control?  Tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Troy and Gabriella kissed for 15 seconds the kids counted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-8626255831632491038?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8626255831632491038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=8626255831632491038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/8626255831632491038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/8626255831632491038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/08/cult-phenomena.html' title='Cult Phenomena'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-1373852223963853592</id><published>2007-08-14T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T20:59:52.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good day'/><title type='text'>Great Husband</title><content type='html'>OOPS! I have missed a couple of days.  Just wanted to say that I have a great husband.  We are having a High School Musical 2 Back to School Bash on Friday night and he has been so helpful in getting ready for this.  Tonight I came home and the garage was already clean and we still have 2 days before the party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-1373852223963853592?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1373852223963853592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=1373852223963853592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/1373852223963853592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/1373852223963853592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/08/great-husband.html' title='Great Husband'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-7281892021465273407</id><published>2007-08-11T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T19:40:37.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aging not so gracefully'/><title type='text'>Maybe He Shouldn't Poke Fun At ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;AHHHHH!  Now I could make fun but I won't.  Well not as much as he has made of me.  You see I enjoyed competitive athletics all throughout HS and have continued them in rec leagues as an adult but in 2002 I had a very serious encounter with a softball which left me without one tooth on the top front and bottom front.  I have since gotten a bridge to fix everything and you really can't tell that I have fake teeth.  It did set us back a few thousand dollars though.  My husband likes to make fun of me for this and everytime I tell him I am going to play a sport he likes to throw the softball accident in my face and ask me if I think it is such a good idea.  I have recently decided that Iwill only play volleyball as I LOVE this sport and it seems pretty safe.  With my intimidating 5' 2" stature I don't exactly have to worry about steppin on someones foot during net play.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This past Thursday my husbands company had a family fun day at our local recreation place.  He was pressured to play paint ball with his high school employees and decided he wanted to take part.  Partner claims to not be competitive, however at paint ball he wasn't going to get knocked out of the game by those kids so he slid to miss getting hit only to injure his right knee.  He injured is enough to see a DR the next day.  He has a sprained MCL and has to wear a knee sleeve to work for 2 weeks.  Now he is eating crow and hobbling around like any other competitive person who plays beyond their expiration date:)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-7281892021465273407?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7281892021465273407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=7281892021465273407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/7281892021465273407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/7281892021465273407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/08/maybe-he-shouldnt-poke-fun-at-me.html' title='Maybe He Shouldn&apos;t Poke Fun At ME'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-6961894105010570949</id><published>2007-08-10T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T18:17:12.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good day'/><title type='text'>Committing to myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have decided to commit myself to blogging once a day. Even if it is just to blog that my day was okay. Since I am pretty sure that green and luvthebearcats are the only people reading this right now I am telling you guys this and then hopefully things will grow from there. I just need a place to get a few things verbalized without having to say them out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today was a good day. I actually got some things done today that I wouldn't have been able to do if our HS sitter had not taken the kids swimming! You know like simply put things away that just take up dumb space. I am trying to also clean up the basement so that we can begin finishing it this winter. You know finish it to the point where I can actually plug things into an outlet and make it a livable space! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-6961894105010570949?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6961894105010570949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=6961894105010570949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/6961894105010570949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/6961894105010570949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/08/committing-to-myself.html' title='Committing to myself'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-1200487532373950672</id><published>2007-03-20T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T08:08:52.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangovers Stink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;Why does everything fun in life attach a hangover to itself after it is over?  You have a fun and safe night at a party and the next day is never as good as the night before.  If you or someone you know has won a big game the next day you are dragging and having to prepare for what is next.  Vacations are the same way.  I have a huge vacation hang over today!!!!  We had an absolutely, positively great time, can't I just have one day at home where I can pretend that I am still on vacation?  Absolutely not!  The girls had homework to finish when we got home, the boys are wrestling and arguing, SJC wants to continue to play his gameboy as if we are still in the van going to or returning from the destination and whining because I told him he can't.  I have a stack of mail, laundry, and a dirty home.  Take me back to ARIZONA for one more day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-1200487532373950672?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1200487532373950672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=1200487532373950672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/1200487532373950672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/1200487532373950672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/03/hangovers-stink.html' title='Hangovers Stink'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-3826366687813523726</id><published>2007-03-12T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:29:16.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE ARIZONA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We are loving ARIZONA!!!  Currently it is 86 degrees and the kids and I spent our entire time from 10 am to 2 pm in the pool.  I can't wait for summer in Iowa!!!!  I have decided no matter how great this is, I could never live here 365 days a year.  The only think that is green is the grass that takes major dollars to make happen! However, can't wait until I am 60 and live here 25% of the year!!!!  See all of my friends soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-3826366687813523726?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3826366687813523726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=3826366687813523726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/3826366687813523726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/3826366687813523726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-arizona.html' title='I LOVE ARIZONA'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-558737529164617030</id><published>2007-03-03T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T09:32:30.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST SAW THE MOST BEUTIFUL THING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I just saw the most beautiful thing in the world.  A huge snow plow just went past my home and is clearing out my road!!!!!!!!  OH SWEET JESUS THANK YOU!!!  We have just been snowed in our home going on the third day!  I have enjoyed playing games and watching movies with my kids, but seriously, we all need a little fresh air.  The winds have finally calmed down to a whopping 25 mile an hour so now the 12 inches of fresh powder only cuts visibility down by a 3/4 of a  mile instead of zero.  Please let me be able to get to a grocery store so I can run into another adult to have an idle conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-558737529164617030?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/558737529164617030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=558737529164617030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/558737529164617030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/558737529164617030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-saw-most-beutiful-thing.html' title='I JUST SAW THE MOST BEUTIFUL THING'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-117142605705937661</id><published>2007-02-13T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:07:37.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it that...,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why is it that a mom's voice just doesn't get the respect it deserves?  Dad says something and it is like God's speaking through him and they listen.  Seriously, do my kids just not care about what I ask from them?  Maybe it is because I have 4 kids and so they each take a turn deciding that they don't want to do what they are asked by me.  I don't ask much.  Do your homework before American Idol.  Please pick up your dirty clothes.  Your room has to be clean before your birthday party.  The youngest is the worst of course he is only 2.  Any ideas from any other experienced mom's on how to get your kids to do the little things without yelling because you are sooooooooo frustrated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-117142605705937661?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/117142605705937661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=117142605705937661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/117142605705937661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/117142605705937661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-is-it-that.html' title='Why is it that...,'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-117103578219814423</id><published>2007-02-09T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T07:43:02.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardest Thing I Thought I Would Never Have to Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This week my husband and I did one the most difficult things I hoped I would never have to do; we helped his 65 year old mother into an assisted living home in a near by town.  She has had multiple strokes(2 major and a few TIAs) and heart surgery in the last 10 years.  The last stroke in 2004 really affected her memory and left side and has gotten worse instead of better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I just pray that she finds comfort being with other people and not having to worry about the upkeep of a house and enjoys her little apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-117103578219814423?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/117103578219814423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=117103578219814423&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/117103578219814423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/117103578219814423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2007/02/hardest-thing-i-thought-i-would-never.html' title='The Hardest Thing I Thought I Would Never Have to Do'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-116581569845622215</id><published>2006-12-10T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:41:38.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the Season -cont-</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What a fun and crazy weekend.  In 72 hours we hosted 2 parties, attended 2 parties, and ended with our church Christmas Program.  KAC was the arch-angel and was beautiful.  KJC was the A &amp; S in Christmas and was wonderful too.  I just want to sleep all day tomorrow but no such luck as we are taking care of my bro and sis-in-laws kids for the day and night.  They are doing shopping/date night on Monday to avoid the crowds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The are good enough to repay us on Friday and Saturday while we go shopping in Kansas City.  I understand that the PLAZA is beautiful at this time of the year.  CPC just wants to hot tub at our friend's home.  Whatever is takes for me to get to shop I am okay with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Greene 3 I will post my answers to the Christmas get to know you questions soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'til then i am ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-116581569845622215?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/116581569845622215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=116581569845622215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116581569845622215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116581569845622215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2006/12/tis-season-cont.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season -cont-'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-116541996112704203</id><published>2006-12-06T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:46:01.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>Okay our tree is up.  Not the tree I had imagined but one picked by my children with the guidence of CC.  You know some day I will have the tree I have envsioned for the last few years.  I will NOT sucumb to getting a fake tree for 4 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  No wonderful Christmas tree smell.&lt;br /&gt;2.  It is too easy and "perfect".&lt;br /&gt;3.  It is not environmentally friendly. (found out on Oprah while she was interviewing Al Gore)&lt;br /&gt;4.  I don't want to store it year after year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tree is a symbol of our family's stage in life...,  Christmas is about children and taking care of those who need it.  And this tree needs us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-116541996112704203?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/116541996112704203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=116541996112704203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116541996112704203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116541996112704203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-christmas-tree.html' title='O Christmas Tree'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-116525260377687707</id><published>2006-12-04T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T09:16:43.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well it is December 4th and I have virtually nothing bought for Christmas.  I know this year has been tough.  At least it is finally cold enough to feel like Christmas time.  I could use a little snow to make it feel more real.  We were unable to get our tree yesterday and that really disappointed the kids.  It couldn't be helped though.  The plan is to get the tree on Tuesday and decorate it that night.  We built a new home last year and this is our first Christmas to decorate.  It has been fun so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please pray for all of those that are sick at this time.  I have 3 people that I have been praying for, and they could use all the prayers they can get.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Really nothing else to report.  I will be giving a complete synopsis about the three Christmas Concerts my little ones are involved in on December 15th when they are all completed.  I will have to say that KAC &amp;KJC did a fabulous job last Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-116525260377687707?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/116525260377687707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=116525260377687707&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116525260377687707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116525260377687707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2006/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-116474884483557467</id><published>2006-11-28T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:20:44.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my grandmother is awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Hello Again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well we had a wonderfully busy November.  The biggest event was my Grandmother's 80th  birthday party.  She is the mother of  9  children ranging from ages 56-41, 32 grandchildren ranging from ages 35 (yes that is me)-6, and 19 great-grandchildren ages 11-15 months with 3 on the way.  The crazy thing is that with the exception of 7, we were all there with our spouses and children (84 people).  To think that all of us were on this earth because of the love of my Grandparents and that we all came together to honor this great woman was truly inspiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I haven't blogged lately because I am a little bit gunshy.  I recently watch a documentary piece on how "Big Brother" is watch and SAVING everything we say and do on the net on CNBC.  It made me aware that google saves the most data from its web pages (and this blog spot is a google based blog) and does not trash the information we share.  MSN, AOL, and other companies only "keep" a hold of our stuff for a certain amount of years.  However google hold on to info indefinitely.  There are some days where I just want to rant and rave and not have my comments held against me in the future.  However if I say something that is a red flag to any government or social agencies they can gain access to my records through these search engines.  I know that green3 will laugh at me but as my husband says,  "Some thoughts should just remain inside (my head) thoughts!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-116474884483557467?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/116474884483557467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=116474884483557467&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116474884483557467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116474884483557467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-grandmother-is-awesome.html' title='my grandmother is awesome'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-116178787608285977</id><published>2006-10-25T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T07:51:16.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!  AM I BITTER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hellllooooo! I'mmmmmm baaaaaackkkkkkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sorry for such a long hiatis from the blog world. This is what I worried about by signing up for this task.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wouldn't make the time to blog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let see since we have talked last time...,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nothing too new around here. Just a few things to put out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. This Saturday night I am helping a young friend of mine celebrate her 24th Birthday. She thinks she is getting so old that she has rented a bus to take all of us out. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Old!?!?!?! BUS!?!?!?! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I told her that she is NOT old! Heck she isn't even married yet, let alone having kids. There is a group of 7 ladies that are all 30 and up (okay Lib you are not 30 but you are) and married w/ kid(s) that will be on this bus. We attended her party last year and really had fun watching the young single gals whooping it up. The best thing about events such as this is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY THAT I AM HAPPILY MARRIED TO A WONDERFUL GUY AND HAVE 4 SUPER KIDS!!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Some of you may be thinking I have no business going on this bus trip. I just have to say it makes me value what I have everytime I do this. These young gals have it much tougher in the dating scene in this day and age than we ever did!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. My daughters's school is having their "Fall Festival" this Friday. Please, it is a Halloween Party. I don't think there is anything wrong with calling it that. I don't mean to offend anyone, but someone remind me why we have to call it a fall festival. Just like why is it my daughter can't say the Pledge of Alligence as I learned it. If you do not believe in the God that we believe in what makes your feelings more important than ours? As I need to respect the fact that other people believe in different relgions those same people need to respect that it is not my fault that I am a Catholic and that God, Jesus Christ is very important to me just as their god be it allah, buddah, and so on is important to those who believe differently. I believe in the 6 Pilars of Character that we have our students learn in school; responsibility, trustworthiness, fairness, caring, citizenship, respect. However sometimes I think that our children do not learn what it really means to embody those pilars in when pleading the cause of Political Correctness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Only 51 more days of Christmas shopping left. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I must start shopping ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks for letting me vent! Not sure what struck a nerve in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-116178787608285977?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/116178787608285977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=116178787608285977&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116178787608285977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/116178787608285977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow-am-i-bitter.html' title='WOW!  AM I BITTER?'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-115998691422026799</id><published>2006-10-04T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T11:35:14.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip Report and More</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful time on the field trip.  It was in the mid to upper 80s sunny and just a beautiful day.  The only downer about the whole day was the little black bugs that decided to have a snack on us, literally.  We learned many things about many different aspects of our Ledges State Park.  We learned how to identify trees, were able to do some bird watching, learned about water; safe drinking water and safety on the water, Mr. Conden told us about how his Grandpa was the founder and first park ranger for Ledges.  I also learned more about what types of littering there is and not as much about recycling.  What a relief I didn't have to find out how much of a recycling failure I am!  However did you know that throwing an apple core, banana peel, etc., is a type of illegal dumping.  Here I thought I was feeding the animals when I threw that stuff out the window. All in all it was a great day and our children were wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning how much fun boys are after having 2 girls.  My son Sam is in pre-kindergarden and is so opposite of the girls when they were his age.  Today I picked up Sam and his buddies Ethan and Noah from pre-K today.  While on our way to the babysitters (yes they all have the same sitter, poor Laurie) we decided to listen to some good country music, Trace Adkins and Steve Holy.  Never have I heard little boys sing but those three could head to Nashville now and take the stage.  One song was called I've Got A Brand New Girlfriend.  Sam's favorite line is..,&lt;br /&gt;"I've got a brand new girlfriend, we went and jumped of the deep end, drove to LA for the weekend. We did nothin but lyin' on the beach wearin nothin' but a smile playin smoochy, smoochy, kissie, kissie, talkin about nothin...,"  Maybe not the greatest lirics to be singing at age 4-5, but they have no idea what they really mean other than they get beet red and giggle because they are talking about the two things that boys that age are not supposed to like--- girls and smooching.  They don't care if they sing well they just belt out the words and have a great time.  Not to mention they can go from that to tackle football in a heartbeat!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls would have wondered what the words meant, did they sing pretty, telling the other what words they sang wrong.  Boys just don't care and sing how they sing.  A nice difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-115998691422026799?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/115998691422026799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=115998691422026799&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/115998691422026799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/115998691422026799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2006/10/field-trip-report-and-more.html' title='Field Trip Report and More'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474187.post-115984743652463619</id><published>2006-10-02T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:50:36.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM OFF TO A FIELD TRIP TOMORROW</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tomorrow I am off on a conservation field trip with my daughter's fourth grade class.  I am sure I will learn many things.   Unfortunately I will probably come away feeling a little guilty about how little I do to conserve and recycle in my own home.  I think that maybe I should put a little more effort into avoiding donating so much trash to our local landfill.  Pray that I stay away from the poison ivy or any other weed that may cause me to be annoyed for the next week.  I have packed my bug spray and sunscreen as it is to be in the unseasonable upper 80s tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I really enjoy going on their field trips with K's class.  She has a very good class of kids who for the most part still enjoy each others company.  The parents are fun to be around; not to mention I get to be with adults during the day tomorrow.  I'll let you know how things go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-115984743652463619?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/115984743652463619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=115984743652463619&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/115984743652463619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/115984743652463619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-off-to-field-trip-tomorrow.html' title='I AM OFF TO A FIELD TRIP TOMORROW'/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34474187.post-115955923943030762</id><published>2006-09-29T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T12:47:19.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay when I started my first post it was on Sept. 15th but I finally posted it on Sept. 29th.  My birthday is the 28th of September.  I am such a novice at this stuff.  Hopefully this will enable me to learn what I need to before my oldest goes to Middle School next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-115955923943030762?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/115955923943030762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=115955923943030762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/115955923943030762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/115955923943030762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-when-i-started-my-first-post-it.html' title=''/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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-34474187.post-115834289530242527</id><published>2006-09-15T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T12:35:21.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well thanks to my friend thegreen3, I am trying my hand at Blogging. I thought I wouldn't have enough time to blog, however, it could be a good outlet for me as a stay at home mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I turned 35 yesterday, and I have to say it was the worst birthday emotionally I have ever had.  Turning 30 didn't bother me, however 35 has been.  Why?  Probably because at this age I really think that I may be done having babies which puts me in a whole new category of motherhood.  I will be the mom who's children are all growing up.  No more diapers, no more bottles, no more cuddling because a baby doesn't have a choice.  Those are good and bad things all in one.  I am ready for the ability to be more on the go with the older kids but will miss the baby smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34474187-115834289530242527?l=momof4greatkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/feeds/115834289530242527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34474187&amp;postID=115834289530242527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/115834289530242527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34474187/posts/default/115834289530242527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momof4greatkids.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-thanks-to-my-friend-thegreen3-i.html' title=''/><author><name>momof4greatkids</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></feed>
