<?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-7549016427727356398</id><updated>2012-01-28T23:15:15.575-05:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='Savannah in NICU'/><category term='Homeschool'/><category term='Celebrations'/><category term='Crafts and Decorating'/><category term='just thinking'/><category term='Organizing'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Adoption'/><category term='adoption thoughts'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='pregnancy loss'/><category term='baby gift giveaway'/><category term='happy'/><category term='remembering Africa'/><category term='adoption disruption'/><category term='our baby on the way'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Summer photos'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Adoption Update'/><category term='baby on the way'/><category term='our new baby girl has arrived'/><category term='in memory of Zane'/><category term='Audrey&apos;s prematurity'/><category term='Random Thoughts'/><category term='concert'/><category term='pregnancy hypertension'/><category term='painting'/><title type='text'>~Just the Ten of Us~</title><subtitle type='html'>~A Day In Our Life with 8 Children~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>688</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4781397861846314628</id><published>2012-01-23T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T23:15:15.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>winter pictures</title><summary type='text'> our kids love trying on hats....Livy looks so cute I think...they like to play dress-up.... Jonah's usually the dad or hunter--I think in this picture maybe he was a pirate--not really sure about that.....but anyway I was listening to music while they played.only a month late, but here's a Christmas picture; Savannah being pushed in her little grocery cart....this is the rare occasion that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4781397861846314628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4781397861846314628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2012/01/winter-pictures-thoughts.html' title='winter pictures'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y80e2wyonHs/TxzLrrq_u0I/AAAAAAAAL4I/_kRiMa9Bc5A/s72-c/cowboylivy' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7785240613174596595</id><published>2012-01-14T21:33:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:00:29.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's been going on</title><summary type='text'>Savannah (14 mos. already!) hanging out with Harry (she loves to go in the pantry and play with cans or whatever...can be messy, but she's having fun doing it, not so much fun for us picking it up, but i guess we can last a few more months; December birthdays; Jonah absolutely adores his little sister and she adores him back--they disagree a little bit over toys but other than that get along </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7785240613174596595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7785240613174596595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-been-going-on.html' title='what&apos;s been going on'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jAnJ0G8HTpA/Tv0IbO35M8I/AAAAAAAAL10/52l6U5EG9dQ/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8594758181005938674</id><published>2012-01-12T15:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T03:18:14.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just some thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Will we ever learn not to throw chicken scraps across the fence for our cat? He can't eat stuff like this in the house or inside yard because the dogs want it too, so we have to throw it over the fence if he wants to eat in peace. But our dog dug another hole trying to get  to it. I don't guess we'll ever figure this multi-animal-eating issue out where the dogs and cats fight over food. I know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8594758181005938674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8594758181005938674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-some-thoughts.html' title='just some thoughts'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4989320999269756402</id><published>2012-01-06T14:21:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:43:50.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><summary type='text'>you never know how the day's gonna go. In this house you have to be ready for anything....so the other morning I got up happy, talkative, good night's sleep so it was starting off good.....then Savannah toddled over to the school desk, grabbed Ben's orange juice (he looked like he was running in slow motion saying noooooo Savannah)  but before he could get there, she swung it around all over the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4989320999269756402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4989320999269756402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2012/01/interesting-day.html' title='?'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1139752751869534902</id><published>2011-12-29T21:33:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:41:52.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this week</title><summary type='text'>Let's see....what have we been up to this week? Christmas came and went, packed away for next yr; we had good visits with family and the usual chaos of unwrapping and losing toy parts at our house already; I didn't get the massage/pedi yet so that leaves me with Sat., the expiration date, to get it done. I'm not much on deadlines or schedules. But Kenny said the lady was just putting an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1139752751869534902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1139752751869534902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-week.html' title='this week'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4101679597714633741</id><published>2011-12-23T12:40:00.031-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T23:22:58.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas time</title><summary type='text'>making ornaments; 1/2 of the kids; Laura headed to one of her early Christmas presents, Taylor Swift concert back in November...so happy and pretty:) (and Bran and Ben still had to do school that day...Laura liked that:)Livy made a pretty candy caneThis is about as Christmasy as it's gonna get. Not even a picture of all the kids yet....I'm sure I'll get one over the weekend with everybody. I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4101679597714633741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4101679597714633741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas time'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Os6KSNO3f0/TvVqKosgz7I/AAAAAAAAL1E/IspSjAhAt14/s72-c/christmas2011-2' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6880450829041657231</id><published>2011-12-18T12:28:00.038-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:11:20.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><summary type='text'>We made it to the weekend once again. A little sore, well...a little more than that...i'm tough but still... The last couple of days was a little out of it it. Anyway, got to talk to lots of people last week during my frequent visits....lots of comments on how many kids we have and how they couldn't handle it....you've had kids every other yr for 16 yrs (really? I didn't notice...jk..I know that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6880450829041657231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6880450829041657231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-760788792012569960</id><published>2011-12-10T21:59:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T23:11:49.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This week has been interesting. Full of fun stuff and not-so-fun. I knew it was going to be a strange one when Monday morning came around. And it has been a little off....not too bad, but a little more challenging.We've had some kids sick...first with colds off and on for awhile. Then, Livy wasn't feeling well one day, went to sleep early on the couch, complaining of her stomach not feeling well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/760788792012569960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/760788792012569960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-week-has-been-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-2344892136303903584</id><published>2011-12-05T13:52:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:31:19.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday again</title><summary type='text'>Last night was one of those nights. Sleepless and watching the clock until the morning. Perfect way to start a Monday. Jonah had a bad dream at 4 am-ish, so it was hard to go back to sleep. I've been having a time finding pants that fit. i bought a perfect pair a couple of wks ago....now they're a little baggy. So I got another pair over the weekend, cute black jr cordoroys because I'm finding </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2344892136303903584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2344892136303903584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/12/monday-again.html' title='Monday again'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-2080898640867005098</id><published>2011-11-28T15:28:00.034-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T19:54:46.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just some thoughts</title><summary type='text'>We had 2 1/2 thanksgiving dinners over the holiday weekend. Thankful for that! All were nice.....good food and fun.I don't like mondays much. I've always dreaded them, when I was just a kid and went to school, later when I worked....and especially after a long holiday weekend with help at home. I guess because the weekends are so much fun and I don't want it to end!We went shopping on saturday, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2080898640867005098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2080898640867005098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-had-2-12-thanksgiving-dinners.html' title='just some thoughts'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-9103704131034672283</id><published>2011-11-21T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T15:15:36.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things that make us happy....These were from the beach trip....always happy memories from the beach.Jonah's grin; rainbows, the sound of the ocean, warmth; sweet daughter and her good friend kids having fun; more smiles...can never get enough of that:) Laura going to her long-awaited concert in NC....she had a great time from beginning to end....eating at one of her favorite Italian restaurants; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9103704131034672283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9103704131034672283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/11/things-that-make-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbsXUcGY6Dc/TsBZmezDPoI/AAAAAAAALyw/cgE0GcyXpnY/s72-c/117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6130216515977518263</id><published>2011-11-14T19:11:00.026-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:52:44.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><summary type='text'>Last week was a strange week. This one is going is to be less strange hopefully. We'll see....could go either way--lol. Anyway.....it was nice outside today. Jonah, Livy, Audrey, and me went down to feed the horses, braided Rain's mane, brushed their fuzzy winter coats. A new neighbor was moving in over the weekend. That house has been vacant so long, so it's nice to have someone around </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6130216515977518263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6130216515977518263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-9039888646772985775</id><published>2011-11-08T22:14:00.037-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T13:07:28.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><summary type='text'>Is it almost Wednesday again? The weeks are going by way too fast. Let's see...what have we been up to today.... I was digging through the attic throwing away some stuff and found my old tin rabbit molds that I use to melt crayons in. I use to be so much more crafty even up to a yr. or so ago and especially when the older kids were younger. But lately crafting has gone to the wayside...not much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9039888646772985775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9039888646772985775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/11/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-5463491743947496814</id><published>2011-11-05T18:33:00.025-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:53:08.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fall pictures</title><summary type='text'>Savannah's 1st birthday; Brandon last month at the beach (we sure do miss him); Livy's 6th:) &gt;me &amp; Jonah hanging out (he's gathering acorns, leaves, dad's tools in the stroller and pushing them around); last of the flowers in the garden from a few wks. ago--they're not so pretty anymore....all frost-bitten; Kenny's beach drawings from the 16th floor--Sylvester chasing Tweety--they were huge (the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5463491743947496814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5463491743947496814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-pictures.html' title='fall pictures'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a89ZzlFTc8U/TrW3tUGoX_I/AAAAAAAALwo/9jq1xBpMeSY/s72-c/savannahbd' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7464494669741263842</id><published>2011-10-31T20:55:00.030-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:22:30.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>park, tea party, &amp; peaks</title><summary type='text'>from about 7 wks. ago....when it was warmEmily bouncing basketball; little and big brother--hard to believe one of them is heading to college for a weekend soon; Bran having a fun day (good pic Laura:); trying to get a cat-tail without falling in the lake....Ben holding on tight)Emily having a tea party; Audrey with a tennis ball (we took a lot of balls to the park that day...they had so much fun</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7464494669741263842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7464494669741263842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7464494669741263842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7464494669741263842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/10/park-picnic-peaks.html' title='park, tea party, &amp; peaks'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cebYVoBN1WQ/Tq8nieIiWxI/AAAAAAAALsU/9Fm6Ojti42M/s72-c/park2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-684086730240015216</id><published>2011-10-25T18:44:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T16:01:20.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>watching and waiting patiently.....</title><summary type='text'> for an apple.....she's 24 now which is old....for a horse. Her eyesight is getting worse I think and she gets around a little slower but if she knows there's an apple or pear waiting on her, she can get moving pretty fast. These pictures, taken before our vacation, Emily was picking apples from our tree before the wind blew it down. And tonight we went over and gave them some pears, but they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/684086730240015216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/684086730240015216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/10/watching-and-waiting-patiently.html' title='watching and waiting patiently.....'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G9zmRyNFefw/TqcmgmuGVTI/AAAAAAAALpc/iNsddJBBSP0/s72-c/horses2' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4435615065994149557</id><published>2011-10-21T15:34:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:05:47.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beach '11</title><summary type='text'> I can't believe how big the kids are getting. We were looking at the pictures on the side showing how much they've grown in three yrs. They're amazed at how small they were back then. I wish we hadn't missed 2010. It would've been so nice to have a photo. I feel bad about missing that trip....Brandon didn't get to see his friend before they went off to school. I really tried....but I'm glad we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4435615065994149557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4435615065994149557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4435615065994149557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4435615065994149557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-timesgood-memories.html' title='beach &apos;11'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey6f7tzoa74/TqCT8M2JCEI/AAAAAAAALms/FarcMjC3W6E/s72-c/beachkids%252711' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4315971991833329273</id><published>2011-10-17T19:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:44:04.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>warm memories</title><summary type='text'> two weeks ago....everybody but Savannah (mid-morning napping) hanging out on the balcony, headed to the beach; cool Jonah--he's so fun to hang out with; sweet Audrey.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4315971991833329273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4315971991833329273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4315971991833329273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4315971991833329273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/10/warm-memories.html' title='warm memories'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4M77n4kua8/TpsJyaF0-HI/AAAAAAAALl8/jBIPiK9OTuc/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8930563620972793052</id><published>2011-10-14T16:45:00.042-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T11:44:06.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just some thoughts</title><summary type='text'>I don't like wind (unless we're at the beach when it's nice and warm), and it's a very windy, cooler day here in the mountains. But on the bright side, it's sunny. And the leaves are starting to change colors and crunch under our feet when we walk. It smells like fall which is nice. If it would just stay this way. I'm already trying to psyche myself up for the long, dark, cold winter months. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8930563620972793052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8930563620972793052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-some-thoughts.html' title='just some thoughts'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4803953860145246290</id><published>2011-10-13T18:30:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T16:27:52.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><summary type='text'> Brandon; Livy and me; Livy and Laura. I wish we were still there. I'm glad we have the memories though. Fun times!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4803953860145246290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4803953860145246290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4803953860145246290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4803953860145246290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/10/fun-memories.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_8KanYDJH8/TpXF3Ha2ujI/AAAAAAAALkQ/Xyn_w4y3cKU/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-3113467260736580143</id><published>2011-10-11T14:30:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T17:00:52.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah at the beach</title><summary type='text'>  Kenny keeping an eye on our cute little bald baby, listening to music (she was so fascinated with the sand and shells--not unusual for babies though); Jonah and Sobanna (as he calls her) who loved the beach: happy baby who just turned a year old--that was the fastest year!Off to the dr! More pictures to come.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3113467260736580143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3113467260736580143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/10/savannah-at-beach.html' title='Savannah at the beach'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXpjf54_ClE/TpSRJmPyGWI/AAAAAAAALkE/D0I1MGuucsQ/s72-c/savannahbeach3' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-3203095586429009395</id><published>2011-10-09T14:23:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:35:36.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'>home again</title><summary type='text'>We're back! Both good and bad things about that. I love home because it's home, but the beach provides something different, which is much needed, even with all the work involved.  The trip was very nice. Relaxing in some ways and busy as heck in other ways, but that's understandable...Eight kids remember? A guy at the beach was like "you have 8 kids at the beach....I'd go crazy." I get that....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3203095586429009395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3203095586429009395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/10/home-again.html' title='home again'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1177670076550214404</id><published>2011-10-03T11:20:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:41:45.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shark teeth</title><summary type='text'>We've been spending most of the day on the beach and then headed out to do other things at night. It's been so nice. A little cool over the weekend but the sun was beautiful. Most of the touristy things we've already done over teh years. We've been coming here so long, almost every summer since we've been married, except for when a baby arrived a couple of times and it got too busy. The kids want</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1177670076550214404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1177670076550214404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/10/shark-teeth.html' title='shark teeth'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-2436851528721717501</id><published>2011-09-29T22:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:06:19.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beach day</title><summary type='text'>Wed., 9.28~~Ben found a starfish. He and his friends are collecting sea creatures and watching them and then letting them go. They're using their nets to collect minnows out of the tide pools. Brandon found them a big crab to add to their bucket.Kenny and Brandon played frisbee and threw the football a little bit while Savannah and I played in the sand. I threw it some yesterday with Bran, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/2436851528721717501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=2436851528721717501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2436851528721717501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2436851528721717501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/09/beach-day.html' title='beach day'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8000507932681575576</id><published>2011-09-27T21:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T11:12:31.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fun day at the beach</title><summary type='text'>We're enjoying it here--the kids especially. The weather's good...it was beautiful today...a perfect day at the beach. It's low 80's and the ocean is nice and warm. Yesterday it was pretty rough though because of the wind. I had my eyes focusing on 7 different people for most of the afternoon, but I did manage to get some reading done when they were playing in the sand. Jonah loves the water this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/8000507932681575576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=8000507932681575576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8000507932681575576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8000507932681575576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/09/fun-day-at-beach.html' title='fun day at the beach'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4411102208606966471</id><published>2011-09-23T23:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T21:27:46.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah photos and miscellaneous</title><summary type='text'>This summer at 9 months and 10 months old (I'm getting so behind on my photos). Savannah is the most inquisitive, happy baby (unless she's mad:) Happy baby; "I want your camera Mom"; and one of her favorite things to do...rip paper apart (babies are strangely fascinated by it...at least ours have been....maybe it's the crinkly sound) and finding tiny objects on the floor with her little fingers (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4411102208606966471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4411102208606966471&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4411102208606966471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4411102208606966471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/09/savannah-photos-and-miscellaneous.html' title='Savannah photos and miscellaneous'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vnjz2StCI5c/Tn0JkID9O9I/AAAAAAAALho/pu351YpscLM/s72-c/savannah9mos3' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-461964460123989976</id><published>2011-09-15T16:13:00.029-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T23:41:10.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>our week</title><summary type='text'>It's been one week already?! The weeks are flying by...I wish it wouldslow down a little bit. Brandon just left to help a neighbor with a yard sale. Yesterday, I saw a wicker table on the back of his truck for sale and asked him how much he wanted for it, but he said I could have it. That was so nice! So now all I have do is get some white spray paint and set some flowers on it next spring. Some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/461964460123989976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/461964460123989976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-some-thoughts.html' title='our week'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-108785621845085653</id><published>2011-09-09T10:55:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T01:38:51.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>memory lane</title><summary type='text'>Ben, Laura, and Emily summer 2003 (Emily {in stroller} and Savannah look a lot alike I think); Ben, Laura, Brandon at the beach '02 ; Bran and Laura around 1999Laura '02A piece of cake with the first 4...those were the easy days. Just kidding. It's never been always easy. I can remember saying after each baby.....we're done....we have enough... But here we are, fortunate with 4 more. Looking at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/108785621845085653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/108785621845085653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/09/memory-lane.html' title='memory lane'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A6DugYTu75c/Tl_yD2wnQMI/AAAAAAAALgk/sjfS_m0xbVU/s72-c/HPIM1910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-543347175167378377</id><published>2011-09-05T14:27:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T15:58:37.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>labor day weekend</title><summary type='text'>I'm back after taking a little break. Last week was no busier than usual...but it's usually busy, that never changes. But we only had 1 appt. for Laura's ortho stuff. She's done for about 3 mos. Wouldn't you know I'd make her next appt on the exact same day as her Taylor Swift concert....so I quickly changed it when I realized my mistake. Hopefully her tooth will come down so she won't need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/543347175167378377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=543347175167378377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/543347175167378377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/543347175167378377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='labor day weekend'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6433280325245016841</id><published>2011-08-28T22:50:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T21:13:27.502-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><summary type='text'>Took the kids to the park Saturday, the place where I grew up...wasn't it just yesterday? It sure seems like it.  We took our tennis rackets, basketball, and frisbees and played on the baseball field. Then they played on the playground equipment with some other kids, some of whom were at a birthday party. The adults at the party behind us were laughing and loudly talking about a mother and her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/6433280325245016841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=6433280325245016841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6433280325245016841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6433280325245016841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6430189686347252480</id><published>2011-08-25T19:00:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T11:17:56.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brandon worked at a neighbor's mother's house again yesterday cutting down weeds, hauling garbage, planting flower bulbs. He brought back some leftover peony bulbs and peach tea that she wanted us to try. She feeds him well while he's there....an extra sandwich or whatever...and showed him how to make pickles.... He really had a good time this summer working at different places. I think he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6430189686347252480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6430189686347252480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/08/brandon-worked-at-neighbors-mothers.html' title=''/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8204786864539317647</id><published>2011-08-19T23:24:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:51:19.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TGI Friday!</title><summary type='text'>I love Fridays...the weekend...two days where I'm not in full charge. And I'm so ready for it when it comes....a nice, (albeit too short) break from the daily rigors. Weekends are usually heaven to me...we'll have to see about this one:) A highlight...we're going out tomorrow. Just have to figure out where we're going to eat....seafood sounds pretty good..maybe a hot bowl of clam chowder... and I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8204786864539317647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8204786864539317647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/08/tgi-friday.html' title='TGI Friday!'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-361797461438196005</id><published>2011-08-16T15:58:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:15:36.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer Savannah:)</title><summary type='text'> Savannah didn't get to wear her bathing suit much this year (Daddy usually stays home when we go swimming). So the girls and Jonah wanted to put it on to see how cute she looked. We let her swim in the bathtub that day. Since we're headed to the beach soon, hopefully she'll wear it more then! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/361797461438196005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=361797461438196005&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/361797461438196005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/361797461438196005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-savannah.html' title='summer Savannah:)'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSiSBrRdS3Y/TkrORdMjQxI/AAAAAAAALew/P4CeBYIb9n8/s72-c/savannah9mos2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-5275121528351309727</id><published>2011-08-11T11:06:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T12:09:21.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what's been going on</title><summary type='text'>Laura had an ortho appt. She's finally getting the palate expander out soon. She has to get something else put in until they put the braces on later down the road. Some of the kids have a dentist appt Monday. Hope it'll be a good visit. But so far so good as far as no cavities and stuff like that....just one set of braces so far so crossing my fingers it'll stay that way. Dental stuff can be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5275121528351309727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5275121528351309727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-been-going-on.html' title='what&apos;s been going on'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1327796305966739127</id><published>2011-08-06T14:54:00.025-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:28:38.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>miscellaneous</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went to a drs appt which was pretty painless, and then off to take some shoes back to the store. They were cute but I hadn't worn them at all and thought I probably wouldn't so decided to get something else instead. And then found all sorts of cute summer things and birthday presents for Livy. She'll be 6 in september. Emily's 9th birthday is tomorrow. She wants to get her ears </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1327796305966739127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=1327796305966739127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1327796305966739127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1327796305966739127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/08/miscellaneous.html' title='miscellaneous'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-5826880161737455666</id><published>2011-08-03T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T02:58:02.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fun July</title><summary type='text'>Livy and her sparkler; our pretty wildflowers; swinging in the rain and jumping in mud puddlesfun on the waterslide and our well water was icy cold--a nice relief from the heat on that hot dayI can't believe July's over already. We had a lot going on so I guess that makes the months seem shorter. The kids had so much fun yesterday--they got to play with their cousin and riding on the golf cart </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5826880161737455666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5826880161737455666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/08/fun-july.html' title='fun July'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkcM76uk8Sk/Tjgh6hdCCCI/AAAAAAAALbA/pyRRuLqdEUU/s72-c/july2' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-952704743923303574</id><published>2011-08-01T15:30:00.040-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:33:52.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer.....Savannah &amp; Jonah</title><summary type='text'>We moved furniture and other things into the building. Now I actually have somewhere to put some of the extra, stored attic stuff and enjoy it. The kids' uncle made them the cutest wooden toys over the years...a canoe, baby doll cradles for each of the girls, a tiny bow and arrow set....there's a little loft in the building where the kids can play with their cherished toys. I took my paint </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/952704743923303574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=952704743923303574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/952704743923303574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/952704743923303574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-moved-furniture-and-other-abundance.html' title='summer.....Savannah &amp; Jonah'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8641757431774809524</id><published>2011-07-28T16:47:00.045-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:18:07.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just some thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Brandon just came home. Our neighbor is so nice to train him in the school of hard work. So good for a boy his age. Nothing wrong with a little hard work. I remember talking to Brandon's grandaddy yrs. ago about the value of kids needing to work when he'd go over to the farm and they'd pick up rocks out of the garden. That's why Kenny works so hard I guess, because he learned a good work ethic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8641757431774809524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8641757431774809524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-some-thoughts_28.html' title='just some thoughts'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4031767485484267092</id><published>2011-07-26T12:13:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T17:00:13.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>camp, Savannah 9 mos, 16!, unconditional love...</title><summary type='text'>Since I posted last, Brandon and Laura are back....:) They miss camp and their friends and have already signed up for next year. The friendships they're making are so positive....they get a chance to see what it's like to have people in their lives who have fun and be happy with no negative drama. I love that! We had an ice cream/molten cake celebration on Friday for all the kids. They were so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4031767485484267092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4031767485484267092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4031767485484267092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4031767485484267092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/whats-been-going-on.html' title='camp, Savannah 9 mos, 16!, unconditional love...'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6304559669808495751</id><published>2011-07-21T12:38:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:34:53.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>camp 2011</title><summary type='text'> Laura in blue; our handsome son; playing extreme frisbee  having fun for the camera; Brandon at the beach; Laura hanging out with the girls at the universityThe week's almost over and Brandon and Laura will be home tomorrow. We've been getting pictures and updates.....they're having so much fun! (Their names are over the pictures because some are harder to see--Mom:)click on photo to enlarge.) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6304559669808495751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6304559669808495751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/camp-2011.html' title='camp 2011'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd_yr1FknpM/TihWOk1z8qI/AAAAAAAALYE/NkrpqHq6__U/s72-c/lauracamp3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4200312285662946133</id><published>2011-07-19T13:25:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T22:23:42.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>observations</title><summary type='text'>I received this in an email and thought it was a good point."Are Your Kids Overscheduled?.......Despite what many people seem to believe, busyness does not necessarily equate to success—and it most certainly doesn't lead to happiness as a family if we spend half of our time in a car shuttling our children from one outing to the next."~So true. Who wants to be on the road all the time--it can be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4200312285662946133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4200312285662946133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/observations_28.html' title='observations'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-55452394430421983</id><published>2011-07-16T00:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T01:04:14.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took two of the girls to the dr today for a check up. trying to get some of their appts done this summer. it took 2.5 hrs. so much time is spent waiting at the drs office. that's why i don't like going (but the dr. was so nice so that's a plus). when you have babies, it's hard sitting in the waiting room, then in the small exam room. speaking of that savannah, has her 9 mo appt next week. 9 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/55452394430421983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=55452394430421983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/55452394430421983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/55452394430421983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-took-two-of-girls-to-dr-today-for.html' title=''/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1532734916072826225</id><published>2011-07-14T20:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:49:26.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>brothers</title><summary type='text'>shortest to tallest....Jonah, 3 1/2 years old to Brandon, almost 16....my how they grow, and fast too! I should've found Ben and put him in the middle but he was out in the woods. He found an old junk car to explore--a good find! Anyway, we have the perfect number of boys and they're all in the right order as far how they work in the family...Brandon is responsible with good leadership qualities;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1532734916072826225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1532734916072826225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/brothers.html' title='brothers'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydukTR4SyzY/Th9vF7mBknI/AAAAAAAALWQ/j4q0HQlshc4/s72-c/brothers' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7096007965293196838</id><published>2011-07-12T17:11:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:08:28.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just some thoughts</title><summary type='text'>The construction part of our building is done--it looks so good. The painter came by yesterday and hopefully he'll be able to get to that soon and then we can start moving some furniture in. Kenny may put his office there...I'm going to enjoy having a quiet place to go...the kids will have a nice place to hang out...so we'll all get something good out of it. I'll show pictures when it's all done.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7096007965293196838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7096007965293196838&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7096007965293196838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7096007965293196838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-some-thoughts.html' title='just some thoughts'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7644954125639197610</id><published>2011-07-10T14:31:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T21:25:41.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben's chickens</title><summary type='text'>the chickens in happier days from a couple of weeks ago.....unfortunately we're pretty sure that one of those big dogs with the purple tongues (a chow, I think) was wandering around the yard today and ended the ideal life of two of them (Snowball and one of the dominickers--Esmerelda or Matilda--we're not sure because they looked like twins)....Ben saw feathers everywhere....Kenny discovered one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7644954125639197610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7644954125639197610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/bens-chickens.html' title='Ben&apos;s chickens'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_Av6V4QkLs/ThPafN0YVKI/AAAAAAAALSQ/aF2LK_7kRs4/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7838959603397528828</id><published>2011-07-06T21:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:53:54.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming fun</title><summary type='text'>  It's been very hot lately so swimming has been a cool relief from the heat; Livy loves to jump in the pool and she's learning how to swim a little bit; the slide's fun for Emily; Jonah's happy about swimming; 7 of our kids--Savannah was at home but I can't wait to try her cute little pink bathing suit on; Audrey and Jonah hanging out at the hot tub I have lots of 4th of July pictures from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7838959603397528828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7838959603397528828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7838959603397528828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7838959603397528828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/swimming-fun.html' title='swimming fun'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KoQ8vSIpsdA/ThSpXgSgsbI/AAAAAAAALS0/EjYDbaxDq9s/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8454426218844014276</id><published>2011-07-01T23:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:56:39.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>out n' about</title><summary type='text'>Audrey, Livy, and Jonah helping daddy; Kenny and Brandon working hard in the yard. Good thing they have a good work ethic because there's a lot of it to be done around here; Savannah with one of her favorite big sisters (all of her sisters love her very much). We need to get her baby swing out. She'd love it. This weekend is going to be busy. Brandon wants to get his learner's, he has a yard to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8454426218844014276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8454426218844014276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/07/out-n-about.html' title='out n&apos; about'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fIZ2JvyPiQA/TgvPodT-iLI/AAAAAAAALRo/pJ0ba3jxxw0/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7740509683765701304</id><published>2011-06-30T11:27:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T14:31:26.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>good advice</title><summary type='text'>I didn't write this, but received it from an email. I thought it was good advice for our kids or anyone else (myself included:). My comments afterwards are just my observations the way I see things.ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully...(and don't expect anything in return--do it because you want to do it--no strings attached)TWO.. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7740509683765701304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7740509683765701304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7740509683765701304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7740509683765701304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-advice.html' title='good advice'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-2472537671152997309</id><published>2011-06-26T21:38:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:21:58.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>picnic</title><summary type='text'> The kids wanted to have a picnic so that's what we did. They had peanut butter sandwiches, boloney sandwiches, chips, and carrot sticks. Good food and good fun! Savannah likes to come out and watch the kids play. She looks so little, but she's strong and feisty. .She's starting to get into a crawling position--a whole new world for her, and us. We have to be careful of all the things she can get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/2472537671152997309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=2472537671152997309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2472537671152997309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2472537671152997309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/picnic.html' title='picnic'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifrCODJB4p0/Tgfj1q15LwI/AAAAAAAALRM/Z7mZHwWO4m0/s72-c/picnic1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-3100816862312374405</id><published>2011-06-21T21:17:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T11:58:47.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fireflies and flowers</title><summary type='text'> This was last week right when it was getting dark and the fireflies/lightning bugs were starting to come out. The girls were having fun chasing them around. This is the prettiest flower in our garden. It almost glows in the dark with the vibrant blue color. I'm pretty sure it's a blue delphinium. The yellow flower behind is yarrow.I'm hoping the kids will be up to getting outside more as soon as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/3100816862312374405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=3100816862312374405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3100816862312374405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3100816862312374405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/fireflies-and-flowers.html' title='fireflies and flowers'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_TZumPfLZg/TgFDigjOZ_I/AAAAAAAALPk/bEed0abT764/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-5695724152436116756</id><published>2011-06-19T21:26:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:22:12.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>almost summer</title><summary type='text'> It's been a hot late spring. It seems like it's been summer for awhile already. The kids have been enjoying playing in the water, here and at my parent's house over the last couple of weeks. Our little pool is almost getting too small but they still like it, and the sprinkler is always a fun thing to do. There's a lot of coughing going on around here right now. A simple cold....but not so simple</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5695724152436116756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5695724152436116756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/almost-summer.html' title='almost summer'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOhKmqb5Bz8/Tf6qW60mXlI/AAAAAAAALPQ/H75hxX3ABlw/s72-c/spring2' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1298211601210484236</id><published>2011-06-15T19:38:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T00:21:19.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this week</title><summary type='text'>Brandon arrived safely home Saturday. He had a fun time at camp and met a lot of new friends. He's excited about heading off again in about a month. Laura's going too. I didn't travel with them this time. Not sure if I'll go to the coast either when they go to Worldview. I'm not much on long round-trip drives....I think last week's trip was around 450 miles and 8.5 hrs. both ways...that's a lot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1298211601210484236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=1298211601210484236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1298211601210484236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1298211601210484236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-week.html' title='this week'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-9220501187756875861</id><published>2011-06-12T18:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:37:09.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>~Savannah 8 months~</title><summary type='text'>Savannah with her daddy. She's starting to push up in a crawling position. And not long from now, she'll be sitting up by herself. Pretty good accomplishments for a baby born 2 months early...right on target with everything. She loves to eat, play with her brothers and sisters, cruise around the house in her walker, and just be happy. She makes us happy too:) This time last year, we got some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/9220501187756875861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=9220501187756875861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9220501187756875861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9220501187756875861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/savannah-8-months.html' title='~Savannah 8 months~'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oRku2Uknpvg/TfVK0jsZdII/AAAAAAAALOY/KL0MvGmqyKI/s72-c/savannah8mos2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-3103148581836203351</id><published>2011-06-09T09:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T14:15:00.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DC, buttons, etc.</title><summary type='text'>  Emily and Jonah behind me found something fun to get into....lots and lots of buttons:) I use to like to play with buttons when I was their age at my grandma's. In fact, some of these were hers. It kept the kids busy for a long time like it did me. They sorted buttons by shapes and colors, and made bracelets and rings. It's nice that I can actually get down in the floor again and play with them</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/3103148581836203351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=3103148581836203351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3103148581836203351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3103148581836203351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/buttons-dc-reading-etc.html' title='DC, buttons, etc.'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjmqQta7gVw/TihsfvD-uqI/AAAAAAAALYY/e_DCZPO4XWw/s72-c/jonahmom' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-2756228548849615110</id><published>2011-06-06T14:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T19:42:25.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping me company</title><summary type='text'>These are from a couple of weeks ago after my surgery. Kids hanging out with me while healing and making me pretty pictures:)  Not much to do this time last week but sit around, so the kids showed me how good they are at building puzzles. Harry loves to sit right in the middle. He doesn't care if he's in the way or not. He gets a lot of attention and knows you can't ignore him. Tomorrow I get my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2756228548849615110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2756228548849615110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/keeping-me-company.html' title='keeping me company'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qle3zd25LE/Te0iEide48I/AAAAAAAALLM/8tcwWZ8VfQg/s72-c/draw' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6359261184220889860</id><published>2011-06-04T22:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:22:19.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>going to camp</title><summary type='text'>Brandon's headed out tomorrow. We got a last-minute email a couple of days ago saying he needed dressy casual to black tie clothes for a dance they're having while he's there. Since I'm still not able to drive until I get my stitches out in a few days, Mom was so helpful to get some things for Brandon. He tried the pants on and even though the tag said they were the right waist size, they did not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6359261184220889860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6359261184220889860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/going-to-camp.html' title='going to camp'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6184534597475429248</id><published>2011-06-03T22:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T15:44:24.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>car wash</title><summary type='text'>  the kids worked hard to get their little red mustang clean--they took their job very seriously like daddy. We're really into cleaning right now. Last weekend, Kenny and Brandon hauled off the trailer in the background full of stuff. It feels good to let things go:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6184534597475429248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6184534597475429248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/06/car-wash.html' title='car wash'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dMdVYN1cCgw/TehAtCqcAII/AAAAAAAALI8/GBfefy9OxEw/s72-c/carwash2' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-9123373933042980243</id><published>2011-05-31T19:22:00.026-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T11:33:48.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more not-so-fun, then fun stuff</title><summary type='text'>I went to my dr. appt. What they did today hurt worse than last week--I've never had anything quite like it before but it definitely tops the pain scale. I don't even remember much of the surgery at all, but today, I'll remember. I'm glad that part's over. Next week, I get the stitches out and then that should be mostly it. Last week was not a walk in the park though. It takes a lot of physical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/9123373933042980243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=9123373933042980243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9123373933042980243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9123373933042980243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-not-so-fun-then-fun-stuff.html' title='more not-so-fun, then fun stuff'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8116198173086742673</id><published>2011-05-29T21:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:40:56.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this weekend</title><summary type='text'>Celebrated Audrey's 7th birthday Saturday. She's loves her T.oy Story stuff and deer. Laura and Emily made the best chocolate cake. (pictures to follow when I get the computer back in the right place).Still healing, but doing much better now. I've got a lot of reading done over the past week. As usual, I have 2 books going at once so I can go back and forth. I love when I can't put a good book </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/8116198173086742673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=8116198173086742673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8116198173086742673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8116198173086742673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-weekend.html' title='this weekend'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1261315869980956131</id><published>2011-05-26T15:10:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:22:55.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>relaxing and healing</title><summary type='text'>I've had enough recuperation already. I'm thinking I'm ready to get going again, but my body's not quite there just yet. Not much longer though. It takes a certain amount of mental discipline to relax and give things over to someone else. I don't like to do that but sometimes it's necessary. It's amazing how you can have a big surgery one day and leave hrs. later. Kenny pulled the pain tubes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1261315869980956131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1261315869980956131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/05/relaxing-and-healing.html' title='relaxing and healing'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1908956344701223988</id><published>2011-05-25T13:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T20:38:55.628-04:00</updated><title type='text'>recuperating, Livy's loose tooth</title><summary type='text'>I finally feel like getting in a comfortable enough position to sit up somewhat normally so I'm able to type. For the last couple of days, I've been sleeping, trying to stay comfortable when not sleeping which has not been so easy. The kids have been keeping me company coloring or reading in my room. Just glad the surgery is over....it went well and wasn't nearly as anxious as I thought I'd be. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1908956344701223988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=1908956344701223988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1908956344701223988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1908956344701223988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/05/recuperating-livys-loose-tooth.html' title='recuperating, Livy&apos;s loose tooth'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7444032501916426076</id><published>2011-05-18T19:53:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:06:39.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fun stuff and not-so-fun</title><summary type='text'> Ben had fun riding in the bucket truck a few weeks ago when Mr. Thompson cut our oak tree. At his age, going up high in the sky in a bucket is right up an adventurous boy's alley. Little Livy's getting so big. Our kids are growing way too fast, just like they all do. She's still going through a stage where she doesn't want me to leave like going shopping or whatever. I think this comes from when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7444032501916426076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7444032501916426076&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7444032501916426076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7444032501916426076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/05/fun-stuff-and-not-so-fun.html' title='fun stuff and not-so-fun'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I8KIxrsGmC0/TdRt6HyxgMI/AAAAAAAALHw/-NbqFhsCboc/s72-c/ben2%2526mrthompson' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4326727568527901921</id><published>2011-05-14T17:02:00.028-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:39:55.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>night out with Audrey, etc.</title><summary type='text'>Audrey and I went out this evening. We shared a chocolate mocha/oreo dessert after dinner. I love sharing because that way I only get a taste and not be tempted to eat the whole thing. We picked up a few things for Brandon's trip in a few weeks. He's looking forward to visiting Washington and meeting some of the people he's been talking to. If he likes it, next year he might be headed out West to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4326727568527901921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4326727568527901921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/05/night-out-with-audrey-etc.html' title='night out with Audrey, etc.'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4949690388767458524</id><published>2011-05-12T14:54:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:56:08.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we know:)</title><summary type='text'>We already know these things but get reminded quite often....College is expensive. How are you going to pay for college for all those kids? (I earned a scholarship to pay for the time I went. The summer before was working two part-time jobs for extra money, met my husband, got a full-time, better-paying job because we got married. Kenny also had a job to help with the time he was at college and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4949690388767458524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4949690388767458524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4949690388767458524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4949690388767458524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-know.html' title='we know:)'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8216268404169892728</id><published>2011-05-08T15:41:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T16:01:06.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions</title><summary type='text'>Another busy last few days. It is it ever not? Not likely around here. How could it not be busy with 5 of our children age 8 and under? Not a bad thing, just stating a fact:) I had the consult on Friday about the surgery I might be having. We've been trying to decide whether I should go ahead with it now before the summer starts and before Brandon goes to camp, and swimming and all that fun stuff</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/8216268404169892728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=8216268404169892728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8216268404169892728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8216268404169892728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/05/decisions.html' title='decisions'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6231063409879560807</id><published>2011-05-04T12:48:00.027-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:52:07.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>life's storms and busy days</title><summary type='text'>It sure rained a lot last night. I was outside when the sky turned very dark and then the sound of the wind picked up. Ever since the tornadoes down further South and the ones we've been having around here lately, I get a little more scared now when I see dark skies and strong winds. The electrician is working in the building that we've been trying to finish for quite awhile now. I think we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6231063409879560807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6231063409879560807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/05/lifes-storms-and-busy-days.html' title='life&apos;s storms and busy days'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-3190205297660338203</id><published>2011-04-29T12:46:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T15:51:45.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>simple things</title><summary type='text'>the kids like to find these in the yard and send the seeds flying through the air (which make more weeds--lol--but they're fun weeds:). Jonah's been such a nice boy. I can definitely notice a tranformation and it's sweet to see.Emily and the pretty jasmine vine. I love walking outside our porch when it's blooming. It only looks and smells this way for about a week and then it's gone...then we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/3190205297660338203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=3190205297660338203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3190205297660338203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3190205297660338203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/04/simple-things.html' title='simple things'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QC2wFCoeSMY/TbrKxExNIvI/AAAAAAAALBk/Mx1O8hpOm1E/s72-c/emspring3' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7596583109937609428</id><published>2011-04-25T15:43:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T00:20:02.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what's going on today</title><summary type='text'>Our big, pretty oak tree is being pruned at the moment. We were worried it might fall on the roof....so no matter how pretty it is, it had be cut back to be safe.Trying to keep the dogs from running outside the fence and out into the road while this is going on...listening to their incessant barking at the men. Ben got to ride in the bucket of the truck with Mr. Thompson. He liked that!Putting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7596583109937609428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7596583109937609428&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7596583109937609428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7596583109937609428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-going-on-today.html' title='what&apos;s going on today'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4685955686037221602</id><published>2011-04-20T10:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T11:05:45.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging Easter eggs</title><summary type='text'>The kids like hanging easter eggs on the peach tree. Unfortunately, some have already fallen off and were run over by the lawnmower since I took these pictures a couple of weeks ago, but that's the way it goes with the strong winds we've been having. The chickens are enjoying the bugs that warm weather brings. Still don't know what to do about the chickens. Should they stay or should they go? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4685955686037221602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4685955686037221602&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4685955686037221602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4685955686037221602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/04/hanging-easter-eggs.html' title='hanging Easter eggs'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2RKDjiNBsqw/TauAIlbMloI/AAAAAAAAK98/JSDdqqGPm4E/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7403385456374616927</id><published>2011-04-14T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:01:21.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spring bonnet</title><summary type='text'> I love babies in hats--they're very cute! And this one is special because all of the girls wore it when they were babies.Savannah thinks spring is so nice and really enjoyed the warm sun on her face! It makes her happy:)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7403385456374616927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7403385456374616927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7403385456374616927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7403385456374616927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='spring bonnet'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EGf2veS30ao/TaXj9etLYLI/AAAAAAAAK8M/2wpdOG8Rh3w/s72-c/bonnet2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-3787549991371737981</id><published>2011-04-09T12:58:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T10:03:04.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah around the house</title><summary type='text'>   her favorite toys--a pink flamingo and keys; our youngest to our oldest--5 mos to 15; learning how to walk in her walker--she can only go in reverse so far, but before long she'll be cruising around like that baby in the funny commercial! I can't believe she's 6 months old. She's come a long way since her tiny preemie days....getting bigger and bigger by the day. Everybody here loves Savannah </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/3787549991371737981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=3787549991371737981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3787549991371737981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3787549991371737981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/04/savannah-around-house.html' title='Savannah around the house'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PIhS6cb9kUg/TaCIFcwCyBI/AAAAAAAAK68/3VrYals6Xh4/s72-c/savannah5mos' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7071317128793004024</id><published>2011-04-05T23:19:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T09:46:08.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts--pregnancy, shopping, etc.</title><summary type='text'>Someone was asking me recently if we're planning on more children. I guess because we've been having them pretty regularly for awhile.....that's why it's asked...."I don't know"....they said,"wouldn't blame me if I did....some women would kill for having babies as easily as you've been able to." (not really so easy, but...I think I know what was meant. Just wondering though, kill who? me? From </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7071317128793004024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7071317128793004024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7071317128793004024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7071317128793004024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-thoughts-pregnancy-chickens-etc.html' title='random thoughts--pregnancy, shopping, etc.'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1066800847588073699</id><published>2011-04-01T16:32:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:58:31.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah's first big boy haircut</title><summary type='text'>....and he's really proud of it too!side note: notice all that food in the pantry--sure is full...anyway...back to the haircut--{before}dad got the honors this time....and {after}. He didn't like the haircutting process very much at all though. This is why I kept his hair longer because Jonah will only sit still for so long and a full haircut takes a long time:) We gave him candy (he held it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1066800847588073699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=1066800847588073699&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1066800847588073699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1066800847588073699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/04/jonahs-first-big-boy-haircut.html' title='Jonah&apos;s first big boy haircut'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PJJnjLgPdc/TZYhoJ-RH5I/AAAAAAAAK4c/0ApjL5-i4nY/s72-c/jonah%2Bhaircut2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7948192689010800494</id><published>2011-03-25T23:13:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T18:11:09.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>nice day</title><summary type='text'> Harry makes his appearance--he loves to get right in the middle of whatever's going on...funny cat...I think they were playing dinosaurs; the kids have had so much fun playing with this exercise ball last week...I think I'll have to get another one because they all want it at the same time--Emily is finding various ways the ball is useful...very comfy back support and of course, bouncing is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7948192689010800494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7948192689010800494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7948192689010800494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7948192689010800494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/03/nice-day.html' title='nice day'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-Rvx9oQHjU/TY1sy4vviII/AAAAAAAAK3Q/sTJhbGpl4dM/s72-c/harrydinosaurs' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8897660329585183761</id><published>2011-03-19T16:00:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:57:21.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fun family outing</title><summary type='text'> pictures that I finally downloaded from our outing last weekend (I have a picture just like the first one from 2007 on one of my slideshows when there were just six kids--it's hard even to imagine what it was like before Jonah and Savannah--I wonder if there'll be anymore--Jonah's shirt says 4 even though he's only 3, sizewise though he's 4 or 5--he's a big boy:); Savannah's getting so big--we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/8897660329585183761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=8897660329585183761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8897660329585183761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8897660329585183761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/03/fun-family-outing.html' title='fun family outing'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxatprGvWxs/TYUo6AiJfNI/AAAAAAAAK00/D9tuzoMRXBQ/s72-c/booker%2Bt' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4953028971965109078</id><published>2011-03-15T12:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T14:38:27.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>playing</title><summary type='text'>Audrey and Livy girls pretending to be deer running through the yard; Jonah was not happy and wouldn't give me a smile--he can poke his lip out very cute when he's not happy--he got alright after awhile:)Emily and Jonah planting pinwheels in the ground; Livy was so proud climbing the willow tree (pictures taken last weekend)Sunday, 3/13~We had a good time today. It was beautiful outside and we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4953028971965109078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4953028971965109078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/03/playing.html' title='playing'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oDBqni7qFkA/TX5Rtdr8yfI/AAAAAAAAKxM/TqopqEpUEmE/s72-c/march1' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-5515259199140420947</id><published>2011-03-08T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T11:51:51.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Livy and Jonah:)</title><summary type='text'>These two had a fun time together on a recent warm day, running and playing. Jonah likes to get his tools out and build things and Livy is his helper. We're looking forward to more warm days ahead! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/5515259199140420947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=5515259199140420947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5515259199140420947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/5515259199140420947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/03/livy-and-jonah.html' title='Livy and Jonah:)'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JvtYGqKpjx8/TXZ2DB-gbLI/AAAAAAAAKvs/tYG-7T9c2nA/s72-c/livy%2Bjonah' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-3324145375020351422</id><published>2011-03-01T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:38:42.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah:)</title><summary type='text'>Savannah makes me happy.....her pretty blue eyes and cute smile. Happy is always good! There are still days when I remember that hard place we were in the month before she was born and what we went through. Sometimes I hear things where people make it appear like it's so easy, pregnancy and having babies. Not always....actually, I don't think it's ever been easy though looking back. Sometimes, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/3324145375020351422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=3324145375020351422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3324145375020351422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3324145375020351422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/03/savannah.html' title='Savannah:)'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gaczTBgwusM/TW1HIvToA3I/AAAAAAAAKuo/eLrqgaM2A1Q/s72-c/savannah%2Bfeb%25232' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8291420090479682391</id><published>2011-02-23T11:39:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T17:25:17.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>advantages of having a large family</title><summary type='text'>I found this while browsing Lots of Kids website. I thought it brought up some good points and wanted to post it here."The following is an excerpt of an article written by educational consultant, James B. Stenson, of the website ParentLeadership.com" Advantages of Having a Large Family Consider how your family life benefits each of your children. How are your children strengthened to be better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/8291420090479682391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=8291420090479682391&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8291420090479682391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8291420090479682391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/02/advantages-of-having-large-family.html' title='advantages of having a large family'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6803850509610588337</id><published>2011-02-21T12:29:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T16:37:16.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The kids had fun on Valentine's. They made so many pretty things! It's a good holiday for making crafts and cards with all the glittery pink and red hearts and flowers. And they hit the jackpot on chocolate candy--lots and lots of it. Most everyone thinks our kids look so much alike (some didn't esp. with one), but looking at this picture, Audrey and Jonah really do resemble each other closely I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6803850509610588337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6803850509610588337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/02/kids-had-fun-on-valentines.html' title=''/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6YmbGp_BPo/TWKm8wmCXaI/AAAAAAAAKqo/C6xe2oRPw7Q/s72-c/valentines1' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-9122077240351969538</id><published>2011-02-12T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T16:10:31.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah's 4 months!....Harry, etc.</title><summary type='text'>Savannah all bundled (a little less than 4 mos. in the picture but close enough)--this is one of my favorite baby stages when they get all that cute baby fat; Harry enjoying a pat on the head (I'm worried about Harry because he hasn't been himself lately--I hope he gets better soon--he's a good friend to the family and I wouldn't want anything to happen to him); Dad and Savannah watching t.v. (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/9122077240351969538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=9122077240351969538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9122077240351969538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/9122077240351969538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/02/harry-enjoying-pat-on-head-dad-and.html' title='Savannah&apos;s 4 months!....Harry, etc.'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qX3eoilc4UY/TVWbLrTl_1I/AAAAAAAAKos/U9TOiNXXswg/s72-c/savannah%2Bcrochet' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7705412103109115448</id><published>2011-02-06T15:47:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:15:00.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's going on today</title><summary type='text'>Our weekend: Stayed up late watching a movie so slept in a little later this morning. Kenny put a roast in the crock pot for dinner. How nice is that? Throw a few carrots and potatoes in and we have an easy dinner. That's good because dinner can be a pain sometimes. Have 3 huge laundry baskets of clothes to fold. Read a couple of chapters of my exciting new book. I love good crime stories. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7705412103109115448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7705412103109115448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7705412103109115448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7705412103109115448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-going-on-today.html' title='what&apos;s going on today'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-2845476485885159636</id><published>2011-02-03T11:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T16:06:22.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>painting on a warm winter day</title><summary type='text'>  It was a nice warm day for February, perfect to get outside for a little bit. The girls played tag, running off some of their energy. Then we played ball. The girls like me to hit it up on the roof and let it fall back down for them to chase after and catch. Jonah came out to see what was going on all dressed up in his "worker" outfit (he puts his gloves, boots, and different hats on everyday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/2845476485885159636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=2845476485885159636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2845476485885159636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2845476485885159636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/02/painting-on-warm-winter-day.html' title='painting on a warm winter day'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TUogWh3dCUI/AAAAAAAAKlY/17DRtqqgyJQ/s72-c/mud1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7311993985302766735</id><published>2011-01-30T23:02:00.050-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T00:09:37.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>good times</title><summary type='text'> My favorite girls in the whole world (we were dressing up Savannah in her crocheted sweater, hat, and diaper cover that someone made--I wish I could do that--I should've spent more time learning from my grandmother who did it so well--if only I could go back again, I would've paid more attention; Haircut time--the boys keep me very busy with that (the girls are easy--just an occasional trim...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7311993985302766735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7311993985302766735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-times.html' title='good times'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TUY_7Q10pUI/AAAAAAAAKiM/yM68XPDAk6Y/s72-c/five%2Bgirls' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-3651467061565487481</id><published>2011-01-28T16:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T18:55:57.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah smiles:) 3 1/2 mos.</title><summary type='text'> Our bald little baby, proud and cute as can be! She just started chuckling along with her dimpled smile; Peaches has accepted her--I don't think the dogs were quite sure where she came from when she first arrived, but now they go on about their business as usual as if she's always been here; she loves, loves to be held watching what everyone is up to.I think she's going to have bright blue eyes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/3651467061565487481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=3651467061565487481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3651467061565487481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/3651467061565487481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/01/savannah-smiles-3-12-mos.html' title='Savannah smiles:) 3 1/2 mos.'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TUNBRvoFjZI/AAAAAAAAKhQ/9Lt1vD0L9CQ/s72-c/savannah%2Bsmiles1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-946586137750404502</id><published>2011-01-22T22:32:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T18:48:42.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gymnasts and an suv</title><summary type='text'>The girls are interested in taking gymnastics lessons maybe in the spring or summer so they started practicing with their new outfits they got for Christmas. They're learning how to do backbends and cartwheels and some ballet too. I use to love gymnastics when I was their age. We had a lot of fun doing back handsprings and round-offs as if we were headed to the Olympics (not hardly:), and back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/946586137750404502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=946586137750404502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/946586137750404502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/946586137750404502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/01/girls-are-interested-in-taking.html' title='gymnasts and an suv'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TTuvS95Ud8I/AAAAAAAAKe4/TO2P55hmj50/s72-c/gymnastics1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-57955182452578563</id><published>2011-01-20T15:26:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T18:49:46.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>busy appt week</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it's Thursday already! Another busy week of appts....the dentist, Savannah's synagis, and my appt. I'm glad I was finally able to get to see the dentist for a check-up since I was supposed to go back in the summer but had to postpone because of the hospitalizations. Savannah weighed 11 lbs. 3 oz. at her weigh-in so she's a normal sized baby for her age. She still fits in newborn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/57955182452578563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/57955182452578563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-cant-believe-its-thursday-already.html' title='busy appt week'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4297214663211489891</id><published>2011-01-16T19:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T18:46:32.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry and the horsefield</title><summary type='text'> I'm really getting behind. I was digging through some pictures from my old camera and found these from our visit to the horse field from back in November. I'm finally using my new one, which I'm enjoying, but I have to get use to it with all the new settings. I already have some photos to download but just haven't found time. There's a common theme to these pictures which the kids love to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4297214663211489891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4297214663211489891&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4297214663211489891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4297214663211489891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-really-getting-behind.html' title='Harry and the horsefield'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TTOhGwF_V3I/AAAAAAAAKdo/9EObobrWIB0/s72-c/log_horse_field2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6609798186920183222</id><published>2011-01-08T23:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T16:26:25.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah~~3 months old!</title><summary type='text'>Savannah is the sweetest baby--very content and happy. We love this age when she's cuddly and small, and starting to smile really big. Everything else stops when she gives us a smile. The kids love looking at her and helping put socks on or tucking her blanket in around her. And she's got the cutest little bald head with a little peach fuzz growing in on top. Wouldn't it be nice to always have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/6609798186920183222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=6609798186920183222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6609798186920183222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6609798186920183222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/01/savannah3-months-old.html' title='Savannah~~3 months old!'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TSi26GbTS2I/AAAAAAAAKaY/LlrUYl4Mnd4/s72-c/savannah%2B3%2Bmos%2B1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4739861814868326652</id><published>2011-01-06T19:15:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T17:42:36.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remembering Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><title type='text'>murals, memories, and time</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a little busy. I had to call early for an appt. at the internist office before I went to the testing. The early appt. was totally unexpected but I'm glad they were able to see me on such short notice. Then I had to go to another office to the ultrasound which took about an hour and a half waiting, signing papers, and getting things done. Then after that drive across town to the lab </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4739861814868326652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4739861814868326652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/01/will-i-ever-get-it-all-done.html' title='murals, memories, and time'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TSZaccaAKUI/AAAAAAAAKY8/krHJye7y8xw/s72-c/mural%2B3' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-2620804353343163014</id><published>2011-01-02T22:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:39:46.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>busy new year already</title><summary type='text'>Another busy weekend. Cleaning out the pantry/straightening/getting rid of stuff and putting Christmas toys together--does it ever end--lol (not that I want it to--what else would be doing--sitting around eating bon-bons?;) I'll bet Goodwill is booming with business right now with all the donated stuff coming in from overcrowded houses. I found a broken Christmas ornament in one of the Bruder </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/2620804353343163014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=2620804353343163014&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2620804353343163014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2620804353343163014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2011/01/busy-new-year-already.html' title='busy new year already'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1998009633317782780</id><published>2010-12-30T17:30:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:13:59.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cameras, cats and chickens, concerts....</title><summary type='text'>I'm getting so behind on pictures. I haven't been able to take as many lately in spite of having two digital cameras that I can't wait to try out. One is Kenny's and one is mine. He said I could choose the one I want and he'll take the other. I think I'll choose the cool retro looking black one. Brandon and Laura get our still-good-condition old ones, although their Christmas ipods take pictures </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/1998009633317782780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=1998009633317782780&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1998009633317782780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1998009633317782780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2010/12/cameras-chickens-and-cats-concerts.html' title='cameras, cats and chickens, concerts....'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TR0Lo9JfqsI/AAAAAAAAKXY/2MHfuA2ftvI/s72-c/gigi%2Bbirds' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7362615702844463169</id><published>2010-12-28T19:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:00:46.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>taking down the tree, can't wait to paint...</title><summary type='text'>Christmas is over. Not a bad thing (not because we didn't enjoy it because it was fun spending time with family, opening gifts, having a nice meal, etc.) But we've had the tree up for a month and I'm ready to get back to normal. Now we can move on to other things because there's plenty to do. We took the tree down yesterday. I still have the upstairs to organize and downstairs--pretty much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7362615702844463169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7362615702844463169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2010/12/taking-down-tree-cant-wait-to-paint.html' title='taking down the tree, can&apos;t wait to paint...'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-6168165725071682839</id><published>2010-12-24T11:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:10:32.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas gifts</title><summary type='text'>Two months since Savannah's arrival, I finally gathered all 8 children together for a photo. It's not an easy task getting everyone in good position, especially the little ones--and then get eye contact, wide awake babies:), no thumbs in mouth:), and big smiles.........so I ended up taking 3 different ones....they had to play musical chairs for about 10 mins. but they were good sports about it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6168165725071682839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/6168165725071682839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2010/12/eight-christmas-gifts-and-crowded-mall.html' title='My Christmas gifts'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TQ5mDbsoidI/AAAAAAAAKUg/ZwWBXghDSuI/s72-c/christmas%2B2010%2B1' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4544920564152330624</id><published>2010-12-22T18:49:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T17:25:02.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CT scan</title><summary type='text'>Is it a CT scan or CAT scan? I don't know but I have to get one done tomorrow. I just read an article about the enormous amount of radiation that comes along with this test. But not knowing what's going on is maybe even more concerning--unless of course it comes back negative. That's what I want but then I've been exposed to all that radiation unnecessarily. Don't like that one little bit. I'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4544920564152330624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4544920564152330624&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4544920564152330624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4544920564152330624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2010/12/ct-scan-and-revised-post.html' title='CT scan'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-4786131437988562980</id><published>2010-12-20T22:25:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T15:35:25.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wrapping presents, bills, and funny Jonah</title><summary type='text'>I'm in the midst of wrapping Christmas gifts five days before Christmas. Brandon and Laura helped me with some of their brothers and sisters gifts (and Dad's too:) Last year, I tackled it by myself and this year decided to ask for help. It can be a little overwhelming if I don't watch out. So I'm grateful for their help. Tomorrow I have a drs. appt to see how my blood pressure is doing. At home, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/4786131437988562980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=4786131437988562980&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4786131437988562980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/4786131437988562980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2010/12/wrapping-presents-bills-and-funny-jonah.html' title='wrapping presents, bills, and funny Jonah'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TRAslWkc6iI/AAAAAAAAKU0/GibVynuZf5o/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-2545954726374424217</id><published>2010-12-18T19:45:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T22:43:41.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah--10 wks. and shopping</title><summary type='text'>Savannah's getting big--9 lbs 6 oz and 21 in. Basically the size of a 3-week-old newborn which is what she might've been if she had been born on her due date. She's doing really well and almost outgrowing her newborn clothes at 10 wks. old. One of the employees there happens to live in our neck of the woods and goes to the local church. Who knew we'd meet somebody all the way across another </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/2545954726374424217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=2545954726374424217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2545954726374424217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/2545954726374424217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2010/12/savannah-and-shopping.html' title='Savannah--10 wks. and shopping'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-1213810163413821055</id><published>2010-12-15T21:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T17:44:53.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remembering Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>busy weekend and 3 yrs. ago...remembering Africa</title><summary type='text'> the girls love these reindeer ears--especially Audrey who loves anything deer right now; Ben is king for a day It seems like everything was scheduled for this past weekend. We had a fun time celebrating Ben and Jonah's birthday--I can't believe he's 3 already--seems like just yesterday we were bringing him home. A lot has happened since then..... *Remembering Liberia.....Jonah's birthday every </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1213810163413821055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/1213810163413821055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2010/12/busy-weekend-and-3-yrs-ago.html' title='busy weekend and 3 yrs. ago...remembering Africa'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TQkhSNM5LuI/AAAAAAAAKSk/wRgqYhfmV4U/s72-c/reindeers' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-7023120734446797498</id><published>2010-12-12T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:05:38.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some favorite photos &amp; a birthday</title><summary type='text'> nothing like sitting by the barn with the warm sun shining down; dad and Livy and Jonah headed to the horse pond. These photos make me happy:) I love my family.Happy 11th birthday Ben! To the kindest, most talented artist I know. I am so fortunate to be your mom. Birthday pictures coming soon. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/7023120734446797498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=7023120734446797498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7023120734446797498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/7023120734446797498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2010/12/dad-livy-and-jonah.html' title='some favorite photos &amp; a birthday'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TQVGOnEcAPI/AAAAAAAAKP8/KEDYp3284n8/s72-c/dad%2Bjonah%2Blivy%2B1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7549016427727356398.post-8096795876289048933</id><published>2010-12-10T16:03:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:11:16.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>visiting our horses &amp; blood pressure</title><summary type='text'>Livy, Dad, and Jonah were feeding Rain and Bunny some bread and apples on this day. Rain loves a visit anytime she can get it. I'm so glad we can have a peaceful place to come home to. The horses have given us a special place to visit and we really enjoy them. My blood pressure is so much better since Monday. Almost anything is better than 220/120's--I'm happy with 130's/70's--much more tolerable</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/feeds/8096795876289048933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7549016427727356398&amp;postID=8096795876289048933&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8096795876289048933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7549016427727356398/posts/default/8096795876289048933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightwaiting.blogspot.com/2010/12/visiting-our-horses.html' title='visiting our horses &amp; blood pressure'/><author><name>~tmc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10202883304754644032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L7iCgXZg7eQ/TjMgzNgNCrI/AAAAAAAALZY/h014vDKGOtQ/s220/momandgirls2'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fidr3TFd9Dc/TQKWaDOCPOI/AAAAAAAAKNI/y57aQGvuACA/s72-c/dad%2Bhorsefield%2B2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
