<?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-315584749400598571</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:13:06.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise Tales</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2076030286897762394</id><published>2009-08-13T19:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:34:08.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>three amigos go rock climbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SoSioYgktbI/AAAAAAAABTA/f3OVdtVvdpk/s1600-h/st+peters+village.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369595470390015410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SoSioYgktbI/AAAAAAAABTA/f3OVdtVvdpk/s400/st+peters+village.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well, boulder climbing at least...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2076030286897762394?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2076030286897762394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2076030286897762394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2076030286897762394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2076030286897762394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-amigos-go-rock-climbing.html' title='three amigos go rock climbing'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SoSioYgktbI/AAAAAAAABTA/f3OVdtVvdpk/s72-c/st+peters+village.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-8663146291688192979</id><published>2009-07-02T05:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T06:08:41.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>everything &amp; nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SkyFKdy_D6I/AAAAAAAABS4/kDWMRPpbRao/s1600-h/june+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353800471880339362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SkyFKdy_D6I/AAAAAAAABS4/kDWMRPpbRao/s400/june+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just a quick post to say that we are lovin' our summer! It's been busy and relaxed, too. Sometimes I leave my camera at home and, truthfully, even when I do get good photos, I'd rather be outside than inside scrapping &amp;amp; blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had VBS, a family camping trip with day at amusement park, fun outings, and we spend most afternoons at the pool. But our absolute favorite destination?  Home.  We love our new place, the neighborhood, and our new friends who live nearby. Most evenings find us here grilling and watching the kids run around playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem like nothing, but it is truly everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-8663146291688192979?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/8663146291688192979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=8663146291688192979' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8663146291688192979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8663146291688192979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/07/everything-nothing.html' title='everything &amp; nothing'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SkyFKdy_D6I/AAAAAAAABS4/kDWMRPpbRao/s72-c/june+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7047424431357879925</id><published>2009-06-03T15:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:28:31.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what we're up to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SibcIEkn53I/AAAAAAAABSw/E6QdqYHbPFY/s1600-h/Baby,+i%27m+in+love!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343200039146088306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SibcIEkn53I/AAAAAAAABSw/E6QdqYHbPFY/s400/Baby,+i%27m+in+love!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We visited my cousin's new baby and she is darling. Chloe was completely mesmerized. The baby's big sister and Chloe finally got detached and spent a wonderful afternoon together (cracks me up that Chloe practically tackled big sis to get near the baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sibbwvgkv_I/AAAAAAAABSo/xVoaSK1frA8/s1600-h/newspaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343199638354968562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sibbwvgkv_I/AAAAAAAABSo/xVoaSK1frA8/s400/newspaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and has it come to this? Four year olds intently and grimly reading the daily news? I looked over and saw Chloe going through the paper as if she were actually reading it...probably same expression she sees me wear when I read it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7047424431357879925?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7047424431357879925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7047424431357879925' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7047424431357879925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7047424431357879925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-were-up-to.html' title='what we&apos;re up to...'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SibcIEkn53I/AAAAAAAABSw/E6QdqYHbPFY/s72-c/Baby,+i%27m+in+love!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2226753252440452891</id><published>2009-05-27T09:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:01:53.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sh1GT9YFwxI/AAAAAAAABSg/vFs5bh-D0ps/s1600-h/holland+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340502041838338834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sh1GT9YFwxI/AAAAAAAABSg/vFs5bh-D0ps/s400/holland+2009+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sh1Doi5rQ7I/AAAAAAAABSY/K933rYTyu-o/s1600-h/holland+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340499096973820850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sh1Doi5rQ7I/AAAAAAAABSY/K933rYTyu-o/s400/holland+2009+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sh1ALlvRa0I/AAAAAAAABSQ/bbSkR_WTsUE/s1600-h/IMG_6653.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We traveled to Holland, Michigan - one of our favorite destinations! It's a one day drive and we take the motorhome and stay in a great campground. We were blessed with beautiful sunny days to enjoy the beach, pool, hot tub, bike rides, and some much needed family time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlight is getting to reunite with the Vanfarowe Family - we met Mary on the adoption trip and their daughter is from the same SWI program (Tuan Feng) as Chloe. It is just a joy to catch up with them and have the girls together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2226753252440452891?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2226753252440452891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2226753252440452891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2226753252440452891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2226753252440452891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazing-weekend.html' title='amazing weekend!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sh1GT9YFwxI/AAAAAAAABSg/vFs5bh-D0ps/s72-c/holland+2009+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4985417487180621832</id><published>2009-05-07T15:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:48:41.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ladder ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-54.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752350155860&amp;amp;site=widget-54.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752350155860&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-54.slide.com/p1/576460752350155860/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752350155860&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-54.slide.com/p2/576460752350155860/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752350155860&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-54.slide.com/p4/576460752350155860/bb_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cannot get over how Chloe can assemble things!  Maybe it's because it's challenging for me. Really....she did most of it herself with just a little direction and strength from me. Now we can play!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(would have been even easier without all the hair in her eyes. sigh.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4985417487180621832?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4985417487180621832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4985417487180621832' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4985417487180621832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4985417487180621832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='ladder ball'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7858349747290402316</id><published>2009-05-05T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:19:27.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>posing with my posy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SgCtUxEAupI/AAAAAAAABSI/E6wmYFSCXTI/s1600-h/posy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332452531085818514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SgCtUxEAupI/AAAAAAAABSI/E6wmYFSCXTI/s400/posy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7858349747290402316?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7858349747290402316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7858349747290402316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7858349747290402316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7858349747290402316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/05/posing-with-my-posy.html' title='posing with my posy'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SgCtUxEAupI/AAAAAAAABSI/E6wmYFSCXTI/s72-c/posy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-5404506333366103118</id><published>2009-04-19T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:20:13.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shave &amp; a haircut...two bits!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Set5PVtbgyI/AAAAAAAABR8/6mZRK9rbXRU/s1600-h/shave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326484288728433442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Set5PVtbgyI/AAAAAAAABR8/6mZRK9rbXRU/s400/shave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what can I say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-5404506333366103118?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/5404506333366103118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=5404506333366103118' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5404506333366103118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5404506333366103118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/04/shave-haircuttwo-bits.html' title='shave &amp;amp; a haircut...two bits!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Set5PVtbgyI/AAAAAAAABR8/6mZRK9rbXRU/s72-c/shave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3836272809545444993</id><published>2009-04-16T16:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:26:19.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a strange martini....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SeeTy8BPzgI/AAAAAAAABR0/WC1ihA0YyZ0/s1600-h/cocktail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325387587703000578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SeeTy8BPzgI/AAAAAAAABR0/WC1ihA0YyZ0/s400/cocktail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was pulling weeds in the flower bed and Chloe was harvesting dandelions. I looked and noticed her unusual gardening vessel - how cute is that?  (how she made the connnection - a couple weeks ago I had floated some of the forlorn flower heads in water in that when Chloe presented them to me - I guess she thinks that's what it's for!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3836272809545444993?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3836272809545444993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3836272809545444993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3836272809545444993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3836272809545444993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/04/strange-martini.html' title='a strange martini....'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SeeTy8BPzgI/AAAAAAAABR0/WC1ihA0YyZ0/s72-c/cocktail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7590422557965405988</id><published>2009-03-30T13:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:32:53.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbeeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SdEBzjvFJkI/AAAAAAAABRs/M4ddd5wwmNQ/s1600-h/IMG_6491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319034620178933314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SdEBzjvFJkI/AAAAAAAABRs/M4ddd5wwmNQ/s400/IMG_6491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe's explanation of Grant watching his diet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy isn't eating more pretzels because his HEARTBEEP is too high.  Mommy's HEARTBEEP is low, my HEARTBEEP is just right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7590422557965405988?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7590422557965405988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7590422557965405988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7590422557965405988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7590422557965405988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/03/heartbeeps.html' title='heartbeeps'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SdEBzjvFJkI/AAAAAAAABRs/M4ddd5wwmNQ/s72-c/IMG_6491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2260883708741003168</id><published>2009-03-26T14:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T14:32:10.294-04:00</updated><title type='text'>latch hook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/ScvJFQg4_4I/AAAAAAAABRk/R6ywqgRETls/s1600-h/latch+hook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317564877210451842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/ScvJFQg4_4I/AAAAAAAABRk/R6ywqgRETls/s400/latch+hook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of Chloe's best things has always been her fine motor skills. her little fingers are quite precise - so we decided to give this a try and she can do it! we'll see if she is mature enough to stay with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2260883708741003168?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2260883708741003168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2260883708741003168' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2260883708741003168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2260883708741003168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/03/latch-hook.html' title='latch hook'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/ScvJFQg4_4I/AAAAAAAABRk/R6ywqgRETls/s72-c/latch+hook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-5845402460410845887</id><published>2009-03-15T16:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:00:09.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>jobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sb1qZQ4cR5I/AAAAAAAABRc/4Rrxdh5tJmI/s1600-h/IMG_6485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313520117628028818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sb1qZQ4cR5I/AAAAAAAABRc/4Rrxdh5tJmI/s400/IMG_6485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sb1qYxYP8FI/AAAAAAAABRU/ymd0msuSyuY/s1600-h/IMG_6483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313520109171503186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sb1qYxYP8FI/AAAAAAAABRU/ymd0msuSyuY/s400/IMG_6483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the kind of thing that they do in school - 'sorting jobs'. it always amazes me the simplicity of this particular activity (here she's sorting pine cones into bowls with different kitchen tongs). Chloe's classroom is full of these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, this particular sorting job led to a vacuuming job for me, but that's okay, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-5845402460410845887?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/5845402460410845887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=5845402460410845887' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5845402460410845887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5845402460410845887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/03/jobs.html' title='jobs'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/Sb1qZQ4cR5I/AAAAAAAABRc/4Rrxdh5tJmI/s72-c/IMG_6485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3035189813406397059</id><published>2009-03-06T12:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:46:43.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tell it to the ear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SbFf5Ua0akI/AAAAAAAABRM/Bs08hqwS6JY/s1600-h/ear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310130873984903746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SbFf5Ua0akI/AAAAAAAABRM/Bs08hqwS6JY/s400/ear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there is an ear like this in Chloe's classroom. last year, at orientation, her teachers explained it is to re-direct the tattletales. haven't heard anything about the ear since then UNTIL this week. seems as though Chloe has entered that inevitable stage of tattling and has been instructed to 'tell it to the ear' (often!) it's really quite comical -- her teachers also noted that kids will stand back there and have long dialogues with 'the ear'. perhaps tattling, like confession, is good for the soul? maybe every household needs one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3035189813406397059?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3035189813406397059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3035189813406397059' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3035189813406397059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3035189813406397059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/03/tell-it-to-ear.html' title='tell it to the ear'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SbFf5Ua0akI/AAAAAAAABRM/Bs08hqwS6JY/s72-c/ear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7811915110580385005</id><published>2009-02-23T14:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:20:19.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Network Chloe style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-52.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752345581650&amp;amp;site=widget-52.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752345581650&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-52.slide.com/p1/576460752345581650/bb_t041_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SaAChZL9qMI/AAAAAAAABQ0/KymmbxTh8gY/s400/silly+saturday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2464375829635412425?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2464375829635412425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2464375829635412425' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2464375829635412425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2464375829635412425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/02/silly-saturday.html' title='silly saturday'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SaAChZL9qMI/AAAAAAAABQ0/KymmbxTh8gY/s72-c/silly+saturday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3092989187408770124</id><published>2009-02-17T18:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:51:37.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe's older gentleman friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZtK72I6FgI/AAAAAAAABQs/sabCxhZX1aw/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303915378164504066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZtK72I6FgI/AAAAAAAABQs/sabCxhZX1aw/s400/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we live across the cul-de-sac street from this nice boy, who is a year older than Chloe. he is very active, well-mannered, and puts up with the no-nap, exhausted, moody bossiness that Chloe puts out from 4:00 - 7:00 p.m.  (I'm grateful, because then I don't have to!) usually they are in action with trampolines, scooters, bikes, sleds - but I got 'em on camera tonite doing art.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I call him a gentleman, because he walks Chloe home from the neighbors, gets her scooter or bike for her, and generally looks out for her.  She likes to reciprocate by inviting him for lunch, hot chocolate, snack, or gum.  funny little kids....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3092989187408770124?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3092989187408770124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3092989187408770124' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3092989187408770124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3092989187408770124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/02/chloes-older-gentleman-friend.html' title='Chloe&apos;s older gentleman friend'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZtK72I6FgI/AAAAAAAABQs/sabCxhZX1aw/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6381613140902155263</id><published>2009-02-16T16:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:45:24.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>grateful for glue dots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZneMqVYksI/AAAAAAAABQk/4CjmKHqCQMk/s1600-h/glue+dots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303514345309246146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZneMqVYksI/AAAAAAAABQk/4CjmKHqCQMk/s400/glue+dots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; those of you familiar with Veggie Tales will appreciate that she was half singing/half muttering "The Bunny, the Bunny, oh I love the Bunny" from Rack, Shack, and Benny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6381613140902155263?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6381613140902155263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6381613140902155263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6381613140902155263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6381613140902155263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/02/grateful-for-glue-dots.html' title='grateful for glue dots'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZneMqVYksI/AAAAAAAABQk/4CjmKHqCQMk/s72-c/glue+dots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7009023866911336205</id><published>2009-02-10T11:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:33:33.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what we're up to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZGqm4E3urI/AAAAAAAABQc/BoYxeR3RT7w/s1600-h/valentine+cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301205821256350386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZGqm4E3urI/AAAAAAAABQc/BoYxeR3RT7w/s400/valentine+cupcakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; before and after the cupcake shot - before: mommy removing the tubs of Betty Crocker frosting &amp;amp; cake mix boxes. after: all of the cupcakes sliding off the tray. still want one?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZGqmldpcTI/AAAAAAAABQU/RskheEiHnvQ/s1600-h/jenga+genius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301205816259998002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZGqmldpcTI/AAAAAAAABQU/RskheEiHnvQ/s400/jenga+genius.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she's actually quite good at Jenga - and it's quick, easy, and challenging enough to be fun for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZGqmVZIF1I/AAAAAAAABQM/Ec7xUhhCdYI/s1600-h/cinderella+work+ethic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301205811946067794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZGqmVZIF1I/AAAAAAAABQM/Ec7xUhhCdYI/s400/cinderella+work+ethic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not make her do these things: she offers and asks. The fireplace sweeping is a favorite of hers -- not mine! Chloe does love to do as much cleaning as I let her. I usually don't go back over her work; because of this our home is a little bit clean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is EATING and SLEEPING in big ways lately. She astonishes us with her eating and although isn't a regular napper has been falling asleep at strange (and awkward) times. Consequently, I was out picking up some new clothes for the long legged beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7009023866911336205?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7009023866911336205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7009023866911336205' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7009023866911336205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7009023866911336205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-were-up-to.html' title='what we&apos;re up to...'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZGqm4E3urI/AAAAAAAABQc/BoYxeR3RT7w/s72-c/valentine+cupcakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-1123856885607219221</id><published>2009-02-09T14:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:57:51.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship given &amp; received</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZCA7s7CRnI/AAAAAAAABP8/ldP_uaOKxMw/s1600-h/loveyaward%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300878524574484082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZCA7s7CRnI/AAAAAAAABP8/ldP_uaOKxMw/s400/loveyaward%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given this blog friendship award from Margaret at &lt;a href="http://journeytobabybecky.blogspot.com/"&gt;JourneyToBabyMiracle.&lt;/a&gt; Thanks so much, you probably want to take it back since it took so long for me to post it! I wanted to wait to post it until I re-did my blog and kept putting off THAT task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stop in and visit Margaret and leave a comment -- she's going through a difficult time and she shows exceptional grace, strength, and courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to pass on the award to my FCC Lancaster Friends who blog and I count as friends in 'real life', too. Accept this award with my admiration and thanks for your friendship. I'm a better person for knowing you and for reading your blogs. Post it if you want, award to others if you wish, ignore it if life is crazy. Most of all -- know that you are appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kdetter.wordpress.com/"&gt;theinvisible...&lt;/a&gt; you inspire me with your beautifully expressed and honest posts - and you are just fun to be around, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cavaticasweb.wordpress.com/"&gt;cavatica:&lt;/a&gt; wish we could hang out more -- maybe this summer -- your blog always makes me think, smirk, smile, or all 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bennettsauder.blogspot.com/"&gt;bennett:&lt;/a&gt; your family is so wonderful and I cannot believe anyone can be so thoughtful and kind, I'm proud to consider you a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://meimeijournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;meimeijournal:&lt;/a&gt; you have a lovely heart and are generous in every way possible - we miss seeing you most every week and hope we can get together lots this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://storm-the-castle.blogspot.com/"&gt;stormingthecastle:&lt;/a&gt; we've been watching Princess Bride a lot around here, too! Seriously - I'm so glad you started a blog - you are an awesome photographer and all around incredibly creative person -- and you make me laugh.  Visit her boutique: &lt;a href="http://www.flyawayhomeclothing.com/"&gt;flyawayhomeclothing.&lt;/a&gt; Amazing, affordable, well made clothing. Chloe always wants to wear a 'miss jen dress'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines Week - love to all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-1123856885607219221?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/1123856885607219221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=1123856885607219221' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1123856885607219221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1123856885607219221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/02/friendship-given-received.html' title='friendship given &amp; received'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZCA7s7CRnI/AAAAAAAABP8/ldP_uaOKxMw/s72-c/loveyaward%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4118669159667505511</id><published>2009-01-29T16:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:14:32.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dancin' away the winter blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SYIZlBsOFbI/AAAAAAAABPM/ZSg6U2itAFY/s1600-h/lpcw+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296824235640886706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SYIZlBsOFbI/AAAAAAAABPM/ZSg6U2itAFY/s400/lpcw+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Chloe's second year of doing &lt;a href="http://www.lpcw.com/"&gt;LittlePeopleCreativeWorkshop.&lt;/a&gt;  Last year, she mostly sat in my lap for the 'informance'. This year...she was a much more enthusiastic participant, eager to perform and show all she's learned. This program is an extra at her preschool and it is a combination of dance, theater, and storytelling. Chloe adores it (and her lovely sweet teacher, Miss Liz). The informance was really a lot of fun - they were well prepared, and each one did a fabulous job today! Chloe has become quite the little actress at home as well, we play charades as a family and Grant &amp;amp; I get such a kick out of her pantomine skills.  She also enjoys to act out Bible stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to keep her moving, I took her to a gymnastics class this week. It was a surprise trip for her after school, and she was somewhat apprehensive at first, but totally sparkled and bounced through the whole class - I was so pleased to see her mood boosted by the movement and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this PLUS playing in the snow needs some fuel:  we've been doing a lot of baking this week. We've made everyone's favorite cookie:  Grant - Oatmeal Raisin, Janelle - Molasses Crinkles, and Chloe - Chocolate Chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4118669159667505511?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4118669159667505511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4118669159667505511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4118669159667505511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4118669159667505511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/01/dancin-away-winter-blues.html' title='dancin&apos; away the winter blues'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SYIZlBsOFbI/AAAAAAAABPM/ZSg6U2itAFY/s72-c/lpcw+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6207432127988593480</id><published>2009-01-26T14:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:58:23.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrating the year of the ox!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SX4STS9nTYI/AAAAAAAABPE/HR9NRoXnE_g/s1600-h/cny+2009+c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295690334551362946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SX4STS9nTYI/AAAAAAAABPE/HR9NRoXnE_g/s400/cny+2009+c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SX4STa5nEHI/AAAAAAAABO8/HNlh1Aat1UM/s1600-h/cny2009+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295690336682053746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SX4STa5nEHI/AAAAAAAABO8/HNlh1Aat1UM/s400/cny2009+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SX4SS_L8P-I/AAAAAAAABO0/2A4wHMMJTyQ/s1600-h/cny+2009+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295690329242746850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SX4SS_L8P-I/AAAAAAAABO0/2A4wHMMJTyQ/s400/cny+2009+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a fun Chinese New Year party with our fcc friends; the collaborative effort included fun crafts, gorgeous decorations, TONS of delicious food, dragon dance parade, moon bounce slide, bubble wrap firecrackers, and best of all - old and new friends and the pleasure of visiting together and playing with our beautiful children. see more photos &lt;a href="http://www.meimeijournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://storm-the-castle.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6207432127988593480?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6207432127988593480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6207432127988593480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6207432127988593480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6207432127988593480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/01/celebrating-year-of-ox.html' title='celebrating the year of the ox!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SX4STS9nTYI/AAAAAAAABPE/HR9NRoXnE_g/s72-c/cny+2009+c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-1539842099141939284</id><published>2009-01-18T17:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:26:15.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SXOro2Vu7VI/AAAAAAAABOE/Y4RRgD_UMgo/s1600-h/crab+feast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292762705360252242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SXOro2Vu7VI/AAAAAAAABOE/Y4RRgD_UMgo/s400/crab+feast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what could be better?  playing in the snow then running inside for king crab legs!  Chloe's not a big eater, but she can pick crabs and put them away with the best of them...she's getting pretty good with the crab crackers, too! Grant is the Master Seafood Steamer  : ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-1539842099141939284?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/1539842099141939284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=1539842099141939284' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1539842099141939284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1539842099141939284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-is-good.html' title='life is good'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SXOro2Vu7VI/AAAAAAAABOE/Y4RRgD_UMgo/s72-c/crab+feast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2569914577563791870</id><published>2009-01-14T20:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:14:30.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>she likes it here, too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SW6MSoSw9mI/AAAAAAAABN8/P0P-_UtmAKI/s1600-h/IMG_6289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291320863888569954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SW6MSoSw9mI/AAAAAAAABN8/P0P-_UtmAKI/s400/IMG_6289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...however, she's been one tough customer lately.  Nightmares, back talking, flip outs, you name it!  Winter blahs? Something else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2569914577563791870?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2569914577563791870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2569914577563791870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2569914577563791870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2569914577563791870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/01/she-likes-it-here-too.html' title='she likes it here, too!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SW6MSoSw9mI/AAAAAAAABN8/P0P-_UtmAKI/s72-c/IMG_6289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3226375674791141551</id><published>2009-01-14T14:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:47:56.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>think he likes it here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SW5BMp_68hI/AAAAAAAABNs/GfbVo3Uz62k/s1600-h/IMG_6288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291238297895105042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SW5BMp_68hI/AAAAAAAABNs/GfbVo3Uz62k/s400/IMG_6288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...well, he does &amp;amp; so do we! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3226375674791141551?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3226375674791141551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3226375674791141551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3226375674791141551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3226375674791141551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/01/think-he-likes-it-here.html' title='think he likes it here?'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SW5BMp_68hI/AAAAAAAABNs/GfbVo3Uz62k/s72-c/IMG_6288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2513766187498187863</id><published>2009-01-08T12:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:49:46.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>scissors and bananas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWY6QftTvDI/AAAAAAAABNk/pqEPh8-kBcs/s1600-h/IMG_6264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288978867457080370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWY6QftTvDI/AAAAAAAABNk/pqEPh8-kBcs/s400/IMG_6264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWY6PloUImI/AAAAAAAABNc/NYviXI7obeE/s1600-h/IMG_6265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288978851866878562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWY6PloUImI/AAAAAAAABNc/NYviXI7obeE/s400/IMG_6265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, the inevitable happened. Chloe chopped her hair. Actually, it could have been MUCH worse (and she thinks it looks cute). And I reacted calmly - no screaming, crying, or yelling. After all --it's just hair and it will grow. But, darn it, I really liked her hairstyle. And am oddly depressed. You see, she chopped off the very front piece that has always been thicker and longer than the rest of it. Those of you who were with us on the adoption trip may remember she had that very thick hair in front that stuck straight out. Those who knew Chloe in her twos will remember the daily waterspout. So, in some ways I guess I'm mourning her babyhood and some of her identity as I've known it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In an effort to stick to my word of 2009, MINDFUL, and living in the moment - I share with you the current Chloe-ism that cracks us up. It's just a reminder to myself that our days are full of all kinds of moments to live in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE BANANAS HAVE HATCHED!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I purchased some green bananas and explained to Chloe that we couldn't eat them because they were not ripe. She questioned me about this and seemed accepting of the ripening process. The next day, when one showed signs of yellow - she announced to us that the bananas were hatching (ripening). So we have the daily 'banana hatching report' this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2513766187498187863?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2513766187498187863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2513766187498187863' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2513766187498187863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2513766187498187863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/01/scissors-and-bananas.html' title='scissors and bananas'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWY6QftTvDI/AAAAAAAABNk/pqEPh8-kBcs/s72-c/IMG_6264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6829600740232148163</id><published>2009-01-07T11:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:31:54.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>attention all girl (and boy) scouts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWTX3n1JKYI/AAAAAAAABNU/M-5-RZ0UZpE/s1600-h/firewood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288589213024463234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWTX3n1JKYI/AAAAAAAABNU/M-5-RZ0UZpE/s400/firewood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of our favorite things about our new house is the double-sided stacked stone fireplace that we can appreciate in two rooms. we've been enjoying the warmth, roasting hot dogs, making s'mores, and the coziness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we're NOT enjoying is the smoke! many times we start out well, and as the fire dwindles; the house becomes very smoky &amp;amp; we retreat elsewhere to escape. any advice is welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe &amp;amp; I have been reading the "Little House on the Prarie" series. I got her to help me move some wood in after reading how Laura &amp;amp; Mary Ingalls did that for their daily chore! She really got into the spirit of the job, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6829600740232148163?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6829600740232148163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6829600740232148163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6829600740232148163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6829600740232148163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/01/attention-all-girl-and-boy-scouts.html' title='attention all girl (and boy) scouts!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWTX3n1JKYI/AAAAAAAABNU/M-5-RZ0UZpE/s72-c/firewood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-79379585425989282</id><published>2009-01-04T15:05:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:32:10.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWEcg0Y6ZpI/AAAAAAAABNM/UdO-erYIv6s/s1600-h/IMG_6257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538787654198930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWEcg0Y6ZpI/AAAAAAAABNM/UdO-erYIv6s/s400/IMG_6257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hiphiphubei.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, our sermon at church was magnificent and we were encouraged to strengthen our spiritual selves for upcoming trials and tests by engaging in spiritual disciplines. Many of the practices suggested resonated with me and I hope to take them with me in 2009. However, when I came home and read the following post on &lt;a href="http://www.hiphiphubei.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; (password protected) blog at Hip, Hip Hubei, I felt challenged to narrow it down a little more and challenge myself to select and commit to one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel free to remind me when you notice I've forgotten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the challenge post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Can you identify a single word that sums up what you want for yourself in 2009?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It can be something tangible or intangible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It could be a thought or a feeling or an emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It can be singular or plural. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The key is to find something that has personal meaning for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is not your mother's word or your spouse's word or your child's word - this is YOUR word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One little word can have big meaning in your life if you allow yourself to be open to the possibilities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here's one thing that is totally interesting: sometimes a word will pop into your brain and it will not make any sense to you right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give it some time. Let it percolate a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have often found that our hearts speak to us in very unique ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe this is a word you need to hear but just aren't ready for it yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again, be open to the possibilities."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My one word for 2009? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MINDFULNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am guilty of missing the moment so very often...spiritually, and in other relationships - particularly parenting. It seems my head is always moving onto the next project, task, hurdle, event that I fail to be totally present in the (ahem) present. I'm living in the good old days of my life and missing the beauty of it. I get frustrated and impatient with God's timing, Grant's timing, Chloe's timing, and...well, ANYONE's timing that isn't on my schedule. When I DO live mindfully in the moment, the blessings and joy are spectacular! I don't want to miss out any more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-79379585425989282?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/79379585425989282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=79379585425989282' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/79379585425989282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/79379585425989282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2009/01/one.html' title='one'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SWEcg0Y6ZpI/AAAAAAAABNM/UdO-erYIv6s/s72-c/IMG_6257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4384485170621788535</id><published>2008-12-31T11:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:56:30.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year - finishing up the Christmas crafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SVujWFkcqaI/AAAAAAAABNE/1MX9fH7P9aM/s1600-h/krispie+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285998187496909218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SVujWFkcqaI/AAAAAAAABNE/1MX9fH7P9aM/s400/krispie+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today we made Rice Krispie houses from a kit that I had purchased before Thanksgiving! we've been too busy (and sadly, sick) to do much of anything. But our colds are better and we're looking forward to a quiet night around the fireplace welcoming a Happy, Healthy, New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you joy, health, and prosperity in 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4384485170621788535?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4384485170621788535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4384485170621788535' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4384485170621788535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4384485170621788535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-finishing-up-christmas.html' title='Happy New Year - finishing up the Christmas crafts'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SVujWFkcqaI/AAAAAAAABNE/1MX9fH7P9aM/s72-c/krispie+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-8493357091737557674</id><published>2008-12-24T11:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:18:50.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Christmas -- Rejoice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SVJgK5oBujI/AAAAAAAABM8/AcIwIcNDB8g/s1600-h/Christmas+card+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283391053242677810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SVJgK5oBujI/AAAAAAAABM8/AcIwIcNDB8g/s400/Christmas+card+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; May you know the warmth and joy of the season. I pray we experience all the names of Jesus in our lives: Counselor, Prince of Peace, Almighty God, and most especially - Immanuel: God WITH US!! What a miracle and gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Janelle, Grant, &amp;amp; Chloe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-8493357091737557674?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/8493357091737557674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=8493357091737557674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8493357091737557674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8493357091737557674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/12/blessed-christmas-rejoice.html' title='Blessed Christmas -- Rejoice!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SVJgK5oBujI/AAAAAAAABM8/AcIwIcNDB8g/s72-c/Christmas+card+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7412686505382432344</id><published>2008-12-16T16:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:36:21.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new papasan chair is a KEEPER!-updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUgZRJb0kyI/AAAAAAAABM0/WJr-bta_ls8/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280498345472987938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUgZRJb0kyI/AAAAAAAABM0/WJr-bta_ls8/s400/peace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got some new chairs at P*ier One today while Chloe was in preschool. Did lots of other holiday &amp;amp; house shopping in the snow. Then Chloe &amp;amp; I had lunch &amp;amp; haircuts and came home to assemble the chairs and watch the snow! Things got suspiciously quiet and I found she had fallen asleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**she just woke up...WET with tinkle. sigh. things are new for about an hour with kids and pets. Now this chair cushion is a KEEPER for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7412686505382432344?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7412686505382432344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7412686505382432344' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7412686505382432344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7412686505382432344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-papasan-chair-is-keeper.html' title='new papasan chair is a KEEPER!-updated'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUgZRJb0kyI/AAAAAAAABM0/WJr-bta_ls8/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6925665866189885290</id><published>2008-12-13T13:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:46:46.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe wants to know....</title><content type='html'>...why don't MEN have to do the cleaning?  Good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some quick pics of our new place! We're in, but need furniture and window treatments. Also, excuse some of the weird stuff left from the previous owners:  plants, red curtain, plank mantles, etc.  Also forgive my quick photo shots - the light is not right or stuff not staged as nicely as possible.  I have to say I LOVE IT HERE!  The space is great, the view superb, lots of charm and character, and nice kids all around who've taken Chloe in right away.  And can you say girls who will be great BABYSITTERS?!  It's a private acre lot on a dead end cul de sac street adjacent to another development with still more kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now back to our regularly scheduled program.  We're getting settled in &amp;amp; Chloe is currently occupied with decking the hall, the sills, the tree, and the dog.  Fa la la la la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUQA4b4giDI/AAAAAAAABMs/HL1oNuKf-LA/s1600-h/IMG_6232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279345632742508594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUQA4b4giDI/AAAAAAAABMs/HL1oNuKf-LA/s400/IMG_6232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUQA31jVgxI/AAAAAAAABMk/i4x9cYNvsDU/s1600-h/IMG_6234.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUQA3MePzzI/AAAAAAAABMc/T5bzjXcIFD0/s1600-h/IMG_6228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279345611425959730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUQA3MePzzI/AAAAAAAABMc/T5bzjXcIFD0/s400/IMG_6228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9NelPpOI/AAAAAAAABMU/q8T1SQ8IdbU/s1600-h/IMG_6229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279341596197758178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9NelPpOI/AAAAAAAABMU/q8T1SQ8IdbU/s400/IMG_6229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9NJoaf7I/AAAAAAAABMM/cSVRaflM134/s1600-h/IMG_6230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279341590573907890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9NJoaf7I/AAAAAAAABMM/cSVRaflM134/s400/IMG_6230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9M9bWf7I/AAAAAAAABME/IfDXp3GE_s0/s1600-h/IMG_6231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279341587297894322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9M9bWf7I/AAAAAAAABME/IfDXp3GE_s0/s400/IMG_6231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9MPtWk6I/AAAAAAAABL8/dH17ckyUkGg/s1600-h/IMG_6233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279341575025365922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9MPtWk6I/AAAAAAAABL8/dH17ckyUkGg/s400/IMG_6233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9L3SQNEI/AAAAAAAABL0/iquvTVCh1TY/s1600-h/IMG_6234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279341568469251138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUP9L3SQNEI/AAAAAAAABL0/iquvTVCh1TY/s400/IMG_6234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6925665866189885290?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6925665866189885290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6925665866189885290' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6925665866189885290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6925665866189885290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/12/chloe-wants-to-know.html' title='Chloe wants to know....'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SUQA4b4giDI/AAAAAAAABMs/HL1oNuKf-LA/s72-c/IMG_6232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-961604472021305477</id><published>2008-12-08T19:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:51:19.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>moving is exhausting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/ST3AN_bPakI/AAAAAAAABLs/1hh3alWjsZw/s1600-h/IMG_6206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277585684944611906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/ST3AN_bPakI/AAAAAAAABLs/1hh3alWjsZw/s400/IMG_6206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, we're finally moving!  we found a cute &amp;amp; unique house in a nice neighborhood nearby and started moving today.  Chloe conked out at 5:30 tonite - too bad she woke up raring to go at 7:30 (now I'M ready for bed!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-961604472021305477?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/961604472021305477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=961604472021305477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/961604472021305477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/961604472021305477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/12/moving-is-exhausting.html' title='moving is exhausting!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/ST3AN_bPakI/AAAAAAAABLs/1hh3alWjsZw/s72-c/IMG_6206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-560681955119658824</id><published>2008-12-03T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:47:27.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some Chloe-isms</title><content type='html'>while playing with Barbie motorhome, &lt;em&gt;"they are going to their Barbie nation-nation"&lt;/em&gt; (sounds suspiciously similar to 'Disney Destinations')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mommy, I LOVE your new boob-thing"&lt;/em&gt; (pink satin bra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetness: &lt;em&gt;"The Lord bwess you and keep you, Mommy"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't pronounce 'C' or 'K' sounds, thus this dangerous sentence about cousins new puppy, Buck. &lt;em&gt;"Butt is getting BIG!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yipper"&lt;/em&gt; - zipper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Morote"&lt;/em&gt; - television remote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bee-scuse me?"&lt;/em&gt; - Excuse me (has she been watching Wayne's World on the sly?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It doesn't mind me"&lt;/em&gt; - It doesn't bother me or I don't mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-560681955119658824?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/560681955119658824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=560681955119658824' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/560681955119658824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/560681955119658824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-chloe-isms.html' title='some Chloe-isms'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-8427418843568498777</id><published>2008-11-30T17:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:21:33.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/STMRXZOcvNI/AAAAAAAABLk/fHBNeC-VVms/s1600-h/thanksgiving,+2008c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274578682187136210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/STMRXZOcvNI/AAAAAAAABLk/fHBNeC-VVms/s400/thanksgiving,+2008c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/STMRW0RbVRI/AAAAAAAABLc/6KpfJrb67ak/s1600-h/thanksgiving,+2008b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274578672267515154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/STMRW0RbVRI/AAAAAAAABLc/6KpfJrb67ak/s400/thanksgiving,+2008b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/STMRWidACbI/AAAAAAAABLU/01dyh6boS7I/s1600-h/thanksgiving,+2008a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274578667484219826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/STMRWidACbI/AAAAAAAABLU/01dyh6boS7I/s400/thanksgiving,+2008a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we continued our Thanksgiving tradition of going to the beach and had a wonderful weekend gearing up for the Christmas and New Year season. we are blessed and grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-8427418843568498777?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/8427418843568498777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=8427418843568498777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8427418843568498777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8427418843568498777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-continued-our-thanksgiving-tradition.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/STMRXZOcvNI/AAAAAAAABLk/fHBNeC-VVms/s72-c/thanksgiving,+2008c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-5143416625541447108</id><published>2008-11-20T15:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:29:42.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-52.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752340774482&amp;amp;site=widget-52.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752340774482&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-52.slide.com/p1/576460752340774482/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQciabVDQNI/AAAAAAAAA2s/9lfrMjVvf60/s400/fourth+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQciaGLFV5I/AAAAAAAAA2k/UgaH1HqJCqc/s1600-h/fourth+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212521334757266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQciaGLFV5I/AAAAAAAAA2k/UgaH1HqJCqc/s400/fourth+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQciZgKB7EI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Cgli73AnyYg/s1600-h/fourth+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212511129791554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQciZgKB7EI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Cgli73AnyYg/s400/fourth+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQciZgJfbwI/AAAAAAAAA2U/RnDSDXKKgoU/s1600-h/fourth+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262212511127531266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQciZgJfbwI/AAAAAAAAA2U/RnDSDXKKgoU/s400/fourth+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun! Today is Chloe's fourth birthday. We had our celebration last night &lt;a href="http://www.shady-maple.com/smorgasbord"&gt;here,&lt;/a&gt; at the feeding trough, um, smorgasbord. Chloe &amp;amp; I grocery shop at the complex and often have a meal at the cafeteria, so she chose THAT for her birthday meal. I suggested we upgrade to the smorgasbord so everyone could choose what they wanted. We live near this famed mecca of gastric overload, but most of us had never eaten there. (how often do you really crave acres of Pennsylvania Dutch cuisine?) We had a lot of fun and the food was tasty, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time we shop there, we gaze upon the Barbie cake in the bakery, dreaming of the day when Chloe can have one. The day arrived and the cake was fabulous - it came in a super-cool box which we paraded through the football-field sized dining room, drawing no small amount of attention to our extravaganza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe enjoyed her party and her GIFTS. If you are shopping for little girls for Christmas, may I suggest the Diamond Princess Barbie and Disney princess rollerskates? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most wonderful though, was to be together with our treasured family to celebrate the fact of Chloe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, Chloe seemed pensive and when I asked if she was okay or tired, she replied, "I am trying to see if I feel four today". We took birthday treat into school and she became much more animated and seemed to be enjoying herself immensely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-1347429047197813221?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/1347429047197813221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=1347429047197813221' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1347429047197813221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1347429047197813221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/10/four.html' title='FOUR!!!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQciabVDQNI/AAAAAAAAA2s/9lfrMjVvf60/s72-c/fourth+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-8903286178430526633</id><published>2008-10-25T12:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:28:25.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQNIjEih_kI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gqgZgCi9RHE/s1600-h/IMG_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261128557050068546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQNIjEih_kI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gqgZgCi9RHE/s400/IMG_0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQNIi8fk6jI/AAAAAAAAA2E/XRyW6yiAjro/s1600-h/IMG_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261128554890193458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQNIi8fk6jI/AAAAAAAAA2E/XRyW6yiAjro/s400/IMG_0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQNIiSvAe6I/AAAAAAAAA18/SLUluZOzCLI/s1600-h/IMG_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261128543680625570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQNIiSvAe6I/AAAAAAAAA18/SLUluZOzCLI/s400/IMG_0438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 25, 2005!  Three years ago we met our brave, sweet, fun Chloe Joy Yong Xin.  We are so blessed by this gift from God and rejoice in our memories of our family day. I can never forget how incredibly strong &amp;amp; brave Chloe was that day.  I admire her courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-8903286178430526633?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/8903286178430526633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=8903286178430526633' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8903286178430526633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8903286178430526633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/10/chloe-day.html' title='Chloe Day!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SQNIjEih_kI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gqgZgCi9RHE/s72-c/IMG_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7235081056496251258</id><published>2008-10-14T17:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:15:55.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>great weekend...part two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPUJUOjabXI/AAAAAAAAA1k/C8HiOPblbZo/s1600-h/lake+tobias+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257118383133584754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPUJUOjabXI/AAAAAAAAA1k/C8HiOPblbZo/s400/lake+tobias+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPUJUC3d6mI/AAAAAAAAA1s/W0a6iWSKA9k/s1600-h/lake+tobias+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257118379996473954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPUJUC3d6mI/AAAAAAAAA1s/W0a6iWSKA9k/s400/lake+tobias+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPUJUUCYi8I/AAAAAAAAA10/ZjpOs7Udxew/s1600-h/lake+tobias+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257118384605662146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPUJUUCYi8I/AAAAAAAAA10/ZjpOs7Udxew/s400/lake+tobias+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, my parents treated us to a fun outing...a day at &lt;a href="http://www.laketobias.com/"&gt;Lake Tobias&lt;/a&gt; Wildlife Park. Chloe adored the petting zoo - the animals were really calm &amp;amp; sweet, lots of them, too! There were tigers, lions, monkeys, bears, zebras and others in really nice habitat exhibits. The big attraction there is the safari - a ride in a chopped off school bus all around the preserve, stopping to feed and interact with the animals along the way. I don't have many photos of that part because I was so busy feeding, petting, and fending off slimy tongues and noses (shudder!)  Also, Chloe was either climbing over me or clinging to my neck when things got too close.  It was super cool, though. It was a beautiful fun day, and I truly appreciated was how happy and healthy the animals seemed.  So often zoo animals seem sad, dirty, and depressed - clearly homesick.  But these animals were very well taken care of and were so friendly. One deer even got up on the bus with us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa for planning this special day for us -- it was truly a memorable treat (wanna go again?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7235081056496251258?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7235081056496251258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7235081056496251258' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7235081056496251258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7235081056496251258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-weekendpart-two.html' title='great weekend...part two'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPUJUOjabXI/AAAAAAAAA1k/C8HiOPblbZo/s72-c/lake+tobias+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7820942180478794232</id><published>2008-10-13T18:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:52:10.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by Kiara's mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPPPqnE9AuI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4SPxgPGeRi8/s1600-h/tagged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256773521022714594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPPPqnE9AuI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4SPxgPGeRi8/s400/tagged.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patricia, of &lt;a href="http://www.hiphiphubei.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hip Hip Hubei&lt;/a&gt;, tagged me for 7 random facts about myself.  I loved reading hers (password protected) Here's my boring, random facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am blessed with outstanding health.  However, my eyes and my teeth are horrible.  Of course, those parts are uninsured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Weight loss update.  Awhile back when I was tagged, I think I had reported a 20 or 25 pound weight loss.  It's now 45 pounds.  No special food.  No 'have to' exercise.  I feel great!  I did it with &lt;a href="http://www.weighdown.com/"&gt;WeighDown&lt;/a&gt; - awesome message, awesome results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Thing I appreciate most about my 'job' as SAHM these days?  The variety -- no two days are the same, I'm never bored.  And I rarely have a bad day at work  : ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I'm addicted to Chapstick and lip balm.  I'm never without it on my person or else I have a panic attack. People either mock or commiserate this trait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Been missing China.  Not an adoption trip, but recently we were eating at a Chinese restaurant, and I realized I miss the culture and scenery.  I guess Disney's Epcot will have to suffice until we can make the flight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Although I am exposed to kids shows &amp;amp; movies plus Grant's CNBC Business Center viewing, I watch very little TV. Because of this, any knowledge of current events or pop culture is from the newspaper.  I do try to read the local paper every day. In these times that are fraught with stress, I find it's a good way to get information and then move on without getting caught up in the network TV news shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I've kept a journal for about 10 years now.  Currently, it's a prayer journal, but I've also recorded bad original poetry, essays, and other daily drivel. God is truly merciful to read and encourage my writing -- surely no one else would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's YOUR turn.  I'm not formally tagging anyone this time (mostly because I've been such a delinquent and blighted blogger lately).  Post 7 random facts on your blog OR e-mail them to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7820942180478794232?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7820942180478794232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7820942180478794232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7820942180478794232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7820942180478794232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-kiaras-mommy.html' title='tagged by Kiara&apos;s mommy'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPPPqnE9AuI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4SPxgPGeRi8/s72-c/tagged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-1716243430220238469</id><published>2008-10-13T16:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:54:25.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A great weekend - part one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPO0gR0yT3I/AAAAAAAAA1U/FmODObuqGh8/s1600-h/dis+on+ice+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256743656705118066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPO0gR0yT3I/AAAAAAAAA1U/FmODObuqGh8/s400/dis+on+ice+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPO0ZytUAvI/AAAAAAAAA1M/4q74Su1akx4/s1600-h/dis+on+ice+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256743545273058034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPO0ZytUAvI/AAAAAAAAA1M/4q74Su1akx4/s400/dis+on+ice+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We surprised Chloe with the Disney on Ice show Saturday evening. We told her we were going to a hockey game and at the last minute in the car, I pulled out a brand new Ariel (current fave) costume for Chloe.  Imagine her surprise when the lobby of the sports arena was full of Disney vendors out to get us!  Grant was over the top generous with our tickets - we were front &amp;amp; center on the ice - best seats in the house.  Chloe enjoyed the show and all the glamour. She became overwhelmed and scared by a few of the acts (namely, Lilo and Stitch).  She was an angel &amp;amp; and was fun to treat her big!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a ton of fun on Sunday, too -- my blogging time is over now &amp;amp; I'll post about it later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-1716243430220238469?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/1716243430220238469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=1716243430220238469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1716243430220238469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1716243430220238469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-weekend-part-one.html' title='A great weekend - part one'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SPO0gR0yT3I/AAAAAAAAA1U/FmODObuqGh8/s72-c/dis+on+ice+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3323053610990771766</id><published>2008-10-10T11:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:26:32.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what can I 'pell?  scrabble with an (almost) 4 year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SO9yYTLcZ1I/AAAAAAAAA1E/jsXe1BMaZ6Y/s1600-h/scrabble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255545051955357522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SO9yYTLcZ1I/AAAAAAAAA1E/jsXe1BMaZ6Y/s400/scrabble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, no...she doesn't spell and we DO own many children's age appropriate games, but on this day, Chloe wasn't interested in them and I was casting around for a no mess way to pass some time and got out the Scrabble game so Chloe could play with the letters.  She had far more interest than I expected and although MY brain got a workout attempting to spell words that she could understand  using our combined letters, it was a good game for her too so she could practice her letter recognition.  Chloe does enjoy to have someone play a game with her and now that she is past the Candyland stage (can I hear a hallelujah?!) it's actually fun to sit and play cards and games with her. Actually, she never really liked Candyland, either.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love game ideas from you...some of our faves are Zingo, Trouble, card games, &amp;amp; Cariboo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3323053610990771766?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3323053610990771766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3323053610990771766' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3323053610990771766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3323053610990771766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-can-i-pell-scrabble-with-almost-4.html' title='what can I &apos;pell?  scrabble with an (almost) 4 year old'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SO9yYTLcZ1I/AAAAAAAAA1E/jsXe1BMaZ6Y/s72-c/scrabble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-5470437578065358506</id><published>2008-09-20T15:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T15:49:50.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SNVNSpT3H8I/AAAAAAAAA08/pExvVcoUS94/s1600-h/sassy+saturday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248185923492323266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SNVNSpT3H8I/AAAAAAAAA08/pExvVcoUS94/s400/sassy+saturday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're in a good place. Turns out that 'almost four' and daily morning preschool is a great fit all around. I cannot believe how well Chloe has acclimated to school this year. She is thriving, learning, and growing up in giant leaps in many ways: socially, emotionally, academically. We're so proud of how she can write her name, count to 50 (kind of), letter recognition, verbal skills, and at least some *awareness* of expected behaviors (sharing, kindness, manners, etc). One of the stated goals of her school is to promote and foster a love of learning and they are certainly hitting the mark! Chloe enjoys to come home and work on letters, numbers, workbook, and other school things. She looks forward to the weekend as "a break" but is delighted to go to school again when Monday rolls around. Being there daily has made it fun for her to make friends, also -- the same names are mentioned every day as great favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe is saying that when she grows up she wants to be: a hairdresser, doctor, dance teacher, and a dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is enjoying the Little People's Creative Workshop dance and theatre class again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, I was away and Grant had some helpers to watch Chloe while he golfed and worked. It was a joy to hear that she listened and was "easy" and "fun" (thanks Grandma &amp;amp; Jaclyn - you're the best!). Also, her teacher and dance teacher have given me good reports that she is a good listener and does what they say. Music to our ears. She's been much easier and cooperative at home, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-5470437578065358506?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/5470437578065358506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=5470437578065358506' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5470437578065358506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5470437578065358506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-days.html' title='happy days'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SNVNSpT3H8I/AAAAAAAAA08/pExvVcoUS94/s72-c/sassy+saturday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6995752697795148374</id><published>2008-09-07T15:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:42:01.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bible According to Chloe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SMQufaTcX6I/AAAAAAAAA00/_UCMlx1obM4/s1600-h/bible+story+sweetness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243366983337795490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SMQufaTcX6I/AAAAAAAAA00/_UCMlx1obM4/s400/bible+story+sweetness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reading children's Bible Storybooks has been part of life with Chloe for a long time. Not only for the spiritual instruction, but also because it's a portable way to have many good stories in one book. The writing and illustrations are so engaging as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe has been 'reading' her book to me this week. I'm amazed at how much she has retained. Some of her theology is amusing though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made Adam fall asleep so Eve could be made from Adam's hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God told Abraham he could have a baby boy IF Abraham counted ALL the stars in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is great fascination with any stories about prison, slavery, death, sickness, and the crucifixion story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6995752697795148374?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6995752697795148374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6995752697795148374' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6995752697795148374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6995752697795148374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/09/bible-according-to-chloe.html' title='The Bible According to Chloe'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SMQufaTcX6I/AAAAAAAAA00/_UCMlx1obM4/s72-c/bible+story+sweetness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7189458777505518491</id><published>2008-09-06T13:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:51:27.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>can't wait!</title><content type='html'>did you spy the new ticker? We're planning another Disney trip to Fort Wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant has had a very hard couple of weeks with a family member's health issue, he's taken on quite a lot of the burden. We have a long road to go, but it helps to plan a vacation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we still haven't told Chloe about our plans, trying to keep it a secret for a couple more weeks - but it's hard to keep quiet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7189458777505518491?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7189458777505518491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7189458777505518491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7189458777505518491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7189458777505518491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/09/cant-wait.html' title='can&apos;t wait!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7659299054606031588</id><published>2008-09-03T11:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:38:38.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SL6uoZXVeKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/VaEsBwWXKTw/s1600-h/off+she+goes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241819025332598946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SL6uoZXVeKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/VaEsBwWXKTw/s400/off+she+goes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...to the first day of preschool.  Chloe will attend 5 mornings a week this year.  After a difficult night of nightmares &amp;amp; restlessness, I was glad that Chloe seemed peaceful and happy to jump out of the car and head into school.  She looked so grownup I could hardly stand it. I hope and pray for a good school year of learning, friendships, and health for Chloe &amp;amp; our friends &amp;amp; their families. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7659299054606031588?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7659299054606031588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7659299054606031588' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7659299054606031588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7659299054606031588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SL6uoZXVeKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/VaEsBwWXKTw/s72-c/off+she+goes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2655386369713256850</id><published>2008-08-26T16:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:24:09.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>day at dutch wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SLRlksgdi0I/AAAAAAAAA0c/T8RQU9Vii-o/s1600-h/dw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238923947635739458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SLRlksgdi0I/AAAAAAAAA0c/T8RQU9Vii-o/s400/dw1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SLRlmELD6nI/AAAAAAAAA0k/v-1F4MI2pVo/s1600-h/dw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238923971168299634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SLRlmELD6nI/AAAAAAAAA0k/v-1F4MI2pVo/s400/dw2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we took advantage of our free time, beautiful weather, and last week of summer vacation to play at Dutch Wonderland park &amp;amp; lagoon. This was Chloe's first trip here and although she is shy of rides this year, the atmosphere is so sweet that it wasn't intimidating for her at all. We did lots of (calm and quiet) rides, saw a water show, played in the water park, and of course the pony ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe goes to preschool 5 mornings a week beginning next week, so we are glad for our final week of fun summer outings together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2655386369713256850?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2655386369713256850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2655386369713256850' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2655386369713256850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2655386369713256850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-at-dutch-wonderland.html' title='day at dutch wonderland'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SLRlksgdi0I/AAAAAAAAA0c/T8RQU9Vii-o/s72-c/dw1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-279012261423938102</id><published>2008-08-23T15:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T15:43:20.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the real thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SLBnKL07afI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_oGfKLAafnQ/s1600-h/august+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237799791303027186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SLBnKL07afI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_oGfKLAafnQ/s400/august+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe &amp;amp; I had a glorious week at the beach -- we were happy, healthy and had perfect weather. We met friends, played on the beach &amp;amp; boardwalk, had fun dinners out, went for a boat ride, watched Ella Enchanted and Enchanted (NON animated movies--a milestone!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we are also sporting the obligatory hermit crab.  I picked it up before dinner on the boardwalk one evening when I was selfishly craving a decent sit down meal with a glass of wine. The crabby friend was the ticket to entertainment for Chloe while Mommy enjoyed said dinner, wine, and ocean view. He (she?) continues to be quite the attraction even back home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-279012261423938102?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/279012261423938102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=279012261423938102' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/279012261423938102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/279012261423938102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/08/real-thing.html' title='the real thing!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SLBnKL07afI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_oGfKLAafnQ/s72-c/august+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-899145946032658241</id><published>2008-08-11T14:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:05:50.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>catching some rays...the only way we can!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SKCLu5hqiNI/AAAAAAAAA0I/_3PGmmtfz_g/s1600-h/sun+catcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233336404836780242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SKCLu5hqiNI/AAAAAAAAA0I/_3PGmmtfz_g/s400/sun+catcher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sick again with a fever bug, stuck inside again....aaargh! Do I need to send her to school to get her healthy?  Chloe is feeling better today after a sick weekend and was excited to make a suncatcher to hang in her room. She loves to paint, that's for certain! We've been enjoying an art class with &lt;a href="http://www.meimeijournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt; (missing you!) and Chloe delights to create at home as well. I like the art class because the teacher preps &amp;amp; cleans up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-899145946032658241?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/899145946032658241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=899145946032658241' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/899145946032658241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/899145946032658241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/08/catching-some-raysthe-only-way-we-can.html' title='catching some rays...the only way we can!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SKCLu5hqiNI/AAAAAAAAA0I/_3PGmmtfz_g/s72-c/sun+catcher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7925141409276993248</id><published>2008-08-08T07:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:19:24.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this &amp;  that</title><content type='html'>We've continued to stay around home a lot this summer; enjoying our friends and each other. It's been a gift to have our world be small and intimate...a time of building relationships and growing in faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe has lasting effects of the mono. She still tires quickly and sleeps a lot! She's been taking 2-3 hour naps most afternoons and goes to bed at 9 or 9:30; falling asleep shortly after that (very unusual for her). I really have to conserve her energy, and we haven't been to the pool as much as I like because she simply cannot do it. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, a church in our community had their Vacation Bible School. Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; was in June and I volunteered as usual so it was a treat this week, to take Chloe somewhere else and not have to do anything! I really enjoyed seeing her go in with her cute little dress, clutching her offering money, and sitting on the bench with her friend. Okay...so she only actually &lt;em&gt;stayed&lt;/em&gt; for 2 of the nights -- but she did really have fun those evenings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still up in the air about moving. We have gotten cold feet about the building project because of so many roadblocks, AND it's amazing how our priorities have changed. We are looking at homes with a focus on neighborhoods &amp;amp; developments now, not home style or design. Still...the only homes we've liked at all are overpriced and continue to languish on the real estate market, empty. We appreciate our current neighborhood &amp;amp; the friendships Chloe is enjoying - so that makes up for some of frustration. I've basically given the search over to God and His timing. Yes, have tried to do that all along, but when it takes too long, I tend to grab the controls. I'm a slow learner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is not Grant's favorite time of year, but he is chugging along. He attended a favorite event, the Shriner's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pote's&lt;/span&gt; Picnic this week and got to catch up with friends. This week, his business was broken into &amp;amp; burglarized. The losses were minimal AND thanks to the involvement of alert friends and family who spread the word, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thieves&lt;/span&gt; were located in less than 24 hours. Grant is likely counting the hours until ice hockey season begins and he can sit in his season ticket seat &amp;amp; watch his team. (at that time, I will count the hours until spring comes again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is our town Community Days and we are less than a block away -- so I know Chloe will love that! I'm also going to be upholding a family tradition &amp;amp; getting together with my family to prepare corn to freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we're off to a birthday party....have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7925141409276993248?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7925141409276993248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7925141409276993248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7925141409276993248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7925141409276993248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-that.html' title='this &amp;  that'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-8425638565409201724</id><published>2008-08-02T21:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:30:46.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>flower girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJUIdhil99I/AAAAAAAAAzw/MUSEqaR_noE/s1600-h/wedding+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230095845573392338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJUIdhil99I/AAAAAAAAAzw/MUSEqaR_noE/s400/wedding+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJUIdnxzehI/AAAAAAAAAz4/681JRWrXi9E/s1600-h/wedding+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230095847247804946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJUIdnxzehI/AAAAAAAAAz4/681JRWrXi9E/s400/wedding+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJUIdwvyYrI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Q8fjr23uQ6Y/s1600-h/wedding+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230095849655263922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJUIdwvyYrI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Q8fjr23uQ6Y/s400/wedding+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a beautiful &amp;amp; fun day! Chloe's cousin (my brother's daughter) Jessica was married today, Everything &amp;amp; everyone was perfect &amp;amp; positively gorgeous. I had some anxiety about Chloe &amp;amp; her role - but my prayers were answered so graciously: she napped before, and behaved very well all day &amp;amp; especially during her 'part'. Chloe really enjoyed being part of Jessica &amp;amp; Bryce's big day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-8425638565409201724?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/8425638565409201724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=8425638565409201724' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8425638565409201724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8425638565409201724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/08/flower-girl.html' title='flower girl!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJUIdhil99I/AAAAAAAAAzw/MUSEqaR_noE/s72-c/wedding+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-1129418100587649410</id><published>2008-07-31T07:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T07:54:52.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ding dong -- our friends are here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk4S6frMI/AAAAAAAAAzI/3fAznhHOfTE/s1600-h/chloe%27s+craft+cottage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229141929410669762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk4S6frMI/AAAAAAAAAzI/3fAznhHOfTE/s400/chloe%27s+craft+cottage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk4uXA_FI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pTkv6ClrfEg/s1600-h/cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229141936778050642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk4uXA_FI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pTkv6ClrfEg/s400/cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk4jSVSrI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lsvVbDkKotA/s1600-h/dinner+%26+a+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229141933805619890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk4jSVSrI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lsvVbDkKotA/s400/dinner+%26+a+movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk41wNxZI/AAAAAAAAAzg/zuvoaUuK4-U/s1600-h/get+set+vette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229141938762794386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk41wNxZI/AAAAAAAAAzg/zuvoaUuK4-U/s400/get+set+vette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk5e_mpLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/K2zUoUEFiS4/s1600-h/lots+of+pals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229141949833192626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk5e_mpLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/K2zUoUEFiS4/s400/lots+of+pals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tiniest house in the neighborhood is the place to be! Friends have been flocking here - and I love that for us! We've been doing crafts, playing games, eating snacks,  and yes...some bickering, too! We have the most delightful kids on our street, I should line them all up and get a shot, but they move too quickly!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've done cookie decorating, shrinky dinks, fuse beads, foamies, scrapbooking, bead stringing, painting, and craft kits...if you have any crafts you like to do with kids ages almost 4 through 10...leave a comment - I'm not naturally artsy &amp;amp; need creative inspiration.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also like to play Barbies, dress up, Zingo &amp;amp; card games. The other families have pools, and Chloe spends so much time there that she has learned to swim underwater! She is also trying to learn her scooter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-1129418100587649410?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/1129418100587649410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=1129418100587649410' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1129418100587649410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1129418100587649410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/07/ding-dong-our-friends-are-here.html' title='ding dong -- our friends are here!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SJGk4S6frMI/AAAAAAAAAzI/3fAznhHOfTE/s72-c/chloe%27s+craft+cottage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6560267423176270705</id><published>2008-07-21T07:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T08:03:13.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been tagged by two people for this. and (see below) am only managing to post it now even though Shelly tagged me awhile back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.meimeijournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://chinaagainwego.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shelly&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me. These are fun to read &amp;amp; think about....Six words to describe myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Sensitive, Loyal, Spiritual, Dreamer, Lazy, Seeking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Sensitive&lt;/span&gt;: I care more about relationships than possessions, feelings than facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Loyal&lt;/span&gt;: This is a quality others have told me I possess and I agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Spiritual&lt;/span&gt;: No matter where I've been on life's faith journey, I am always super aware of the spiritual currents that shape our daily lives. And I'm grateful to be loved by God. And because I'm unworthy of this - I'm devoted to returning His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/span&gt;: I'm far more visionary than focused! Daydreaming, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mindwandering&lt;/span&gt;, woolgathering...whatever it's called - that's me. I can waste a lot of time inside my own head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Lazy&lt;/span&gt;: Goes along with Dreamer -- it's sometimes difficult for me to complete tasks, follow through, or get my mind out of the clouds to do the necessary practical and productive work of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Seeking&lt;/span&gt;: Whether it's spiritual, relational, or personal, it seems I'm always on the lookout for improvement and enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I write all this out -- it seems I'm rather a flake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6560267423176270705?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6560267423176270705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6560267423176270705' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6560267423176270705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6560267423176270705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='tagged'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7787423510324555787</id><published>2008-07-18T11:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:19:47.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more spoiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SICzZfjkciI/AAAAAAAAAy4/UCHmuF0xBuY/s1600-h/IMG_5392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224372818298565154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SICzZfjkciI/AAAAAAAAAy4/UCHmuF0xBuY/s400/IMG_5392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SICzZ3Sl6vI/AAAAAAAAAzA/6BdDjL2ddAw/s1600-h/IMG_5392.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOW!  Guess what the mailman brought today?!  MORE STICKERS &amp;amp; our favorite things to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were from Chloe's playgroup friend, &lt;a href="http://bennettsauder.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bennett&lt;/a&gt; who also sent a CUTE photo of himself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million thanks for thinking of Chloe &amp;amp; cheering us up -- she is happily playing with her new stickers.  Precious friendships.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7787423510324555787?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7787423510324555787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7787423510324555787' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7787423510324555787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7787423510324555787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-spoiling.html' title='more spoiling'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SICzZfjkciI/AAAAAAAAAy4/UCHmuF0xBuY/s72-c/IMG_5392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6087180236664147245</id><published>2008-07-18T07:16:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:26:53.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>getting better...thanks grandma &amp; grandpa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SIB7o6Zjo8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/syTHo5r8Cwo/s1600-h/get+well+ballons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224311510551208898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SIB7o6Zjo8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/syTHo5r8Cwo/s400/get+well+ballons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aawwww....we arrived home from an errand yesterday (sticker book run) to find that Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa had sent a balloon arrangment for Chloe. She was thrilled and we are so spoiled to be cared for this way. THANK YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy to report that after a breakfast of chocolate ice cream, terrific nap, and taking mommy out for a margarita, we felt able to have Chloe play with her friends here at our house. I set them up with some craft projects -- I didn't feel like she was ready for running around, swingsets, and swimming pool yet. The doctor said her contagious period is over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She still is not completely herself - she tires so quickly and is still extremely moody. But I was extremely gratified that at the end of the evening, when the neighborhood kids were leaving, she wanted to give them each one of her balloons to take home! (I wonder what their parents thought of them toting a 'get well' balloon??!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all the well wishes - we felt the love &amp;amp; send it right back to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6087180236664147245?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6087180236664147245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6087180236664147245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6087180236664147245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6087180236664147245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-betterthanks-grandma-grandpa.html' title='getting better...thanks grandma &amp; grandpa!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SIB7o6Zjo8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/syTHo5r8Cwo/s72-c/get+well+ballons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3840923383218311853</id><published>2008-07-17T08:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:11:38.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>okaaaay....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; COLOR: #000000; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/wife.jpg" width="72" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;As a 1930s wife, I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Very Superior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/"&gt;Take the test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of these questions were hilarious...try it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I'd prefer to be rated superior as a wife of the 2000s, but have to ask Grant about that)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were no questions about wives who play online quizzes as a way to relieve frustration when caring for sick children....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3840923383218311853?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3840923383218311853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3840923383218311853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3840923383218311853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3840923383218311853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/07/okaaaay.html' title='okaaaay....'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2619628426422825315</id><published>2008-07-17T06:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T07:22:59.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>an invitation for those in my area:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You are invited….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Weigh Down Workshop&lt;br /&gt;Exodus Out of Egypt Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Weigh Down Workshop&lt;br /&gt;is a faith-based weight loss program&lt;br /&gt;that has set thousands free from the&lt;br /&gt;bondage of overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to coordinate this life-changing seminar for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you know that I’ve lost 35 pounds in less than 6 months&lt;br /&gt;while eating regular food &amp;amp; without following a ‘have to’ exercise regimen.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you’ve read stories of successful Weigh Down participants in a magazine.&lt;br /&gt;Or, perhaps you have tried everything and consider yourself hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;There is hope.&lt;br /&gt;This program works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There will be a free, no obligation&lt;br /&gt;orientation &amp;amp; introduction meeting&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, August 3&lt;br /&gt;6:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seminar will be held at my husband’s place of business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Weekly sessions will be held for 8 weeks on Sunday evenings.&lt;br /&gt;Orders for registration &amp;amp; materials may be placed &amp;amp; paid at the orientation meeting.&lt;br /&gt;(Seminar &amp;amp; materials fees are $135.00)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please RSVP to Janelle Wise&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be glad to provide directions or answer questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find out more about Weigh Down &amp;amp; the Exodus Out of Egypt Seminar,&lt;br /&gt;consider exploring the Weigh Down website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weighdown.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://www.weighdown.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2619628426422825315?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2619628426422825315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2619628426422825315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2619628426422825315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2619628426422825315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/07/invitation-for-those-in-my-area.html' title='an invitation for those in my area:'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4708576681689106916</id><published>2008-07-16T16:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:05:04.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a day at the beach?</title><content type='html'>...not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe &amp;amp; I were all set for a glorious week at the beach - we packed up and left on Monday morning with plans to stay all week &amp;amp; meet friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway there (about an hour and a half away) it became evident that Chloe was becoming quite ill. At a rest stop, I frantically took her temperature and she indeed had a fever and was very uncomfortable. We turned around and headed straight for the doctor at home. They diagnosed possible strep &amp;amp; we started antibiotics. She didn't improve and I took her back again today - and it's likely she has mono. Her fever is much better and she has occasional sparkly moments, but she is still a sick kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been a good little sick soldier, and I've been granted extra patience &amp;amp; creativity this week, but I pray she recovers soon. I'm out of sticker books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equally sad is the neighborhood friend, Sarah who faithfully rings the doorbell at regular intervals hoping Chloe can come out and play. (and the rest of the kids congregate and huddle at the bottom of the driveway eager for a report...reminds me of &lt;em&gt;Ferris Bueller's Day Off&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to tell the truth, I've been quite worried and stressed. Chloe's never been so sick before, never had antibiotics, never had that high and prolonged fever, never refused chocolate ice cream or cheese curls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4708576681689106916?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4708576681689106916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4708576681689106916' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4708576681689106916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4708576681689106916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-at-beach.html' title='a day at the beach?'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-5964865301941658398</id><published>2008-07-06T07:32:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:11:59.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>at the crossroads again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGjEmVf_VbI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ig2Tij3uzxY/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217636331194111410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGjEmVf_VbI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ig2Tij3uzxY/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've decided to discontinue our plans for another adoption. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately, I've been examining my heart, thinking about life, and feeling led to stop the process. The more steps we took in that direction, the more peace I felt. Grant let me make the final decision (HARD!) and I've contacted the adoption agency about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The truth is...I'm not sure how much energy I have for 2 children (many of you have BIG families and are probably laughing), but 95% of the work, energy, emotion &amp;amp; time resources are from me. (we've discussed this and Grant agrees). I'm not complaining about the circumstances -- we're blessed with much -- but this is our reality. Grant works hard and long, has many social &amp;amp; business obligations &amp;amp; engagements in the evening, and is tired from these when he does return home. And my energy and patience only stretch so far....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another reason that must be addressed is the wait. With nearly 10 years of fertility treatments &amp;amp; adoption waiting for Chloe -- I'm simply worn out with waiting. We want to live our lives. Enjoy our present and truly live in it. To stop hinging our plans on "what if, when, etc".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another deciding factor is Chloe herself. I don't view her as a 'lonely only' at all. She makes friends easily, is outgoing &amp;amp; engaged in most situations, has strong friendships in place at church, neighborhood, and China friends group. I also know that her cousins, 'the dudes' will cherish &amp;amp; protect her as brothers as she grows up and into adulthood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With all that said, we've removed our Medical Conditions Checklist from the Waiting Child list. CCAI told us that we were close to receiving our referral -- but that information only served to reaffirm my feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our dossier will remain in the 'traditional list' in China. (who knows how long THAT wait is!?) Once removed, we cannot resubmit it. As we let this decision "settle in" over the next year - we will likely withdraw it officially. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In many ways, I've been looking at life differently and considering ways to simplify. And truly learning contentment with circumstances the way they are. This doesn't mean I disagree with parenting large families and adopting several children -- not at all -- I salute and admire those who do this. It's simply a matter of looking at our family and our goals realistically. I also think about ways that we can and do 'parent' other children. In church ministries, in giving where funds are needed, and the many other opportunities to shape and affect the lives of children and teenagers in our world. To be a spiritual parent, a Sunday School teacher, a mentor, a babysitter, favorite aunt &amp;amp; uncle are all valuable (and often unsung) paths for persons to influence the lives of others through children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we will continue to seek, discover, and cherish life's treasures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-5964865301941658398?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/5964865301941658398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=5964865301941658398' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5964865301941658398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5964865301941658398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-crossroads-again.html' title='at the crossroads again'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGjEmVf_VbI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ig2Tij3uzxY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3249908889450540826</id><published>2008-07-01T19:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:34:31.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in the life of a princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGq-rrs5YWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/uAaKOuMZ5jc/s1600-h/day+in+the+life+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218192775936827746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGq-rrs5YWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/uAaKOuMZ5jc/s400/day+in+the+life+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGq-rgYrqsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/pgATgzBY8V8/s1600-h/day+in+the+life+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218192772899252930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGq-rgYrqsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/pgATgzBY8V8/s400/day+in+the+life+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGq-ryAAUdI/AAAAAAAAAyo/isvXzeO3tU8/s1600-h/day+inthe+life+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218192777627587026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGq-ryAAUdI/AAAAAAAAAyo/isvXzeO3tU8/s400/day+inthe+life+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3249908889450540826?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3249908889450540826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3249908889450540826' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3249908889450540826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3249908889450540826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-in-life-of-princess.html' title='a day in the life of a princess'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGq-rrs5YWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/uAaKOuMZ5jc/s72-c/day+in+the+life+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2028294473187286814</id><published>2008-06-25T19:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:54:36.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'>zoo day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGLY7QupbVI/AAAAAAAAAx4/M9um-TghkkY/s1600-h/zoo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215969831062957394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGLY7QupbVI/AAAAAAAAAx4/M9um-TghkkY/s400/zoo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGLY7fEoOiI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Km9PH2daJB8/s1600-h/zoo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215969834913249826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGLY7fEoOiI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Km9PH2daJB8/s400/zoo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGLY7u9BiwI/AAAAAAAAAyI/mV79YAb0nFY/s1600-h/zoo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215969839176321794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGLY7u9BiwI/AAAAAAAAAyI/mV79YAb0nFY/s400/zoo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what a treat!  today, my aunt took her grandson, Bret along with me &amp;amp; Chloe to the Philly Zoo. We had a terrific time - Chloe &amp;amp; Bret are such pals &amp;amp; have very different personalities which complement each other so well. (she's bold, he's cautious - she's active, he's relaxed - she's LOUD, he's quiet, etc...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and all is clear about the rides now.  Chloe didn't enjoy the kiddie rides at the amusement park at all...but ADORED the camel ride (we stood in a loooooong line) and would have gladly hopped on any other animal, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2028294473187286814?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2028294473187286814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2028294473187286814' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2028294473187286814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2028294473187286814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/06/zoo-day.html' title='zoo day'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SGLY7QupbVI/AAAAAAAAAx4/M9um-TghkkY/s72-c/zoo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4067378270542965907</id><published>2008-06-22T18:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:17:06.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SF7M3ehMUSI/AAAAAAAAAxo/dTzjS-KriWs/s1600-h/knoebles+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214830671998767394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SF7M3ehMUSI/AAAAAAAAAxo/dTzjS-KriWs/s400/knoebles+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SF7M3kQlw2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/onILEtEGh0Y/s1600-h/knoebles+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214830673539744610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SF7M3kQlw2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/onILEtEGh0Y/s400/knoebles+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aaaahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;....this is always a great time for my family. We managed to leave all of our stresses and pressures of the week behind as we journeyed a few hours away to a lovely campground for a weekend of enjoying the activities and nearby amusement park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We missed my mom &amp;amp; dad very much this year...my mom was recovering from major surgery &amp;amp; they didn't get to come along. YOU WERE MISSED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, Chloe had some new experiences at the campground. We checked the Activities calendar and found Arts &amp;amp; Crafts and Ceramics to do -- she was thrilled with the things she made. The campground did a really nice job of offering many fun things to do...we went on a hayride with Yogi the Bear, swam, did arcade and playground, campfires, watched the dudes fish in the pond, and went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hawaiian&lt;/span&gt; Luau Dance Party with her pretty older cousin Jaclyn and her friends. It was fun to watch Chloe interact with the older girls (teenagers). She was in total awe (well, so was I -- they're gorgeous!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our day at the amusement park was as fun as ever...except Chloe the Bold was terrified of rides! Even the beloved Carousel produced tears and clinging onto Mommy. Chloe did enjoy the day, however, and we found things to do for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4067378270542965907?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4067378270542965907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4067378270542965907' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4067378270542965907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4067378270542965907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/06/aaaahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SF7M3ehMUSI/AAAAAAAAAxo/dTzjS-KriWs/s72-c/knoebles+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-1989859610102940563</id><published>2008-06-15T21:10:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:20:45.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrating Daddy &amp; Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SFW-izNNsdI/AAAAAAAAAxg/0sh0GyNNPIo/s1600-h/tee+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212281648821678546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SFW-izNNsdI/AAAAAAAAAxg/0sh0GyNNPIo/s400/tee+shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SFW-WK2MilI/AAAAAAAAAxY/nJVECbJuOJ0/s1600-h/fathers+day+fishing+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212281431829285458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SFW-WK2MilI/AAAAAAAAAxY/nJVECbJuOJ0/s400/fathers+day+fishing+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SFW-OpZqBxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/S32skrTr7FE/s1600-h/fathers+day+fishing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212281302592128786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SFW-OpZqBxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/S32skrTr7FE/s400/fathers+day+fishing+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SFW-O9gloxI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/vUdNrhjDjcQ/s1600-h/fathers+day+fishing+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212281307989910290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SFW-O9gloxI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/vUdNrhjDjcQ/s400/fathers+day+fishing+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe 'made' the tee shirt for Father's Day - she was thrilled with it &amp;amp; the joy was certainly in the giving!  It was very difficult for her to keep it a secret all week and she woke up first thing on Sunday and said, "DAD!" and ran to wake him up with her special gift.  So much for letting Dad sleep in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a family Father's Day Celebration, we planned a fishing outing at the property we own that features a gorgeous pond.  It was a glorious evening to celebrate our amazing father and grandpa - he is a treasure (pictured in the 3rd collage).  Chloe is sporting her first fishing rod &amp;amp; had personal lessons from her beloved Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Father's Day to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-1989859610102940563?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/1989859610102940563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=1989859610102940563' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1989859610102940563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1989859610102940563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/06/celebrating-daddy-grandpa.html' title='celebrating Daddy &amp; Grandpa'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SFW-izNNsdI/AAAAAAAAAxg/0sh0GyNNPIo/s72-c/tee+shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-5534207951166984805</id><published>2008-06-09T07:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T07:55:35.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>loves the tee shirt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SE0Y89XndxI/AAAAAAAAAwg/oSgXaGHihtE/s1600-h/dragon+boat+tee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209847779482367762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SE0Y89XndxI/AAAAAAAAAwg/oSgXaGHihtE/s400/dragon+boat+tee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a picnic last evening with our FCC friends to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival.  I was too hot &amp;amp; lazy to get up and take photos, fun slideshows of the picnic are posted &lt;a href="http://www.babyjellybeans.com/web/do/site/home?ID=50576"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.meimeijournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren's brother made photo tee shirts for the girls &amp;amp; Chloe LOVES hers.   Wore it home, wore it to sleep, wanted to wear it this morning, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can you believe that suntan already? We've been at the pool a lot and when we're home, Chloe is roaming the neighborhood with her gang of friends. I loved summer as a kid &amp;amp; I love living it all over again through her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-5534207951166984805?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/5534207951166984805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=5534207951166984805' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5534207951166984805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5534207951166984805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/06/loves-tee-shirt.html' title='loves the tee shirt!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SE0Y89XndxI/AAAAAAAAAwg/oSgXaGHihtE/s72-c/dragon+boat+tee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3302839531513479937</id><published>2008-06-02T19:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T19:54:55.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SESHlOqIchI/AAAAAAAAAwY/M7t4WqTtaCM/s1600-h/vette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207436142806856210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SESHlOqIchI/AAAAAAAAAwY/M7t4WqTtaCM/s400/vette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was sitting along the road FOR SALE and it called our names!  I love the shot of Chloe's favorite mechanic, another 13 years and he'll be fixing her REAL car!  And the neighborhood girls came to wash it and lined up for rides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we need to get Grant's hot rod ('41 Chevy) inspected and we can drag race!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3302839531513479937?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3302839531513479937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3302839531513479937' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3302839531513479937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3302839531513479937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-was-sitting-along-road-for-sale-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SESHlOqIchI/AAAAAAAAAwY/M7t4WqTtaCM/s72-c/vette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3793303322504172613</id><published>2008-05-29T11:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:12:56.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SD7H7-qIcgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/v_dZzogFKIY/s1600-h/bubblecrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205818052532793858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SD7H7-qIcgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/v_dZzogFKIY/s400/bubblecrown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3793303322504172613?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3793303322504172613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3793303322504172613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3793303322504172613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3793303322504172613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SD7H7-qIcgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/v_dZzogFKIY/s72-c/bubblecrown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2079049508147462554</id><published>2008-05-28T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:52:19.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SD3wK-qIceI/AAAAAAAAAwA/L4AFFTYjJFo/s1600-h/two+corinth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205580815719231970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SD3wK-qIceI/AAAAAAAAAwA/L4AFFTYjJFo/s400/two+corinth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2079049508147462554?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2079049508147462554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2079049508147462554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2079049508147462554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2079049508147462554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SD3wK-qIceI/AAAAAAAAAwA/L4AFFTYjJFo/s72-c/two+corinth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2799442990986114691</id><published>2008-05-28T11:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:28:58.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>self portrait silliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SD15uOqIcdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/pHWGUP4_oM0/s1600-h/silliness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205450579425915346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SD15uOqIcdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/pHWGUP4_oM0/s400/silliness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I needed to e-mail a photo of myself &amp;amp; didn't have a recent one SO I had to explore the self timer function of the camera. Chloe got in on the act, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't smiling like this 24 hours ago...poor Chloe had the tummy crummies. We're all smiles today, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2799442990986114691?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2799442990986114691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2799442990986114691' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2799442990986114691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2799442990986114691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/self-portrait-silliness.html' title='self portrait silliness'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SD15uOqIcdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/pHWGUP4_oM0/s72-c/silliness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3764117407523434561</id><published>2008-05-23T07:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T07:17:27.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bibbidi Boppidi Boutique...Budget Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDamkOqIcaI/AAAAAAAAAvg/FOAp9dbQesI/s1600-h/makeup+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203529560813498786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDamkOqIcaI/AAAAAAAAAvg/FOAp9dbQesI/s400/makeup+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDamkuqIcbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/XQH_N_lWpAo/s1600-h/makeup+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203529569403433394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDamkuqIcbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/XQH_N_lWpAo/s400/makeup+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDamkuqIccI/AAAAAAAAAvw/SkQSRTHnsa8/s1600-h/makeup+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203529569403433410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDamkuqIccI/AAAAAAAAAvw/SkQSRTHnsa8/s400/makeup+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had our friend, Aaliyah over for the day yesterday and had a great time. At age 5, she's just old enough to give Chloe the extra needed push in many ways, but still young enough to have the same interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see - we played salon! Can't you just see them primping for the prom in another 13 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's two HUGE messes in one week for me - but well worth the time spent cleaning up to see the joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3764117407523434561?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3764117407523434561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3764117407523434561' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3764117407523434561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3764117407523434561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/bibbidi-boppidi-boutiquebudget-version.html' title='Bibbidi Boppidi Boutique...Budget Version'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDamkOqIcaI/AAAAAAAAAvg/FOAp9dbQesI/s72-c/makeup+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2506906454589770937</id><published>2008-05-21T19:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T19:30:15.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more from the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSurJ_LtHI/AAAAAAAAAu4/uC0dZ6jb448/s1600-h/holland+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202975525958300786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSurJ_LtHI/AAAAAAAAAu4/uC0dZ6jb448/s400/holland+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSurZ_LtII/AAAAAAAAAvA/shwtla99h1E/s1600-h/holland+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202975530253268098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSurZ_LtII/AAAAAAAAAvA/shwtla99h1E/s400/holland+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSurp_LtJI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Bh8ZdAaX58w/s1600-h/holland+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202975534548235410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSurp_LtJI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Bh8ZdAaX58w/s400/holland+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSusJ_LtKI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/85g1Eg5J20I/s1600-h/holland+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202975543138170018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSusJ_LtKI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/85g1Eg5J20I/s400/holland+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSusJ_LtLI/AAAAAAAAAvY/kBHHI1Vv0DM/s1600-h/holland+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202975543138170034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSusJ_LtLI/AAAAAAAAAvY/kBHHI1Vv0DM/s400/holland+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a great time we had! anytime we can ride bike to the beach, out to eat, and get ice cream rates high for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beach was lovely (chilly, but gorgeous), we enjoyed and cherished our family time of travel, bike rides, hot tubbing, and generally hanging out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the highlight of course, was reconnecting with a family from our adoption travel group - we enjoyed our visit with them so much! Click on any collage to enlarge, the one on the bottom features some 'now &amp;amp; then' photos from China, our 2006 Holland trip, and last weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2506906454589770937?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2506906454589770937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2506906454589770937' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2506906454589770937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2506906454589770937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-from-weekend.html' title='more from the weekend'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDSurJ_LtHI/AAAAAAAAAu4/uC0dZ6jb448/s72-c/holland+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-1325221557515660663</id><published>2008-05-21T13:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:42:38.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>behold the mud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDRe7J_LtFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/UYfUeCB2DHk/s1600-h/mud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202887839905985618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDRe7J_LtFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/UYfUeCB2DHk/s400/mud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDRe7Z_LtGI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Bmhxu14NSMM/s1600-h/worm+rescue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202887844200952930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDRe7Z_LtGI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Bmhxu14NSMM/s400/worm+rescue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-1325221557515660663?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/1325221557515660663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=1325221557515660663' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1325221557515660663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/1325221557515660663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/behold-mud.html' title='behold the mud'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDRe7J_LtFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/UYfUeCB2DHk/s72-c/mud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6090237431751460238</id><published>2008-05-20T06:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T06:51:57.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>couple of quick photos from our trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDKsEZ_LtAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/DSVEnLxMJ6Y/s1600-h/IMG_4946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202409711261692930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDKsEZ_LtAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/DSVEnLxMJ6Y/s400/IMG_4946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDKsE5_LtBI/AAAAAAAAAuI/8hYZ39AjAw8/s1600-h/IMG_4957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202409719851627538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDKsE5_LtBI/AAAAAAAAAuI/8hYZ39AjAw8/s400/IMG_4957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a fantastic visit to Holland, Michigan &amp;amp; I'm itching to post more, but we've hit the ground running since we returned home last night (aaargh - the calendar!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant said it best, "it was all worth it to get a hug from Anjali". It was SO much fun to reconnect with Mary, Anjali &amp;amp; family, &amp;amp; Lisa. Pictured: Ellie, Mary, Lisa, Anjali, Chloe, &amp;amp; Grant. Anjali is doing SO well &amp;amp; is such a sweetie - the girls had a lot of fun together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6090237431751460238?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6090237431751460238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6090237431751460238' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6090237431751460238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6090237431751460238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/couple-of-quick-photos-from-our-trip.html' title='couple of quick photos from our trip'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SDKsEZ_LtAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/DSVEnLxMJ6Y/s72-c/IMG_4946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2830830512954491123</id><published>2008-05-09T15:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T15:41:39.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy day fun at the museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCSnqNwwhPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/wEAghuin6Ow/s1600-h/hoh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198464213582906610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCSnqNwwhPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/wEAghuin6Ow/s400/hoh1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCSnqdwwhQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/H3hvdmMV-8Q/s1600-h/hoh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198464217877873922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCSnqdwwhQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/H3hvdmMV-8Q/s400/hoh2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCSnqtwwhRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/oX-v4uHAPjY/s1600-h/hoh3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198464222172841234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCSnqtwwhRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/oX-v4uHAPjY/s400/hoh3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCSnq9wwhSI/AAAAAAAAAts/vMK82VwqvU0/s1600-h/hoh4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198464226467808546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCSnq9wwhSI/AAAAAAAAAts/vMK82VwqvU0/s400/hoh4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fun at the museum for Chloe, fun digiscrapping for mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived, we discovered TWO busloads of fieldtrippers already in the children's museum! Pretty soon though, they cleared out &amp;amp; we got to play to our hearts content. Topped off by a yummy late lunch - a great morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2830830512954491123?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2830830512954491123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2830830512954491123' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2830830512954491123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2830830512954491123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/rainy-day-fun-at-museum.html' title='rainy day fun at the museum'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCSnqNwwhPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/wEAghuin6Ow/s72-c/hoh1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4356863919330132771</id><published>2008-05-08T16:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:35:23.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>going to visit Anjali!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCNhQfIEI4I/AAAAAAAAAtM/opR0SNTbJ2w/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198105330776810370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCNhQfIEI4I/AAAAAAAAAtM/opR0SNTbJ2w/s400/IMG_0696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCNf9PIEI3I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Z5GGE59NPpo/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this photo while creating the previous post - and am posting it to say we are going to visit Anjali in Michigan next weekend! (this photo was taken in flight from Wuhan in 2005). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anjali is from Tuan Feng SWI as is Chloe - we were on the adoption trip with Mary (her mom) and Lisa (travel mate).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were able to visit them 2 years ago &amp;amp; are taking another trip. We're driving the motorhome &amp;amp; staying at a fantastic campground quite near the Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe is more excited to hear that Anjali has dudes (older brothers) than actually having a reunion with Anjali.  And also concerned that I remember to pack her favorite cheese curls - I only buy them for travel or special occasions!  Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4356863919330132771?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4356863919330132771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4356863919330132771' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4356863919330132771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4356863919330132771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/going-to-visit-anjali.html' title='going to visit Anjali!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCNhQfIEI4I/AAAAAAAAAtM/opR0SNTbJ2w/s72-c/IMG_0696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-9011526187317409622</id><published>2008-05-08T15:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T15:51:51.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>story from Wuhan airport - Chloe's adoption trip, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCNWPvIEI1I/AAAAAAAAAs0/H8BIAwxRL7k/s1600-h/IMG_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198093223264002898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCNWPvIEI1I/AAAAAAAAAs0/H8BIAwxRL7k/s400/IMG_0694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCNWQPIEI2I/AAAAAAAAAs8/g_A-KQ1CQ78/s1600-h/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198093231853937506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCNWQPIEI2I/AAAAAAAAAs8/g_A-KQ1CQ78/s400/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, this post is a blast from our past. I was reminded of it from this (password protected) &lt;a href="http://hiphiphubei.blogspot.com/2008/04/blessed-beyond-measure.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; from Patricia at Hip Hip Hubei. This haunts me every time I think of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting in the Wuhan airport to leave Hubei for Guangzhou, we noticed a young local woman, she was an airport worker, maybe janitorial. She was absolutely mesmerized by Chloe and stared pointedly at her. She stood right in front of us, continuing to gaze at Chloe. It was quite awkward as she clearly was not interested in me or Grant. She backed away then, and began to cry as if her heart would break. She continued to stand behind us sobbing &amp;amp; weeping before finally leaving us, shocked and puzzled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant pointed out that she likely was forced to abandon a child - there is no other way to account for her behavior. It is unlikely that she had a direct connection to Chloe, but something about Chloe must have triggered her memory and emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time I recall the encounter, I have bittersweet feelings. We are so blessed to parent Chloe. But that blessing was someone else's curse and loss. Chloe herself shares in the loss and I grieve with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-9011526187317409622?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/9011526187317409622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=9011526187317409622' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/9011526187317409622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/9011526187317409622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/story-from-wuhan-airport-chloes.html' title='story from Wuhan airport - Chloe&apos;s adoption trip, 2005'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SCNWPvIEI1I/AAAAAAAAAs0/H8BIAwxRL7k/s72-c/IMG_0694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6661797122718384375</id><published>2008-05-04T17:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:42:15.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ushering in a new era....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SB4tDWCYz9I/AAAAAAAAAss/v8ieZDTuwYA/s1600-h/barbie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196640555510583250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SB4tDWCYz9I/AAAAAAAAAss/v8ieZDTuwYA/s400/barbie+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BARBIE!!! As of 9:07 p.m. last evening...Barbie is IT!  And look at HER ride!  Chloe received this Barbie Hot Tub Motorhome from Grandma for Christmas, and it's Barbie's 'Chariot of Luxury' for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6661797122718384375?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6661797122718384375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6661797122718384375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6661797122718384375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6661797122718384375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/ushering-in-new-era.html' title='ushering in a new era....'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SB4tDWCYz9I/AAAAAAAAAss/v8ieZDTuwYA/s72-c/barbie+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7383962769725089594</id><published>2008-05-04T13:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:22:52.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just peachy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SB3wOmCYz8I/AAAAAAAAAsk/gAghG60pgIE/s1600-h/just+peachy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196573678574817218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SB3wOmCYz8I/AAAAAAAAAsk/gAghG60pgIE/s400/just+peachy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the outfit speaks for itself!  here's the link to &lt;a href="http://flyawayhomeclothing.com/"&gt;flyawayhome&lt;/a&gt; clothing - go shopping or just enjoy the cuteness of the outfits on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7383962769725089594?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7383962769725089594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7383962769725089594' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7383962769725089594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7383962769725089594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-peachy.html' title='just peachy'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SB3wOmCYz8I/AAAAAAAAAsk/gAghG60pgIE/s72-c/just+peachy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4064501963861830770</id><published>2008-05-03T17:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T17:44:30.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tea party with Nana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SBza_2CYz5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/cvGBgwu9-WY/s1600-h/nana+tea+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196268860450852754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SBza_2CYz5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/cvGBgwu9-WY/s400/nana+tea+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SBzbAGCYz6I/AAAAAAAAAsU/HV-qDA-J6vo/s1600-h/nana+tea+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196268864745820066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SBzbAGCYz6I/AAAAAAAAAsU/HV-qDA-J6vo/s400/nana+tea+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SBzbAWCYz7I/AAAAAAAAAsc/92LjAMrbeok/s1600-h/nana+tea+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196268869040787378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SBzbAWCYz7I/AAAAAAAAAsc/92LjAMrbeok/s400/nana+tea+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got all gussied up to go to Mother Daughter tea with Nana at her church. We enjoyed our finery &amp;amp; the fancy food very much. Then Grant rescued me &amp;amp; took Chloe home so I could relax, visit with the other ladies, &amp;amp; stay for the program. Thanks, Nana &amp;amp; thanks Grant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and THANKS to Angie &amp;amp; her girls for the pretty dress - Chloe was telling our tablemates about you today  : )) Another cute oufit courtesy of the 'Beiler Girl Collection' of hand-me-downs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4064501963861830770?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4064501963861830770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4064501963861830770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4064501963861830770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4064501963861830770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/05/tea-party-with-nana.html' title='tea party with Nana'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SBza_2CYz5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/cvGBgwu9-WY/s72-c/nana+tea+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-5123302205377987921</id><published>2008-04-29T14:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:49:23.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 random facts...</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://thehappyhippychronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrea&lt;/a&gt; for 3 random things.  I think you were challenging me to digiscrap them...would my blogover do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the junk on me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  my first name is Susan (middle name is Janelle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  This spring I lost 20 pounds doing the &lt;a href="http://www.weighdown.com/"&gt;WeighDown&lt;/a&gt; program. Because it is faith based, I feel I've lost 20 pounds of body weight &amp;amp; 1,000 pounds of spiritual weight.  yay. I don't think I'm finished with weight loss &amp;amp; spiritual growth yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Unbelievably, we are going to look at yet ANOTHER house tomorrow.  We thought we were all set with our plans and now the (seemingly) perfect home in the perfect neighborhood is on the market.  Stay tuned.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.  I tag: my dear friend, &lt;a href="http://rhondaswlsjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rhonda&lt;/a&gt; because she needs to BLOG more!  Go visit her sometime &amp;amp; encourage her.  I also tag my FCC friends who blog, &lt;a href="http://www.meimeijournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://kerid.wordpress.com/"&gt;Keri.&lt;/a&gt;  They have moved mountains on behalf of children and I'd love 3 random things about them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-5123302205377987921?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/5123302205377987921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=5123302205377987921' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5123302205377987921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5123302205377987921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-random-facts.html' title='3 random facts...'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7614980733945525499</id><published>2008-04-21T15:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:42:41.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more 'heart goodness' from the weekend</title><content type='html'>For many years, I didn't understand the attraction of camping. Why would you drag all that stuff around? What if the weather was bad? What could there possibly be available to do for fun &amp;amp; entertainment? When I saw caravans of campers and motorhomes heading to camping meccas, I would sneer a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to now.  Gas prices aside (which is a factor for all travel, anyway) staying in a campground is a terrific family vacation! We took the motorhome (more about that later) and my sister's family drove their camper. My parents stayed at their beach place. There is plenty for the kids to do at the playground, plus the whole beach, boardwalk attraction. Kids can run, ride bike, and be outside. Adults are thrilled to sit around the campfire while the kids exhaust themselves in the great outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad weather?  If it is forecast to be truly awful, I bail out.  We camped last Easter -  very cold and even snowed and we had a fabulous time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot wrap my head around tenting (but admire those who do). I think I finished with that in my twenties when I took a six pack &amp;amp; a swimming suit to tent camp at the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, no matter where you go with kids; you are not traveling lightly anyway, so it's fine to pack some favorite toys, plenty of clothes, great food &amp;amp; drink, not to mention freshly laundered linens, and whatever else makes you feel comfy away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've often said I wish we could drive the motorhome to CHINA for our next adoption trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAzqPISvnbI/AAAAAAAAArU/ikoBO5FvdWQ/s1600-h/frontiertown+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191782016096378290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAzqPISvnbI/AAAAAAAAArU/ikoBO5FvdWQ/s400/frontiertown+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAzqPYSvncI/AAAAAAAAArc/FFi9ZilxqUQ/s1600-h/frontiertown+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191782020391345602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAzqPYSvncI/AAAAAAAAArc/FFi9ZilxqUQ/s400/frontiertown+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Chariot of Luxury that we stayed in. It belongs to Nana &amp;amp; Pop Pop -- they just got it, this weekend was it's maiden voyage. Grant worked hard getting it ready &amp;amp; we both had to learn how everything worked. It is FINE, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAzqPYSvndI/AAAAAAAAArk/M3opX08bYOE/s1600-h/motorhome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191782020391345618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAzqPYSvndI/AAAAAAAAArk/M3opX08bYOE/s400/motorhome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7614980733945525499?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7614980733945525499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7614980733945525499' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7614980733945525499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7614980733945525499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-heart-goodness-from-weekend.html' title='more &apos;heart goodness&apos; from the weekend'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAzqPISvnbI/AAAAAAAAArU/ikoBO5FvdWQ/s72-c/frontiertown+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7795394331103102815</id><published>2008-04-21T11:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:30:31.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"oh my heart...my heart is good now!"</title><content type='html'>that's what Chloe said when we reached the campground, "Oh my heart! My heart is good now!"She was, of course, referring to her reunion with her dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my heart was good, too! A glorious weekend at the beach with my family. (we missed my brother &amp;amp; his family -- it was PROM weekend for them. enough said!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over I felt so blessed with family, weather, and just the gorgeous beach scenery. We did it all! Beach, Fish Tales (fave restaurant), cookouts, bike rides, boardwalk, playing on the beach, golf, fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part one - I have more photos to share.  Click on a collage to enlarge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAyw_YSvnXI/AAAAAAAAAq0/I93pU8hZsb0/s1600-h/fish+tales.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191719073350655346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAyw_YSvnXI/AAAAAAAAAq0/I93pU8hZsb0/s400/fish+tales.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAyxCYSvnYI/AAAAAAAAAq8/i-kgbrx13Jo/s1600-h/fish+tales+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191719124890262914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAyxCYSvnYI/AAAAAAAAAq8/i-kgbrx13Jo/s400/fish+tales+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAyxE4SvnZI/AAAAAAAAArE/4s8KWDo0BQA/s1600-h/fish+tales+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191719167839935890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAyxE4SvnZI/AAAAAAAAArE/4s8KWDo0BQA/s400/fish+tales+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAyxFYSvnaI/AAAAAAAAArM/XrSTJUP5KR4/s1600-h/fish+tales+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191719176429870498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAyxFYSvnaI/AAAAAAAAArM/XrSTJUP5KR4/s400/fish+tales+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7795394331103102815?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7795394331103102815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7795394331103102815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7795394331103102815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7795394331103102815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my-heartmy-heart-is-good-now.html' title='&quot;oh my heart...my heart is good now!&quot;'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAyw_YSvnXI/AAAAAAAAAq0/I93pU8hZsb0/s72-c/fish+tales.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-8377625344100187181</id><published>2008-04-16T12:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T13:02:36.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>take her to the beach...</title><content type='html'>...she's ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAYwWUowhAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/l3AaBvUMWu8/s1600-h/sandbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189888780645991426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAYwWUowhAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/l3AaBvUMWu8/s400/sandbox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She forgot about her sandbox until I suggested it this morning and she's been at it for HOURS! We both needed a break from our frenetic preparations for our upcoming weekend at the beach -- we're staying in a campground (but not roughing it!).  It never fails to amaze me how much work it is getting ready -- not complaining, though -- and an added bonus -- the DUDES are staying in the campground, too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, back to work for mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-8377625344100187181?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/8377625344100187181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=8377625344100187181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8377625344100187181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8377625344100187181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/04/take-her-to-beach.html' title='take her to the beach...'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAYwWUowhAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/l3AaBvUMWu8/s72-c/sandbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-896973883124234640</id><published>2008-04-15T07:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T07:25:48.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>musings from my prayer journal</title><content type='html'>Last night Chloe was acting up and needed a time-out. This was not fun, there were many tears and much sobbing on her part and it hurt me to impose this necessary discipline. (a very lengthy three minutes of time out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was over, I brought her a cup of milk and held her on my lap reading her Bible story book (her choice). We spent a long time there and it was precious time for our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I reflected some more about this (I was praying for forgiveness for my impatience with her) and was struck by how our human feelings have been programmed by God so we can understand Him and turn to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were preparing for Chloe's adoption, we learned and researched a lot about attachment and bonding. The idea of being ready to supply every need for her so that she learns that we are providers of everything and consequently attaches and bonds to us. What a concept! What a spiritual precept! God desires the very same thing for His relationship with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to provide for our needs so that we trust Him in everything and rely totally on Him. To be attached and bonded to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also will discipline us. Because I am a slow learner, I have felt this correction many times, and the sweetness does lie in the time after the discipline. This is the time that, if I've truly repented and have a contrite heart, my heavenly Father does love me with heartbreaking tenderness. He reveals Himself most clearly to the brokenhearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful that through the blessing of parenting Chloe I am allowed more glimpses into the heart of the Creator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-896973883124234640?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/896973883124234640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=896973883124234640' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/896973883124234640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/896973883124234640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/04/musings-from-my-prayer-journal.html' title='musings from my prayer journal'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-8626862683665938540</id><published>2008-04-14T13:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T14:58:17.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>house news</title><content type='html'>We're still planning to build a home on our wooded lot; in fact, we were there Sunday checking out the site, the spring growth, and the wildlife. Because of the creek on the property, obtaining permits has been a slow go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, we're moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had settlement on a property we've purchased from a family member. It is situated at the edge of our development and will eventually be an investment property for a commercial project; but for now - we'll enjoy a little more space and a larger yard while we ready our current house for rental and build our dream home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been inside the house, and realize it is older and we'll keep it 'as is', however, we are excited for the change of scene and more room. We'll probably be moving in 4-6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our social worker lives in our development &amp;amp; now she can observe us from her front door if she wants to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAOl40owg-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/FxBVfuWhH5w/s1600-h/pat+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189173591281796066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAOl40owg-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/FxBVfuWhH5w/s400/pat+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAOl5Uowg_I/AAAAAAAAAqk/wCCrikbXSrA/s1600-h/pat+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189173599871730674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAOl5Uowg_I/AAAAAAAAAqk/wCCrikbXSrA/s400/pat+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-8626862683665938540?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/8626862683665938540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=8626862683665938540' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8626862683665938540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/8626862683665938540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/04/house-news.html' title='house news'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SAOl40owg-I/AAAAAAAAAqc/FxBVfuWhH5w/s72-c/pat+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-5239272555000349081</id><published>2008-04-10T17:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T17:36:21.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>greeting the spring sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_6HPLUUtBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Dhpc0OLolNw/s1600-h/sunshine+%26+umbrellas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187732515583210514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_6HPLUUtBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Dhpc0OLolNw/s400/sunshine+%26+umbrellas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe &amp;amp; her friend wanted to play umbrellas on the most beautiful sunny spring day!  funny girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the most delightful neighborhood - kids galore to play with Chloe.  It is safe for her to walk out the door (with our permission &amp;amp; within the set boundries) and play with neighborhood children. They play hide &amp;amp; seek, ride bikes, and just mess around -- like kids SHOULD play and like I remember childhood. It is absolutely the best quality of our current home and one I will miss when we move to a more secluded lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-5239272555000349081?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/5239272555000349081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=5239272555000349081' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5239272555000349081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5239272555000349081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/04/greeting-spring-sunshine.html' title='greeting the spring sunshine'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_6HPLUUtBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Dhpc0OLolNw/s72-c/sunshine+%26+umbrellas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3451372690804269877</id><published>2008-04-09T12:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:59:35.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a morning outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_z0ZTp4fRI/AAAAAAAAAp8/XWVyfYyOwp0/s1600-h/petting+zoo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187289586433817874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_z0ZTp4fRI/AAAAAAAAAp8/XWVyfYyOwp0/s400/petting+zoo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_z0Zzp4fSI/AAAAAAAAAqE/TuS251KQyng/s1600-h/petting+zoo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187289595023752482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_z0Zzp4fSI/AAAAAAAAAqE/TuS251KQyng/s400/petting+zoo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_z0Zzp4fTI/AAAAAAAAAqM/tQjcamJYqdU/s1600-h/petting+zoo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187289595023752498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_z0Zzp4fTI/AAAAAAAAAqM/tQjcamJYqdU/s400/petting+zoo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we visited the petting zoo this morning -- armed with lots of goodies for the critters, we saw the goats, ducks, bunnies, wallaby, deer, donkeys, llamas, pigs, &amp;amp; birds. Chloe was delighted with the animals and herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a quick swim in the hand sanitizer, we topped off our morning with lunch at McDonalds. What is it about that place that is SO attractive to children? We rarely go there &amp;amp; I don't make a big deal about it, but Chloe adores McDonalds (doesn't eat much of anything, but loves it anyway!). I shivered at the outdoor play area while she had a ball!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we're home after a chilly, but fun outing -- the sun is resplendent!  Ah, spring in the Northeast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3451372690804269877?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3451372690804269877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3451372690804269877' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3451372690804269877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3451372690804269877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/04/morning-outing.html' title='a morning outing'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_z0ZTp4fRI/AAAAAAAAAp8/XWVyfYyOwp0/s72-c/petting+zoo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4915289586556672085</id><published>2008-04-01T15:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:12:09.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>which came first....?</title><content type='html'>...the digiscrap ladybug kit or the ladybug tea set?  I'll never tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_KIwDp4fOI/AAAAAAAAApk/ayyV50pYY8w/s1600-h/tea+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184356480252935394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_KIwDp4fOI/AAAAAAAAApk/ayyV50pYY8w/s400/tea+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_KIwzp4fPI/AAAAAAAAAps/fiFnmYrUHU4/s1600-h/tea+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184356493137837298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_KIwzp4fPI/AAAAAAAAAps/fiFnmYrUHU4/s400/tea+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4915289586556672085?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4915289586556672085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4915289586556672085' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4915289586556672085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4915289586556672085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/04/which-came-first.html' title='which came first....?'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_KIwDp4fOI/AAAAAAAAApk/ayyV50pYY8w/s72-c/tea+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6347555628379395166</id><published>2008-03-31T16:06:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:35:45.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wheels are turning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_FEpjp4fMI/AAAAAAAAApU/CmA1Fkie2Rk/s1600-h/wheelies+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184000126816386242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_FEpjp4fMI/AAAAAAAAApU/CmA1Fkie2Rk/s400/wheelies+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_FEpzp4fNI/AAAAAAAAApc/Z59U9DaTiNU/s1600-h/wheelies+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184000131111353554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_FEpzp4fNI/AAAAAAAAApc/Z59U9DaTiNU/s400/wheelies+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a cool thing to do that I discovered a few weeks ago. A roller skating rink opens up for bikes, trikes, and wheelie toys once a week. A two hour kiddie ride time complete with disco ball and music!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so nice to have this option on rainy, cool days. This week, we invited my cousin's son, Bret (he is with his grandma on Mondays) to join us. Chloe had a good time entertaining him at home, we enjoyed lunch together, and had tons of fun zooming around the rink. Bret is greatly beloved by Chloe -- he is a very nice and sweet little boy. And what goes around comes around: Bret's dad, my cousin, was MY favorite friend when we were kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you tell that Chloe's new bicycle has opened up vistas of new experiences for us? We love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6347555628379395166?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6347555628379395166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6347555628379395166' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6347555628379395166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6347555628379395166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/wheels-are-turning.html' title='wheels are turning!'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_FEpjp4fMI/AAAAAAAAApU/CmA1Fkie2Rk/s72-c/wheelies+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2074119750882989266</id><published>2008-03-30T19:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T07:01:33.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a perfect evening...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_AtUjp4fII/AAAAAAAAAo0/i80s9fVdW40/s1600-h/grings+mill+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183693002294983810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_AtUjp4fII/AAAAAAAAAo0/i80s9fVdW40/s400/grings+mill+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_AtUjp4fJI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GrGmgcbsFFc/s1600-h/grings+mill+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183693002294983826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_AtUjp4fJI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GrGmgcbsFFc/s400/grings+mill+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_AtUzp4fKI/AAAAAAAAApE/4nPen0s5BY8/s1600-h/grings+mill+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183693006589951138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_AtUzp4fKI/AAAAAAAAApE/4nPen0s5BY8/s400/grings+mill+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_AtVDp4fLI/AAAAAAAAApM/RRkEGfPywv0/s1600-h/grings+mill+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183693010884918450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_AtVDp4fLI/AAAAAAAAApM/RRkEGfPywv0/s400/grings+mill+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...for me, at least!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green Tea 'tinis, seaweed salad, and 'love boat for two' sushi sampler at the Asian restaurant. A family hike along the river park before sunset. Life is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's YOUR perfect evening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2074119750882989266?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2074119750882989266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2074119750882989266' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2074119750882989266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2074119750882989266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/perfect-evening.html' title='a perfect evening...'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R_AtUjp4fII/AAAAAAAAAo0/i80s9fVdW40/s72-c/grings+mill+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7026241693306388329</id><published>2008-03-29T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:50:39.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-6dgDp4fHI/AAAAAAAAAos/L_ic7_D8uds/s1600-h/dress+up+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183253395212369010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-6dgDp4fHI/AAAAAAAAAos/L_ic7_D8uds/s400/dress+up+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7026241693306388329?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7026241693306388329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7026241693306388329' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7026241693306388329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7026241693306388329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-6dgDp4fHI/AAAAAAAAAos/L_ic7_D8uds/s72-c/dress+up+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-3130394237327424974</id><published>2008-03-28T13:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:07:57.342-04:00</updated><title type='text'>had fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-0lQzp4fGI/AAAAAAAAAok/9eP1-1KyuAo/s1600-h/Aaliyah+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182839716847320162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-0lQzp4fGI/AAAAAAAAAok/9eP1-1KyuAo/s400/Aaliyah+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-0lHzp4fEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/T6EENFL1QIY/s1600-h/aaliyah+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-0lIzp4fFI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ETj3jLdrpvA/s1600-h/aaliyah+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182839579408366674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-0lIzp4fFI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ETj3jLdrpvA/s400/aaliyah+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had a friend from Chloe's Sunday School class over for the morning. Aaliyah is a little older than Chloe and they had fun with play doh, dolls, princess castle, bikes, playground, and of course -- snack &amp;amp; princess movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope she can visit us again SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-3130394237327424974?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/3130394237327424974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=3130394237327424974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3130394237327424974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/3130394237327424974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/had-fun.html' title='had fun'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-0lQzp4fGI/AAAAAAAAAok/9eP1-1KyuAo/s72-c/Aaliyah+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6666154249219804972</id><published>2008-03-27T13:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T13:20:17.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what is going on HERE???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-vWUDp4fDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/tmAWHW_AP2c/s1600-h/IMG_4018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182471436286590002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-vWUDp4fDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/tmAWHW_AP2c/s400/IMG_4018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant's getting a haircut, of course! He does the shaving, I roll on the floor laughing at the skippers in the haircut, and Chloe trims them!  Can you imagine the level of trust letting a 3-year-old have a go at the back of your head with  salon scissors??!  not me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6666154249219804972?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6666154249219804972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6666154249219804972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6666154249219804972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6666154249219804972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-going-on-here.html' title='what is going on HERE???'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-vWUDp4fDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/tmAWHW_AP2c/s72-c/IMG_4018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4376661262644478883</id><published>2008-03-22T13:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T13:19:39.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>can't you just smell the vinegar dye?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-U-_Dp4fCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/l-BsudzobGw/s1600-h/coloring+eggs+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180616199393279010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-U-_Dp4fCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/l-BsudzobGw/s400/coloring+eggs+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was lots more fun that I thought!  I was kind of stingy with the eggs (only used 6) because I know Chloe doesn't want us to eat them. She's under the impression that a chick is going to hatch out (I think they have some eggs in an incubator in school).  She was HORRIFIED at my suggestion that we eat the eggs she colored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4376661262644478883?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4376661262644478883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4376661262644478883' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4376661262644478883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4376661262644478883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/cant-you-just-smell-vinegar-dye.html' title='can&apos;t you just smell the vinegar dye?'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-U-_Dp4fCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/l-BsudzobGw/s72-c/coloring+eggs+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6836504487282503267</id><published>2008-03-21T15:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T15:20:32.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cub club egg hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-QJzDp4fAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/4wMH6T2Q9uo/s1600-h/fcc+easter+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180276244141865986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-QJzDp4fAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/4wMH6T2Q9uo/s400/fcc+easter+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-QJzTp4fBI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Cc5FlMc_Kbo/s1600-h/fcc+easter+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180276248436833298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-QJzTp4fBI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Cc5FlMc_Kbo/s400/fcc+easter+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well, since they are so BUSY, it's easier to collage these photos than try to line them all up for a photo shoot -- I think I got everyone including the super egg hider big brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had fun with our friends today and are looking forward to the Seuss movie tonite with one of the 'dudes'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6836504487282503267?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6836504487282503267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6836504487282503267' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6836504487282503267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6836504487282503267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/cub-club-egg-hunt.html' title='cub club egg hunt'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-QJzDp4fAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/4wMH6T2Q9uo/s72-c/fcc+easter+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-9024217980829371708</id><published>2008-03-20T13:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T14:20:30.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-KpuDp4e_I/AAAAAAAAAns/LgxWyvizgco/s1600-h/easter+bunny+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179889130149542898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-KpuDp4e_I/AAAAAAAAAns/LgxWyvizgco/s400/easter+bunny+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you baskets of joy as we celebrate the gift of our Risen Savior this Easter weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-9024217980829371708?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/9024217980829371708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=9024217980829371708' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/9024217980829371708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/9024217980829371708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/wishing-you-baskets-of-joy-as-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R-KpuDp4e_I/AAAAAAAAAns/LgxWyvizgco/s72-c/easter+bunny+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-4593786923906727966</id><published>2008-03-16T17:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T17:18:30.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Palm Sunday Pinata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R92MpTvDLKI/AAAAAAAAAnk/EMYw2BF76MM/s1600-h/pinata+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178449787846077602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R92MpTvDLKI/AAAAAAAAAnk/EMYw2BF76MM/s400/pinata+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our family Easter dinner today -- delicious food &amp;amp; terrific time spent together. As the kids get older - we've abandoned the egg hunt in favor of the pinata -- it's great fun for the kids to play &amp;amp; hilarious for the adults to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also pictured is a long-time Easter tradition...my mom's bunny cake -- cute &amp;amp; yummy! The bunny pinata and the bunny cake both took 'a beating' this afternoon - good times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-4593786923906727966?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/4593786923906727966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=4593786923906727966' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4593786923906727966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/4593786923906727966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/palm-sunday-pinata.html' title='Palm Sunday Pinata'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R92MpTvDLKI/AAAAAAAAAnk/EMYw2BF76MM/s72-c/pinata+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2762326850171153210</id><published>2008-03-11T15:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T16:03:34.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9bkfDvDLII/AAAAAAAAAnU/v4OCbcmxQmo/s1600-h/biker+chick+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176576043938688130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9bkfDvDLII/AAAAAAAAAnU/v4OCbcmxQmo/s400/biker+chick+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9bkUjvDLGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/kBN8SxeBRSI/s1600-h/biker+chick+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9bkWDvDLHI/AAAAAAAAAnM/mhd__y_kn-g/s1600-h/biker+chick+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176575889319865458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9bkWDvDLHI/AAAAAAAAAnM/mhd__y_kn-g/s400/biker+chick+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, another milestone! We were planning this for an Easter gift, but 'someone' couldn't wait. (mommy). The day was so lovely and Chloe had outgrown her trike (legs too long), so while Chloe was in preschool today, I got this &amp;amp; set it in the driveway for her return home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was well received. And I was pleased at how well she did riding it -- some of our past 'wheeled' attempts have been frustrating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we usually require a helmet - these photos are from her first ride - she couldn't wait to jump on and go, and I just couldn't steal the joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2762326850171153210?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2762326850171153210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2762326850171153210' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2762326850171153210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2762326850171153210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/ah-another-milestone-we-were-planning.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9bkfDvDLII/AAAAAAAAAnU/v4OCbcmxQmo/s72-c/biker+chick+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-7899851827174295517</id><published>2008-03-10T14:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:51:46.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9WCtTvDK9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/Ln3TEDL3BF4/s1600-h/IMG_4021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176187061635591122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9WCtTvDK9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/Ln3TEDL3BF4/s400/IMG_4021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's the inside of my DRYER after washing &amp;amp; drying several crayons!!!  Festive &amp;amp; lovely, yes -- but does anyone know how to CLEAN this??  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'm sure this never happens to Martha Stewart)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-7899851827174295517?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/7899851827174295517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=7899851827174295517' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7899851827174295517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/7899851827174295517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-this.html' title='what is this?'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9WCtTvDK9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/Ln3TEDL3BF4/s72-c/IMG_4021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-6434029337091720272</id><published>2008-03-09T16:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T16:26:12.342-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9RGGjvDK8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/nTdiDdp27E4/s1600-h/circus+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175838950241283010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9RGGjvDK8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/nTdiDdp27E4/s400/circus+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9RF0zvDK7I/AAAAAAAAAlg/E7N54ihNQa4/s1600-h/circus+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175838645298604978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9RF0zvDK7I/AAAAAAAAAlg/E7N54ihNQa4/s400/circus+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9RFiDvDK6I/AAAAAAAAAlY/wfeuYyVvGSk/s1600-h/circus+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175838323176057762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9RFiDvDK6I/AAAAAAAAAlY/wfeuYyVvGSk/s400/circus+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Friday night we visited the Shrine Circus and had lots of fun riding the animals, tasting cotton candy (a first for Chloe!) and watching the acts. Grant is a Shriner and when we were dating, we spent a weekend volunteering at the circus, so it brought back great memories, too! I always like to know what goes on 'behind the scenes' and I remember that the swarthy, cigarette smoking circus workers were fun and personable! And they were very kind to Chloe on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it IS smelly - Chloe &amp;amp; I reeked of Eau de Elephante all evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-6434029337091720272?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/6434029337091720272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=6434029337091720272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6434029337091720272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/6434029337091720272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-friday-night-we-visited-shrine.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9RGGjvDK8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/nTdiDdp27E4/s72-c/circus+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-934982832590530524</id><published>2008-03-06T11:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T11:40:38.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9AeQCaIkHI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ql_zXiu46rM/s1600-h/treasure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174669232721924210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9AeQCaIkHI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ql_zXiu46rM/s400/treasure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we anticipate one (or two) moves in the near future (more about that, later) I have become motivated to really look at our possessions and spaces. And clearing out the clutter! Yesterday, I cast my eyes on my jewelry box. It's a shame when so many beautiful pieces are unwearable because of being tangled, dirty, or missing a mate. So we sat down &amp;amp; took care of that. Chloe was the recipient of all the 'leftovers'. She was thrilled! Like she hit the jackpot! We spent a very pleasant couple of hours sorting through my treasures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I'll still have to remove them from her room sometime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-934982832590530524?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/934982832590530524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=934982832590530524' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/934982832590530524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/934982832590530524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-we-anticipate-one-or-two-moves-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R9AeQCaIkHI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ql_zXiu46rM/s72-c/treasure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-5813930266051928860</id><published>2008-02-28T13:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:18:28.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little incentive</title><content type='html'>Any time I ask Chloe what she'd like to do with a free day or evening, she asks to spend time with her dudes (Cousins, Josh &amp;amp; Ryan). They are her absolute favorite people in the world &amp;amp; they treat her like gold. They are also growing up fast &amp;amp; very busy with sports, school, hobbies, and friends. So...we felt privileged to spend an evening with them. As an incentive for Chloe's good behavior (aka bribery and blackmail fodder), we planned a "Night With the Dudes". They came after school, played, did some errands with us, we went out for dinner, and then...GYM NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their school (also will be Chloe's elementary school) opens the gym to preschoolers once a week in the winter to acquaint them with the school and generally have fun.  The gym teacher leads fun, age appropriate activities with them - he's quite a gem, too -- Chloe adores Mr. I. and likes to tell him whatever is on her heart that day.  It was fun for the boys to take her there &amp;amp; 'help' and be 'introduced' to their gym teacher by Chloe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These dudes are future marraige material for sure!  But be warned...prospective brides will be subject to strict screening from Cousin Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R8b_ChSdfvI/AAAAAAAAAlI/sZif82pH93M/s1600-h/real+men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172101640842215154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R8b_ChSdfvI/AAAAAAAAAlI/sZif82pH93M/s400/real+men.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R8b-6RSdfuI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wmwhxoE0F2Y/s1600-h/gym+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172101499108294370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R8b-6RSdfuI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wmwhxoE0F2Y/s400/gym+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-5813930266051928860?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/5813930266051928860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=5813930266051928860' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5813930266051928860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/5813930266051928860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-incentive.html' title='a little incentive'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/R8b_ChSdfvI/AAAAAAAAAlI/sZif82pH93M/s72-c/real+men.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315584749400598571.post-2192862584617286845</id><published>2008-02-26T11:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:37:59.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>infertility, adoption, pregnancy, and telling the story</title><content type='html'>Chloe's preschool teacher has 'a baby in her tummy'.  This revelation came from the backseat on the way home from school on Tuesday.  I already knew this because, although she isn't very far along, I still have an uncanny radar about these things as a throwback to my hypersensitive infertility days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, hearing Chloe talk about this was a huge relief to me. Of course, I've addressed it with Chloe many times in telling her story, birth mother, and adoption. But it is always supercharged with emotion for me. It was good to hear that she understood this piece in the matter of fact way it was presented to her. As the wonderful, miraculous event that it really is. Without being complicated by stories of abandonment, infertility, and the other parts of the story the way I feel obliged to tell it as I strive to honestly educate Chloe about her beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to adoption through a long and painful struggle with infertility. I can now see the inability to conceive and birth children as a gift of grace, mercy, and blessing from God.  But, oh how long it took to understand this. And the painful price of journeying through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this so that anyone who is waiting for an adoption can feel the hope, anyone walking with someone infertile can feel compassion, anyone parenting an adopted child can relate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/315584749400598571-2192862584617286845?l=wisetales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/feeds/2192862584617286845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=315584749400598571&amp;postID=2192862584617286845' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2192862584617286845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/315584749400598571/posts/default/2192862584617286845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisetales.blogspot.com/2008/02/infertility-adoption-pregnancy-and.html' title='infertility, adoption, pregnancy, and telling the story'/><author><name>Janelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11126020306336088613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5c0_1_KbUw/SZB2A83H4tI/AAAAAAAABPU/f0y_jsj1nts/S220/wd+2009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
