<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665</id><updated>2010-01-03T13:01:20.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From My Front Porch Looking In</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>500</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-3745252642793911374</id><published>2010-01-03T12:42:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:01:20.561-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>2010 Support Your Local Library Reading Challenge</title><content type='html'>I just found this cool reading challenge! I'm all about it! If you want to check it out you can go to &lt;a href="http://j-kaye-book-blog.blogspot.com/2009/11/2010-support-your-local-library-reading.html"&gt;J.Kaye's Book Blog&lt;/a&gt; to read more about it and sign up on her blog!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/S0DldNH2YcI/AAAAAAAAEww/6F-9jOjyiOw/s1600-h/Library+Reading+Challenge.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 339px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/S0DldNH2YcI/AAAAAAAAEww/6F-9jOjyiOw/s400/Library+Reading+Challenge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422586241255629250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the challenge: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;1. Anyone can join. You don't need a blog to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Non-Bloggers: Post your list of books in the comment section of the wrap-up post. To learn how to sign up without having a blog, &lt;a href="http://j-kaye-book-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/q-with-j-kaye-signing-up-for-reading.html" style="color: rgb(148, 15, 4); font-weight: bold; "&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There are four levels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--The Mini – Check out and read 25 library books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Just My Size – Check out and read 50 library books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Stepping It Up – Check out and read 75 library books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Super Size Me – Check out and read 100 library books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aim high. As long as you read 25 by the end of 2010, you are a winner.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Audio, Re-reads, eBooks, YA, Young Reader – any book as long as it is checked out from the library count. Checked out like with a library card, not purchased at a library sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. No need to list your books in advance. You may select books as you go. Even if you list them now, you can change the list if needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Crossovers from other reading challenges count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Challenge begins January 1st thru December, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;I know you all want to participate in this!  I love the library and I think it's a great resource!!!  It's FREE people! I'm going to go for the Super Size Me level.  In 2008, I read 87 books.  In 2009, I read 129 books!  I read books, I listen to books, I read adult books, I read young adult books.  I hope you do, too!  Just try and read books and see if you can read at least as many books as you did last year or more!!!d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4318475668743783665-3745252642793911374?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/3745252642793911374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=3745252642793911374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/3745252642793911374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/3745252642793911374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-support-your-local-library-reading.html' title='2010 Support Your Local Library Reading Challenge'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/S0DldNH2YcI/AAAAAAAAEww/6F-9jOjyiOw/s72-c/Library+Reading+Challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-1884131003450989481</id><published>2009-12-31T20:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:12:49.731-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Farewell, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chad and I are sitting on the couch, I'm blogging and he's watching football.  I'm not sure we'll make it to the New Year's Eve shows...but we're still awake and it's almost 9:00.  Which, crazily, is late for us.  I thought I would go back to January of this year to find a couple of pictures of Jordan just to see how different he is.  He really isn't all that different, but he does look so much more like a boy than he did at the beginning of 2009.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1jkRv2_fI/AAAAAAAAEwY/bkb94tFLlVU/s400/DSCF4146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421599001314524658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I took this picture when we took Jordan for his first ever ride on a train.  He loved it.  I have a video of him saying, "Choo choo" when I asked him what a train said.  He talked back then, but he talks sooooo much now.  It's crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1jjxfDxNI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/ejdDgbu5TB0/s400/DSCF4201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421598992654124242" /&gt;We have been drinking lots of hot chocolate lately.  Mostly, he just likes to use the spoon to scoop up the marshmallows floating on top and then ask for more marshmallows, but that's okay.  This is Jordan now, December 2009. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1j3sQ6VyI/AAAAAAAAEwo/sK8bBrdBKo4/s1600-h/DSCF8323.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1j3sQ6VyI/AAAAAAAAEwo/sK8bBrdBKo4/s1600-h/DSCF8323.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1j3sQ6VyI/AAAAAAAAEwo/sK8bBrdBKo4/s400/DSCF8323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421599334849992482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The most fun part about the age he is right now is that he can really play.  He loves to play hide and seek and he really gets it.  He can be really quiet...until you say, "Jordan, I can't find you, where are you?" a few times and then he says, "I'm in here, Mom!"  He can play tag now.  He'll run up to me and say, "Tag, you're it!" and then take off running.  He is also getting a kick out of Chad's slapstick kind of humor.  He'll bash himself in the head with an empty water bottle and pretend he's knocked out and Jordan just cracks up in giggles.  This is Jordan's latest hiding spot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1j3JwhG0I/AAAAAAAAEwg/UIjAAYZegX4/s1600-h/DSCF8314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1j3JwhG0I/AAAAAAAAEwg/UIjAAYZegX4/s400/DSCF8314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421599325587315522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's wild that 2009 is coming to an end, but I am excited for 2010.  Is it bad that I'm already dreaming of summer?  Being off for two weeks is just awesome...but never enough.  I'm always left longing for my lazy summer to come back around.  The beginning of the new year means a new American Idol and new Lost episodes.  We rely on American Idol to get us through this next part of the school year and through to summer.  Jordan will turn three in May, I'll be 30 in June (yikes/yippee(?)), and, probably most exciting of all, we're expecting a new baby on July 7th (definite woo hoo!)!!!  So bring on 2010!!!!&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/4318475668743783665-1884131003450989481?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/1884131003450989481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=1884131003450989481' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1884131003450989481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1884131003450989481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/farewell-2009.html' title='Farewell, 2009'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1jkRv2_fI/AAAAAAAAEwY/bkb94tFLlVU/s72-c/DSCF4146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-6271717623559482804</id><published>2009-12-31T20:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:50:52.181-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><title type='text'>More Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wish I had taken more pictures from Christmas.  Don't get me wrong, I took a ton, but none of them are my favorite.  These, on the other hand, turned out really cute.  My mom took these of Jordan and they turned out so cute.  Look, he's even smiling in this one!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1iGmPxZHI/AAAAAAAAEv4/tL3pLpD8F5E/s400/100_5042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421597391909381234" /&gt;After all the presents were opened and we were just hanging out, Jordan found a basket of red bells that he had to put on the tree.  I love his little face when he's concentrating.  So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1iWiK3NpI/AAAAAAAAEwI/8fA2u0s1Yn8/s1600-h/100_5117.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1iWiK3NpI/AAAAAAAAEwI/8fA2u0s1Yn8/s1600-h/100_5117.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1iWiK3NpI/AAAAAAAAEwI/8fA2u0s1Yn8/s400/100_5117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421597665692956306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look at those little fingers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1iFbhTIZI/AAAAAAAAEvg/hqCpg0W9Tbs/s1600-h/100_5120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1iFbhTIZI/AAAAAAAAEvg/hqCpg0W9Tbs/s400/100_5120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421597371850236306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My baby has turned into such a boy.  I'm excited for 2010 with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1iEkmngrI/AAAAAAAAEvY/FFHTOkn_usU/s1600-h/100_5121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1iEkmngrI/AAAAAAAAEvY/FFHTOkn_usU/s400/100_5121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421597357108593330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-6271717623559482804?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/6271717623559482804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=6271717623559482804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/6271717623559482804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/6271717623559482804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-christmas-2009.html' title='More Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sz1iGmPxZHI/AAAAAAAAEv4/tL3pLpD8F5E/s72-c/100_5042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-2970293163083271584</id><published>2009-12-27T16:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:11:19.695-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Chicago Chocolate Tour Take Three!</title><content type='html'>It may seem like I'm a little obsessed...okay, maybe I am, but seriously, I love going down to the city, I love chocolate, I love the Chicago Chocolate Tours! This time I treated my friend Alison to a Chicago Chocolate Tour for her birthday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went on Tuesday when it was snowing a ton so it took us a while to get down to the city, but we made it just in time to meet our tour in Macy's. This time we did the downtown loop tour, which is the same tour I did with Kathy in March, except we got to go to the Christkindl Market in Daley Plaza which was really cool! It felt Christmas-y to be downtown when it was snowing and there were people and lights and music everywhere. I loved every second of it. I will definitely go down again next year to visit Macy's and then go to the Christkindl Market. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison and I by a fun tree in Macy's&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzfakYTyCAI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/SYoNmuXrAxk/s1600-h/DSCF8297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzfakYTyCAI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/SYoNmuXrAxk/s400/DSCF8297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420040995099248642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The giant, heavy clocks outside of Marshall Field's (sigh, now Macy's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Szfaj5TtLPI/AAAAAAAAEvI/vBp-WhAGGV8/s1600-h/DSCF8305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Szfaj5TtLPI/AAAAAAAAEvI/vBp-WhAGGV8/s400/DSCF8305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420040986777431282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big Christmas tree in Daley Plaza.  I liked it even though it was just one big tree this year instead of a million little ones put together.  This one had character!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzfajntqOGI/AAAAAAAAEvA/BWmPl9PbPIM/s1600-h/DSCF8306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzfajntqOGI/AAAAAAAAEvA/BWmPl9PbPIM/s400/DSCF8306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420040982054451298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison and I at the Christkindl Market!  Like my new hat?  I couldn't resist...and I needed a hat...it was snowing people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzfajOAdHCI/AAAAAAAAEu4/NCTF3WbxT-0/s1600-h/DSCF8308_2.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzfajOAdHCI/AAAAAAAAEu4/NCTF3WbxT-0/s400/DSCF8308_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420040975153962018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wall of chocolate at Hannah's Bretzels! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Szfai5A0NwI/AAAAAAAAEuw/cTfPmRQVLpQ/s1600-h/DSCF8310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Szfai5A0NwI/AAAAAAAAEuw/cTfPmRQVLpQ/s400/DSCF8310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420040969518331650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-2970293163083271584?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/2970293163083271584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=2970293163083271584' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/2970293163083271584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/2970293163083271584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/chicago-chocolate-tour-take-three.html' title='Chicago Chocolate Tour Take Three!'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzfakYTyCAI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/SYoNmuXrAxk/s72-c/DSCF8297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-6460718519074596518</id><published>2009-12-25T20:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:58:27.273-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am so thankful for such a great Christmas!  It was a fun year to watch Jordan opening all his presents.  He was super excited for all of his presents.  This year he was so happy for more Thomas trains and anything Cars.  This boy was in heaven today with all the presents.  We had a lot of fun seeing family and friends for Christmas celebrations.  I hope everyone had a very, merry Christmas today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzV6_gRd64I/AAAAAAAAEug/ZqPzHEa_CY0/s1600-h/DSCF8377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzV6_gRd64I/AAAAAAAAEug/ZqPzHEa_CY0/s400/DSCF8377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419372958023805826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-6460718519074596518?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/6460718519074596518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=6460718519074596518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/6460718519074596518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/6460718519074596518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzV6_gRd64I/AAAAAAAAEug/ZqPzHEa_CY0/s72-c/DSCF8377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-5176463182153086353</id><published>2009-12-24T09:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:01:22.428-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Kids' Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, Jordan was invited over to the Garneau's for a kiddo Christmas party!  First, we all went to see the Wonderland Express at the Chicago Botanic Gardens.  We tried to get the kids to stand and take a picture and then before we knew it they were playing Ring Around the Rosie!  They are so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOsuNiJqI/AAAAAAAAEuY/UVKHoiGIkPY/s1600-h/DSCF8206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOsuNiJqI/AAAAAAAAEuY/UVKHoiGIkPY/s400/DSCF8206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418831675627021986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They seemed in awe of the trains and all the decorations once they finally got to the actually train room.  Isn't this a cute picture?  Alex, Jordan, and Maddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOsOyNvPI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/8hL5hq4uxiI/s1600-h/DSCF8208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOsOyNvPI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/8hL5hq4uxiI/s400/DSCF8208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418831667190938866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Botanic Gardens makes all sorts of Chicago landmarks out of things from nature.  It's like the Rose Parade in a room.  Here's Soldier Field!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOrmDsU6I/AAAAAAAAEuI/J6kgZqlM87A/s1600-h/DSCF8213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOrmDsU6I/AAAAAAAAEuI/J6kgZqlM87A/s400/DSCF8213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418831656258392994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silvia and I.  (Jordan refused to take a picture with me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOqzmh5YI/AAAAAAAAEuA/PYTjjp-VweU/s1600-h/DSCF8222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOqzmh5YI/AAAAAAAAEuA/PYTjjp-VweU/s400/DSCF8222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418831642714301826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the Michael Jordan statue outside of the old Chicago stadium (I cropped out the stadium).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOP6qsNtI/AAAAAAAAEt4/-iR7ekJJQ54/s1600-h/DSCF8220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOP6qsNtI/AAAAAAAAEt4/-iR7ekJJQ54/s400/DSCF8220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418831180754335442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chad had to keep picking up Jordan because he wanted to see the trains go by up high on the bridges.  Tried to get him to smile but he was so captivated by the stuff around him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOPifAfeI/AAAAAAAAEtw/mXsSPXx6Pdw/s1600-h/DSCF8228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOPifAfeI/AAAAAAAAEtw/mXsSPXx6Pdw/s400/DSCF8228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418831174262881762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex and Jordan waiting for the train to come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOPEPoMsI/AAAAAAAAEto/hRhJDT4Q4VQ/s1600-h/DSCF8233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOPEPoMsI/AAAAAAAAEto/hRhJDT4Q4VQ/s400/DSCF8233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418831166145311426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Navy Pier and the ferris wheel where we got engaged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOOqibNmI/AAAAAAAAEtg/wIQLnshKBuI/s1600-h/DSCF8238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOOqibNmI/AAAAAAAAEtg/wIQLnshKBuI/s400/DSCF8238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418831159244830306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Any guesses?  What Chicago building is this?  It's the Newberry Library.  I'm a dork, I know.  I mainly took the picture because it's where Henry DeTamble works from &lt;i&gt;Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOOUcfzOI/AAAAAAAAEtY/5hP019LWlDA/s1600-h/DSCF8245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOOUcfzOI/AAAAAAAAEtY/5hP019LWlDA/s400/DSCF8245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418831153314385122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the dads and the kids looking at the Thomas train!  Alex, Jordan, Maddy, Rob, Chad, and Marc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzONuyrX8yI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/kb1JsOsUFJw/s1600-h/DSCF8247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzONuyrX8yI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/kb1JsOsUFJw/s400/DSCF8247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418830611674034978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went back to the Garneau's for a delicious lunch and treats like caramel corn and pumpkin bread.  The kids played and got to open their presents!!!  It was so much fun.  Jordan was extremely pooped by the time we left and fell asleep right away in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzONufiVXLI/AAAAAAAAEtI/VasLeKi2b08/s1600-h/DSCF8249.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzONufiVXLI/AAAAAAAAEtI/VasLeKi2b08/s400/DSCF8249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418830606535842994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-5176463182153086353?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/5176463182153086353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=5176463182153086353' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/5176463182153086353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/5176463182153086353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/kids-christmas-party.html' title='Kids&apos; Christmas Party'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzOOsuNiJqI/AAAAAAAAEuY/UVKHoiGIkPY/s72-c/DSCF8206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-3509141491046263234</id><published>2009-12-22T21:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:46:28.861-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Sledding with Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, Chad had to make a stop at Toys R Us and he spotted the sleds.  We had just driven by the big hill at the park district and there were lots of kids there so he bought a sled to take Jordan sledding for the first time!  After nap we got all bundled up and headed out.  Poor Jordan was all wrapped up and Mom made him wear a scarf...but how adorable is this picture?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQhyHmhEI/AAAAAAAAEso/kGp7x6EYE3A/s1600-h/DSCF8173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQhyHmhEI/AAAAAAAAEso/kGp7x6EYE3A/s400/DSCF8173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418270736767157314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chad pulled Jordan up the hill a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQhX6rb7I/AAAAAAAAEsg/bCVfY6-gRCU/s1600-h/DSCF8174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQhX6rb7I/AAAAAAAAEsg/bCVfY6-gRCU/s400/DSCF8174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418270729733631922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Jordan had so much fun and wanted to keep going up again and again, he did even walk up a few times on his own.  How classic is this picture? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQg9gfcBI/AAAAAAAAEsY/EFcsEWj8_Vc/s1600-h/DSCF8178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQg9gfcBI/AAAAAAAAEsY/EFcsEWj8_Vc/s400/DSCF8178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418270722644471826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Home from sledding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQfdjpDxI/AAAAAAAAEsI/wkJfH46GG1U/s400/DSCF8198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418270696887881490" /&gt;Check out that huge smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQgC8YqvI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/y-CJHQiiHJM/s1600-h/DSCF8197.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQgC8YqvI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/y-CJHQiiHJM/s1600-h/DSCF8197.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQgC8YqvI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/y-CJHQiiHJM/s400/DSCF8197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418270706923776754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4318475668743783665-3509141491046263234?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/3509141491046263234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=3509141491046263234' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/3509141491046263234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/3509141491046263234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/sledding-with-dad.html' title='Sledding with Dad!'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SzGQhyHmhEI/AAAAAAAAEso/kGp7x6EYE3A/s72-c/DSCF8173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-1050911106529581561</id><published>2009-12-20T18:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:36:45.346-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking/Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Success! or I Didn't Burn All the Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When Jordan woke up from nap this afternoon I just had to use my new apron from &lt;a href="http://kathylouwashere.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kathy&lt;/a&gt; so we made come chocolate crackle cookies!  Jordan was a great little helper!  I set this picture up on the counter and I'm not happy with how it turned out, but Jordan looks so cute...ignore my face...look at his...and my awesome apron!  Isn't it cool!!!!???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy7N1kgnavI/AAAAAAAAEsA/bG2BTxiIghs/s1600-h/DSCF8265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy7N1kgnavI/AAAAAAAAEsA/bG2BTxiIghs/s400/DSCF8265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417493721990523634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the recipe for these awesome, super easy cookies!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; background-repeat: no-repeat; height: 20px; text-indent: -10000px; background-image: url(http://www.epicurious.com/rd_images/primaryContent/recipe_detail/headings/ingredients.gif); "&gt;ingredients&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ul id="ingredientsList" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; "&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1/2 cup all-purpose flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1/2 cup granulated sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1/4 cup unsweetened Dutch-process cocoa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;2 tablespoons unsalted butter, softened&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1 large egg, beaten lightly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;2 tablespoons confectioners' sugar plus additional for dusting hands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;In a bowl (preferably metal) stir together flour, granulated sugar, cocoa, baking powder, and salt and, using finger, blend in butter. Stir in egg until mixture is blended. Spread dough in a thin layer in bowl and freeze 10 minutes, or until firm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Preheat oven to 400°F. and lightly grease 2 baking sheets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Spoon level teaspoons of dough onto a sheet of wax paper. Put 2 tablespoons confectioners' sugar in a small bowl and dust hands with additional. Roll each piece of dough into a ball and then in confectioners' sugar in bowl. Arrange balls 2 inches apart on baking sheets and bake in upper and lower thirds of oven, switching sheets halfway through baking time, 8 to 10 minutes, or until cookies are just set. Cool cookies on racks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy7N1M-zvfI/AAAAAAAAEr4/Fnai9bHSBEw/s1600-h/DSCF8270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy7N1M-zvfI/AAAAAAAAEr4/Fnai9bHSBEw/s400/DSCF8270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417493715674709490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We even had some extra that we didn't devour to put into our Christmas cookie jar!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy7N0MEiQSI/AAAAAAAAEro/t71Zq8i291Y/s1600-h/DSCF8273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy7N0MEiQSI/AAAAAAAAEro/t71Zq8i291Y/s400/DSCF8273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417493698250424610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum!  I love these cookies!  My mom used to make them for Christmas when we were kids AND they are super easy AND I didn't burn them AND they don't involve cookie cutters!  My kind of cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy7NzifS2LI/AAAAAAAAErg/dthFT2vSevs/s1600-h/DSCF8275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy7NzifS2LI/AAAAAAAAErg/dthFT2vSevs/s400/DSCF8275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417493687088371890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-1050911106529581561?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/1050911106529581561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=1050911106529581561' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1050911106529581561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1050911106529581561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/success-or-i-didnt-burn-all-cookies.html' title='Success! or I Didn&apos;t Burn All the Cookies'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy7N1kgnavI/AAAAAAAAEsA/bG2BTxiIghs/s72-c/DSCF8265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-1768573502672169221</id><published>2009-12-19T19:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:41:22.794-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><title type='text'>My Eehee-Loving Peanut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love being able to wake up and be able to hang out at home and not have to rush out of the house to work in the mornings.  Winter break is awesome.  I think, actually, it deserves a capital a: Awesome.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jordan has this white, crocheted blanket that he loves to have with him all the time.  He calls it his eehee, which is what Chad called his blankie when he was a tot.  He is known for sucking his thumb while picking fuzz off his eehee.  He'll make a cute little ball of fuzz and rub it under his nose.  Lately, he's been fond of this giant green blanket we have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy1_ZkvDgNI/AAAAAAAAErA/TzSFPs8Jusc/s400/DSCF8058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417126004131070162" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy1_aMyx_VI/AAAAAAAAErI/1rfK9Qg3S5I/s1600-h/DSCF8053.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy1_aMyx_VI/AAAAAAAAErI/1rfK9Qg3S5I/s400/DSCF8053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417126014884117842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, Jordan Blake...and all your little fuzzies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy1_ZEu_c2I/AAAAAAAAEq4/QNrgUZUznck/s1600-h/DSCF8057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy1_ZEu_c2I/AAAAAAAAEq4/QNrgUZUznck/s400/DSCF8057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417125995540869986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-1768573502672169221?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/1768573502672169221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=1768573502672169221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1768573502672169221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1768573502672169221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-eehee-loving-peanut.html' title='My Eehee-Loving Peanut'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sy1_ZkvDgNI/AAAAAAAAErA/TzSFPs8Jusc/s72-c/DSCF8058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-7361897881844573102</id><published>2009-12-19T07:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:32:57.175-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Maze Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SyzVOkIdryI/AAAAAAAAEqw/7x3RnRwDoTI/s1600-h/maze+runner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SyzVOkIdryI/AAAAAAAAEqw/7x3RnRwDoTI/s400/maze+runner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416938898013925154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 185px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Recently Read Book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Maze Runner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;By James Dashner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was my month to pick book club choices and this is the book we voted on.  I absolutely love science fiction and fantasy...especially when it comes to young adult books so I made sure a book like this was on the list of book choices.  This book is a pretty crazy story about a boy who wakes up in this box and has been left in this well-run, actually, town of all adolescent boys.  They all have jobs.  One group is sent out into the maze every day to run around and try to figure it out.  They never have figured it out but time is running low and now they really have to figure it out.  Besides running the maze, they have to stay away from these crazy monster doo-hickeys that come after them.  It's a crazy adventure.  It is the first of a series of books (which I didn't realize) so just be warned that you might be hooked on a new series if you read this one!&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/4318475668743783665-7361897881844573102?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/7361897881844573102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=7361897881844573102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/7361897881844573102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/7361897881844573102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/maze-runner.html' title='The Maze Runner'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SyzVOkIdryI/AAAAAAAAEqw/7x3RnRwDoTI/s72-c/maze+runner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-4204981561445733079</id><published>2009-12-19T07:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:29:06.291-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Love, Ruby Lavender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SyzVEGFdQQI/AAAAAAAAEqo/pYQwP-97ZDk/s1600-h/ruby+lavender.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SyzVEGFdQQI/AAAAAAAAEqo/pYQwP-97ZDk/s400/ruby+lavender.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416938718149558530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 193px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Recently Read Book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love, Ruby Lavender&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;By Deborah Wiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I picked up this book because I have a 2nd grader who is a great reader and I need some book recommendations for her.  I love Ruby Lavender as a character!  She had me thinking, "Great garden of peas!" all week.  This book is written in prose but has letters between Ruby and her grandmother written in.  It's an interesting story about life after a close family member dies.  I love that there is lots of inferencing to figure out.  I'm not sure I am going to recommend it to my 2nd grader seeing that it has such an intense look at emotions and death and forgiveness and I'm not sure she's entirely ready for that, but I did thoroughly enjoy this book!&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/4318475668743783665-4204981561445733079?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/4204981561445733079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=4204981561445733079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/4204981561445733079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/4204981561445733079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-ruby-lavender.html' title='Love, Ruby Lavender'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SyzVEGFdQQI/AAAAAAAAEqo/pYQwP-97ZDk/s72-c/ruby+lavender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-1477257627027639225</id><published>2009-12-15T18:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:00:15.915-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Arch Enemy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sygv9rZ5P9I/AAAAAAAAEp4/I3DHZ21NAnU/s1600-h/arch+enemy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sygv9rZ5P9I/AAAAAAAAEp4/I3DHZ21NAnU/s400/arch+enemy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415631288582881234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Recently Read Book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arch Enemy &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Frank Beddor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This book is the third and final book in the &lt;i&gt;Looking Glass Wars&lt;/i&gt; series.  I definitely liked this book but to me, it had the feel of a third and final book.  I kind of felt the same way about &lt;i&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/i&gt; by Stephenie Meyer.  They have to write the last book in the series but because it's kind of just tying things up it ends up being a little anti-climactic.  The feel like all you're getting is the denouement (the falling action and resolution after the climax).  Especially when it all ends up as you think it will or should.  I still love this series.  Love the characters, love the multiple plotlines, love the action.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just in case you haven't read my blog posts about the other books in this series/trilogy, it's all about Alyss Hart from Wonderland.  According to the author, the book Alice in Wonderland got the entire story all wrong.  You have to read the book to figure out what Wonderland is all about and it's truly worth getting your hands on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-1477257627027639225?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/1477257627027639225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=1477257627027639225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1477257627027639225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1477257627027639225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/arch-enemy.html' title='Arch Enemy'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sygv9rZ5P9I/AAAAAAAAEp4/I3DHZ21NAnU/s72-c/arch+enemy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-3174499693985572743</id><published>2009-12-15T18:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:54:53.493-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Readicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SygvKfPnHTI/AAAAAAAAEpw/75IT0alfubc/s1600-h/Readicide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SygvKfPnHTI/AAAAAAAAEpw/75IT0alfubc/s400/Readicide.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415630409145195826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Recently Read Book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Readicide: How Schools Are Killing Reading and What You Can Do About It&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Kelly Gallagher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another book every reading teacher should read!  I have read so many great reading books lately that I might not have picked up if it wasn't for National Boards.  It has really gotten me back on track as far as reading literature about teaching.  This book has some really great ideas in it.  Gallagher talks about a balance when it comes to teaching reading.  We can't overdo books and we can't just tell a kid to read a book and then give them a test.  There has to be a happy medium.  I could not agree more.  I just wish other teachers would read this and see all the statistics he has about reading and test scores.  There are some remarkable statistics and tidbits of information in this short book.  I'm anxious to share it with other teachers!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-3174499693985572743?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/3174499693985572743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=3174499693985572743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/3174499693985572743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/3174499693985572743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/readicide.html' title='Readicide'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SygvKfPnHTI/AAAAAAAAEpw/75IT0alfubc/s72-c/Readicide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-273243491136967801</id><published>2009-12-12T08:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T08:23:28.190-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBPTS'/><title type='text'>National Boards</title><content type='html'>Here I am, sitting at Starbucks working on all the writing I have to do in order to earn my National Boards Certification.  I'm taking a break to eat a yummy sausage and egg breakfast sandwich and to sip on a venti Calm hot tea and I just realized I have never really blogged about National Boards.  I know I have tweeted about it but I haven't really talked about it on my blog.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because I should be devotedly working on National Boards and I need a reason to prolong my break I'll blog about it now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;National Board certification is a one-year process of analyzing and assessing and reflecting on my teaching.  When I'm done I'll have written 4 15-page portfolio entries, video taped myself a million times, and taken 6 assessment center online essays...and hopefully I'll achieve National Board certification!  I'll go from a standard teaching certificate to a master teaching certificate and it will be current for 10 whole years!  (Compared to 5 years that a standard is good for.)  One other little bonus is that the state will pay me $1500 every year for those 10 years...sounds nice but it used to be $3000 until they halved the budget this summer.  But $15,000 is still a lot.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all the  concrete stuff I'll get, but I have to tell you this is the most rewarding learning I have ever done.  People say it's a ton of work, and it is, believe me.  I also believe it's worthwhile work that is manageable if you just break it all down and do it a little bit at a time.  Thus, my Saturday Starbucks work sessions!  I was doing good at the beginning of the school year and I've gotten sidetracked lately.  On Saturdays when Chad doesn't have a chiropractor appointment I sneak out of the house at 5:15 and head to Starbucks to get my work done.  I love it.  I was here this morning before the newspapers and when it was still completely dark and blissfully quiet (except for Starbucks' awesome music...).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SyOkYja_xGI/AAAAAAAAEpI/2HLs45-M0rU/s400/Photo+52.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414351918761755746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lovely, huh?  I actually don't feel as beat up as I look in this picture!!!  I think I just look tired...when I actually took a nap yesterday afternoon and then went to sleep at 7:15 after we put Jordan to bed.  On another note, our house is a complete wreck seeing as it has been the last of my worries with everything going on like National Boards, teaching in general, the holidays, Christmas cards, spending time with friends and family...if you could see that you would realize, no, I am most certainly not Wonder Woman...although I like to believe I am sometimes.  (No, I refuse to provide you with a picture of it...it's not pretty.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, I've spent enough time on this procrastinating post...back to work!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-273243491136967801?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/273243491136967801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=273243491136967801' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/273243491136967801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/273243491136967801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/national-boards.html' title='National Boards'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SyOkYja_xGI/AAAAAAAAEpI/2HLs45-M0rU/s72-c/Photo+52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-8150133542618358688</id><published>2009-12-10T15:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:00:52.636-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Catching Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx8XdvHQD3I/AAAAAAAAEog/cLPXFVIUp2U/s1600-h/catching+fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx8XdvHQD3I/AAAAAAAAEog/cLPXFVIUp2U/s400/catching+fire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413071076753149810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Recently Read Book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Catching Fire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Suzanne Collins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sniffle.  Waaah.  Sniffle.  Sigh. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is a complete understatement to say that this is an amazing book and series.  I thought I liked &lt;i&gt;Hunger Games&lt;/i&gt;, the first book in this series, but this book is quite possibly just as amazing.  This trilogy is about a dystopic society where two members of each of the 12 districts are selected to participate in the Hunger Games.  The tributes are put into an arena and left to fend for themselves...until their deaths.  The last person alive is the victor.  If the first story isn't epic enough for you, wait until you get your hands on this one...and, believe me...you'll want to.  (And then either comment here or e-mail me because I want to hear what you think!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-8150133542618358688?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/8150133542618358688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=8150133542618358688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/8150133542618358688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/8150133542618358688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/catching-fire.html' title='Catching Fire'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx8XdvHQD3I/AAAAAAAAEog/cLPXFVIUp2U/s72-c/catching+fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-8402916214039409323</id><published>2009-12-10T06:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:59:16.801-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Knots in My Yo-yo String</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx8Z4CHxpZI/AAAAAAAAEow/Bss_fbALmw8/s1600-h/knots+in+yo+yo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx8Z4CHxpZI/AAAAAAAAEow/Bss_fbALmw8/s400/knots+in+yo+yo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413073727555478930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Recently Read Book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Knots in My Yo-yo String: The Autobiography of a Kid&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Jerry Spinelli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jerry Spinelli is one of my favorite authors.  I loved &lt;i&gt;Maniac Magee&lt;/i&gt; when I read it in junior high school and, more recently, I have loved &lt;i&gt;Stargirl, Love, Stargirl, and Milkweed.  &lt;/i&gt;Reading Spinelli's autobiography of his life growing up really gives insight into some of his stories.  I told some of my students I was reading it and they were asking me if he had a hard life.  Truth be told, he really didn't have a hard life.  He had a fun life.  He had a life of playing baseball in sandlots and riding his bike all over town.  It's a nice glimpse of life in the 50's.  Each chapter seems a little disconnected from the others, even though he tries to tie it together with the idea of knots in his yo-yo string, but overall it was a nice, reminiscent read (not that I was alive in the 50's...but you know what I mean.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-8402916214039409323?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/8402916214039409323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=8402916214039409323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/8402916214039409323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/8402916214039409323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/knots-in-my-yo-yo-string.html' title='Knots in My Yo-yo String'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx8Z4CHxpZI/AAAAAAAAEow/Bss_fbALmw8/s72-c/knots+in+yo+yo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-1933361527221852117</id><published>2009-12-07T20:52:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T05:59:55.656-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><title type='text'>Happy Happy Joy Joy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx2_r8k8XRI/AAAAAAAAEnI/XeZfysyKY6o/s400/Happy+101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412693088885562642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yippee! I got an award! &lt;a href="http://fuchsiag.wordpress.com/"&gt;Emily Wood&lt;/a&gt; is my newest bestest blog friend and she just gave me an award today. What a great end to a long Monday: to come home and see that I made the cut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I have to do to accept the award:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;List 10 things that make you happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Try and do at least one of them today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Tag 10 bloggers that brighten your day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Link back to the person that tagged you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. My friends and family!  Here we are with only some of our closest friends when we got married in Las Vegas.  I love this picture.  This is probably the picture I have with the most of our closest and friends and family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3CYRdxFtI/AAAAAAAAEoQ/U_0x77g_4h0/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412696049430107858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Rainbows!  Chad took this picture of meforever ago, after we had just bought our townhouse. It's actually a double rainbow and it went completely all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3CYFXIk2I/AAAAAAAAEoI/i-N6O68Qc8k/s400/DSCF2686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412696046181061474" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. A big ol' bucket of freshly popped popcorn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3B3CcTytI/AAAAAAAAEoA/mHsUOS5P11U/s400/DSCF7681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412695478461778642" /&gt;4. This bubbly cheesy bread from King Arthur Flour that I made..which I definitely think we are long overdue for...I definitely see cheesy bread in my future!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3B2lnMtRI/AAAAAAAAEn4/4GTDbgrkFXY/s400/DSCF4304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412695470722823442" /&gt;5. Books!  I looooooove books!  Can you tell?  If you read my blog at all, I'm sure you know I'm crazy for books.  I took this picture in the spring after I had come home from the library...this is only one of my piles!  I think these were the books I had then I had another pile of audio books and another pile of picture books.  It was a great day.  I love the library!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3Af1p2ikI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/O_CJEjq--04/s400/DSCF5748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412693980380301890" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. My mama...and my daddy.  They just got back from Guatemala, where they were off having fun and climbing volcanoes for two weeks!  I missed them sooooooo much.  Mwah!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3FHWeH1wI/AAAAAAAAEoY/cQ6KkfpQQ08/s400/DSCF7492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412699057250883330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. My hubby.  I love this man.  I'm so lucky to be married to him (as much as he can drive me crazy) he is my best friend.  Always and forever.  Forever and always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3B1kS6OzI/AAAAAAAAEno/eZWtsKlw5Kw/s1600-h/us.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3B1kS6OzI/AAAAAAAAEno/eZWtsKlw5Kw/s400/us.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412695453189421874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Sleeping babies.  Particularly my sleeping baby!  Isn't this such a sweet picture?  This is my kiddo when he was about a week old taken by my friend Krystie.  I just love his little face and his pudginess.  I have to go see his sweet sleeping self before I go to bed at night.  I love sleeping kiddos.  **I will definitely be doing this in about 10 minutes!!!** &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3AgVGuHDI/AAAAAAAAEng/pvYzDISBaAU/s1600-h/untitled10.bmp" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx3AgVGuHDI/AAAAAAAAEng/pvYzDISBaAU/s400/untitled10.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412693988822883378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9. Of course, I also love my kiddo when he's awake!  I only got to see him for about an hour tonight but it was so nice to come home to his little smile.  It's the sweetest thing to hear him say, "Hi, Mom!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. The power of the Internet.  I know this is crazy, but being connected just makes me happy.  I love checking my e-mail, reading blogs, getting updates on Twitter and Facebook.  I have just really felt so connected to people I've known since I was born and people I've never even met in real life before.  I was sitting in on a class last week where the teacher was talking about social media and asking how it impacts our lives.  I sat there ruminating myself and it was remarkable to me how much I feel connected because of all this technology.  I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ten Bloggers Who Brighten My Day (in no particular order!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://kathylouwashere.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kathy from Words of Whimsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://ourfamily-julieandcharlie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Julie from The South Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://lauramikewalker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura from Mike and Laura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://bubbynme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lara from Bubbee And Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.scrapbookbakery.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather from Icing on the Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://thekettrickfive.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly from The Kettrick Five&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://adoptbellagrace.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Love Shack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://jkbrouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristi from The Brouse House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://collagecafe04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lindy from Collage Cafe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://happilyeverafter-tiffany.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tiffany from Dreams Do Come True&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-1933361527221852117?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/1933361527221852117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=1933361527221852117' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1933361527221852117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1933361527221852117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-happy-joy-joy.html' title='Happy Happy Joy Joy!'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sx2_r8k8XRI/AAAAAAAAEnI/XeZfysyKY6o/s72-c/Happy+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-5660024520976209046</id><published>2009-12-06T07:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T07:57:58.514-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><title type='text'>Sitting with Santa</title><content type='html'>We spent the day yesterday with our friends who just had their third baby. I love newborns. They are so tiny and sweet and just have do the cutest things that only newborns do. I can't believe my baby is already 2 1/2. It's crazy. I love him to pieces. He is really a sweet boy. It's crazy how much he has changed. Here's a look back at his visits with Santa!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sxu4J_BgRFI/AAAAAAAAEnA/LeRis0A9ahU/s1600-h/DSCF1088.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sxu4J_BgRFI/AAAAAAAAEnA/LeRis0A9ahU/s400/DSCF1088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412121858891859026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sxu4JW0o9cI/AAAAAAAAEm4/jMOoxfGyLRU/s1600-h/2008_12070013.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sxu4JW0o9cI/AAAAAAAAEm4/jMOoxfGyLRU/s400/2008_12070013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412121848100484546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sxu4IyfTv5I/AAAAAAAAEmw/foGHI8dCTF8/s1600-h/DSCF7843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sxu4IyfTv5I/AAAAAAAAEmw/foGHI8dCTF8/s400/DSCF7843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412121838347337618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-5660024520976209046?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/5660024520976209046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=5660024520976209046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/5660024520976209046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/5660024520976209046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/sitting-with-santa.html' title='Sitting with Santa'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/Sxu4J_BgRFI/AAAAAAAAEnA/LeRis0A9ahU/s72-c/DSCF1088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-1338276175249036215</id><published>2009-12-03T20:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:10:27.456-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking/Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Garlic Bread</title><content type='html'>Here's the recipe for probably the yummiest, easiest, cheapest garlic bread!!! It's from &lt;a href="http://elise.com/recipes/archives/002126garlic_bread.php"&gt;Simply Recipes&lt;/a&gt;. I do "method 2" which is the soft version of garlic bread. I kind of adjusted the recipe. I taken softened butter and mix in an Italian seasoning mix called parmesan basil. I use Jimmy John's day-old bread that you can get for 50 cents and cut inch slices without going all the way through. I take a spoon and spread the butter mixture in between the slices...I would recommend using a generous amount of butter.  You wrap it up in foil, stick it in the oven for 15 minutes at 350 and you are set!  Yum!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxhvMsyly5I/AAAAAAAAEmo/greDbD8mdRc/s1600-h/DSCF8034.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxhvMsyly5I/AAAAAAAAEmo/greDbD8mdRc/s400/DSCF8034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411197216258116498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxhvMDFATXI/AAAAAAAAEmg/BnH7hQckRSY/s1600-h/DSCF8035.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxhvMDFATXI/AAAAAAAAEmg/BnH7hQckRSY/s400/DSCF8035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411197205061062002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxhvLnqnFbI/AAAAAAAAEmY/mbN7aQCqSqQ/s1600-h/DSCF8036.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxhvLnqnFbI/AAAAAAAAEmY/mbN7aQCqSqQ/s400/DSCF8036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411197197702600114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4318475668743783665-1338276175249036215?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/1338276175249036215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=1338276175249036215' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1338276175249036215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/1338276175249036215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/garlic-bread.html' title='Garlic Bread'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxhvMsyly5I/AAAAAAAAEmo/greDbD8mdRc/s72-c/DSCF8034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-2561557565537790815</id><published>2009-12-03T06:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:09:57.813-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Regarding the Fountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxeppGVpFzI/AAAAAAAAEmA/sJdGuQxe1z0/s1600-h/regarding+fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxeppGVpFzI/AAAAAAAAEmA/sJdGuQxe1z0/s400/regarding+fountain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410980000850057010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Recently Read Book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Regarding the Fountain: A tale in Letters, of Liars and Leaks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Katie Klise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My friend Kathy told me about this book when we were talking about &lt;i&gt;The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society&lt;/i&gt; because it is an epistolary, which is a story told through letters or other documents.  Isn't that cool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This book is a youth novel that is also an epistolary.  There are actually other books in this series but about different topics.  &lt;i&gt;Regarding the Fountain&lt;/i&gt; centers on Dry Creek Middle School and their need for a new drinking fountain.  Letters to back and forth between the principal and a fountain designer, officials in the town, the 5th grade students in Mr. Sam N.'s class.  It's a really fun story.  There are tons of puns throughout the book and it turns into a mystery so there are lots of great opportunities to infer about the characters.  I'm excited to use this with my students!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-2561557565537790815?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/2561557565537790815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=2561557565537790815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/2561557565537790815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/2561557565537790815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/regarding-fountain.html' title='Regarding the Fountain'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxeppGVpFzI/AAAAAAAAEmA/sJdGuQxe1z0/s72-c/regarding+fountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-6095586813078745365</id><published>2009-12-02T05:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T06:00:55.987-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Ender's Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxZVLRK41hI/AAAAAAAAElw/OUDAVR3iifg/s1600-h/ender%27s+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxZVLRK41hI/AAAAAAAAElw/OUDAVR3iifg/s400/ender%27s+game.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410605654408222226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Recently Read Book;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ender's Game&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Orson Scott Card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love science fiction but I realized while reading this book that I'm a certain kind of science fiction fan really.  This book is the first I have read in the science fiction genre about saving the world from an alien invasion.  When I ventured over to the science fiction at Barnes and Noble last, I also realized the books there are so not the books I think of when I think of science fiction.  I guess I tend to think more on the dystopic-futuristic books versus save-the-world-from-aliens books.  Anyway, I'm glad this was the first kind of real, hard-core science fiction I have read.  This was a great book.  There were times when it seemed to drag for me, but I think that's because I wasn't used to the genre.  Overall, this book was completely well written.  It was interesting to listen to the author commentary at the end.  It made me really appreciate what he did with the book.  He pointed out that he doesn't do much description in the book, mostly it's what the character is thinking and dialogue but not lots of description.  I think that also was different for me when reading the book.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't say that I'll read any of the other books in the series.  I think this book actually stands on it's own very well.  Most series today are frustrating because you finish the first book and there are so many things left undiscussed that you just have to read the next books.  This one, on the other hand, is a complete story all by itself.  You can read the other books, but I'm perfectly happy with the end of this book.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let me briefly tell you a little about this book: &lt;i&gt;Ender's Game&lt;/i&gt; is about a boy who is determined to be the right person to command our ships into an enemy attack.  Earth has been attacked twice and now we're on the offensive: setting out to destroy this alien life completely.  They recruit Ender from the time he is 6 and he spends his childhood in battle school where he is completely challenged in every way possible by his superiors.  Does Ender finally save the world?  You'll have to read to find out!!!  It's a very deep and thought-provoking book about war and peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-6095586813078745365?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/6095586813078745365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=6095586813078745365' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/6095586813078745365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/6095586813078745365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/12/enders-game.html' title='Ender&apos;s Game'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxZVLRK41hI/AAAAAAAAElw/OUDAVR3iifg/s72-c/ender%27s+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-4730201586422519188</id><published>2009-11-30T20:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:26:50.963-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Reading Zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxR8gyKPhjI/AAAAAAAAElo/gXsEIuE-rnM/s1600/reading+zone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxR8gyKPhjI/AAAAAAAAElo/gXsEIuE-rnM/s400/reading+zone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410085955041199666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most Recently Read Book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Reading Zone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Nancie Atwell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nancie Atwell has pretty much been my idol since forever because she is all about reading and writing workshop.  Having gone through middle school and high school with reading and writing workshop, I have always been a big supporter of reading and writing workshop.  Believe it or not, I actually had a dream last night that I had a classful of lots of my former students and I was talking to them all about reading and getting them all excited about reading just like Atwell talks about in this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have read lots of books about reading and promoting reading with students this year.  This is another one that I definitely think every reading teacher should get their hands on...I even think any subject teacher should get their hands on this book actually.  My philosophy about teaching reading to kids has evolved recently.  I realize now, more than ever, that as a teacher, my main goal as far as reading goes, should be to get kids excited and motivated to read.  Reading needs to be all about having fun and talking about books.  I seriously cringe at reading logs and book projects.  Honestly, the biggest thing I have taken away from the books I have read recently is that we should truly think about what we do as adult readers (and hopefully, if you are a teacher...any kind of teacher...you are a reader).  Do you sit down and write a summary of every chapter after you read it?  Do you sit down and draw a picture to illustrate what you are visualizing when you are reading?  Do you stop and fill out a venn diagram to compare the character in the book you are reading with another book you have read?  Come on.  I know you don't.  Why?  Because when you are reading, you're probably totally in the zone.  As a good reader you probably apply all the great reading strategies that we teach kids about in school, but they happen so quickly and you don't let yourself get sidetracked thinking too much about the book.  You're just in the zone.  If you had to read a book and do a project all the time you probably wouldn't do it.  So why do we make kids do it?  Why?  Why?  That's right, it doesn't make sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As an adult I love to read books.  I usually write up a basic review here on my blog...but that's just one way I share what I've read with others.  Reading is very social.  We need to get kids reading.  Talk to them about books.  Ask them to tell us about their favorite books.  Atwell talks about asking kids to write letters every three weeks about their favorite book they have read in the last three weeks.  Three weeks gives them lots of time to have read at least one whole book and to throroughly write a letter about the book.  They can choose which book they want to write about and it's much more critical and closer to higher level writing (like high school or especially, college) which is what they need to be practicing and it tells so much more than a little box on a reading log.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bravo, Nancie Atwell!  This should be mandatory reading for every teacher!  Down with reading logs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-4730201586422519188?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/4730201586422519188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=4730201586422519188' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/4730201586422519188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/4730201586422519188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/11/reading-zone.html' title='The Reading Zone'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxR8gyKPhjI/AAAAAAAAElo/gXsEIuE-rnM/s72-c/reading+zone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-4152299250262305604</id><published>2009-11-30T20:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:14:39.814-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Word Eater</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxR6du1B4uI/AAAAAAAAElY/0Zq5gB5E8tE/s1600/word+eater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxR6du1B4uI/AAAAAAAAElY/0Zq5gB5E8tE/s400/word+eater.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410083703584056034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most &lt;i&gt;Recently Read Book:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Word Eater&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Mary Amato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I recently read &lt;i&gt;The Naked Mole-Rat Letters&lt;/i&gt; by Mary Amato because it is up for the Rebecca Caudill award this year.  Last week, I saw this book on a list of good read alouds and picked it up at the library.  I definitely agree that this would be a great read aloud!  This is such an intriguing story about a little worm who loves to eat words...and when he does magical things happen!  I like how the main character finds the little worm, Fip, and experiments with his powers.  When she does, she helps herself and also, unknown to her, helps kids in another part of the world.  It is a great story.  I think this book would be a good book to read with &lt;i&gt;Canned&lt;/i&gt; because they both in a little way address child labor issues without being all about the problems of child labor.  I think this book would work for a little younger audience than &lt;i&gt;Canned&lt;/i&gt; but they would definitely go well together.  Another kudos to Mary Amato for a great book! (Although, I definitely have a soft(er) spot in my heart for &lt;i&gt;The Naked Mole Rat Letters.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-4152299250262305604?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/4152299250262305604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=4152299250262305604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/4152299250262305604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/4152299250262305604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/11/word-eater.html' title='The Word Eater'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxR6du1B4uI/AAAAAAAAElY/0Zq5gB5E8tE/s72-c/word+eater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-8401455202853804780</id><published>2009-11-29T19:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:47:04.881-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Fa La La La La La La La La!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It seems like Thanksgiving went by in a flash...and now it's time for Christmas!  Yesterday we put up the Christmas tree and our Christmas decorations!  Jordan was a great help!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxH0UOHlADI/AAAAAAAAElQ/9cDuCleIvGc/s1600/DSCF7975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxH0UOHlADI/AAAAAAAAElQ/9cDuCleIvGc/s400/DSCF7975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409373255673118770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a fake-y tree so we had to put it together.  Chad was calling out colors and letters and Jordan was checking each branch to make sure he gave Chad the right one.  It was a great letter/color practicing game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHttKAV7CI/AAAAAAAAElA/v00QSD19Pbc/s1600/DSCF7978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHttKAV7CI/AAAAAAAAElA/v00QSD19Pbc/s400/DSCF7978.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365987484363810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Find the branch, hand it to Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHts4R4viI/AAAAAAAAEk4/SDgh5fImIPw/s1600/DSCF7979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHts4R4viI/AAAAAAAAEk4/SDgh5fImIPw/s400/DSCF7979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365982726110754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was such a perfectly sunny day.  I love when sun comes in the windows and I can take pictures with great lighting.  It makes me look maybe even a little bit professional when I'm sooo not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHtsUQmFPI/AAAAAAAAEkw/Cg5-HCMonvM/s1600/DSCF7985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHtsUQmFPI/AAAAAAAAEkw/Cg5-HCMonvM/s400/DSCF7985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365973057017074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This ornament was new to our tree this year!  Isn't he sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHtsB4HyzI/AAAAAAAAEko/sPcWZfkPrRQ/s1600/DSCF7990.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHtsB4HyzI/AAAAAAAAEko/sPcWZfkPrRQ/s400/DSCF7990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365968122530610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's not looking at the camera but I love the sweet smile and his little dimple!  If you look really really closely in the background you can see my reflection in the mirror...it's really small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHtrsEkXvI/AAAAAAAAEkg/YK3aI1E-9i0/s1600/DSCF8003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHtrsEkXvI/AAAAAAAAEkg/YK3aI1E-9i0/s1600/DSCF8003.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHtrsEkXvI/AAAAAAAAEkg/YK3aI1E-9i0/s400/DSCF8003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365962269155058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now we're in Christmas mode!  I love seeing the sparkly lights on the tree.  It makes the house feel very cozy.  Today Chad's parents came over and we took our Christmas picture so I've got to get those printed and hopefully I'll have the cards out sooner than later this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318475668743783665-8401455202853804780?l=frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/feeds/8401455202853804780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4318475668743783665&amp;postID=8401455202853804780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/8401455202853804780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318475668743783665/posts/default/8401455202853804780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frommyfrontporchlookingin.blogspot.com/2009/11/fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.html' title='Fa La La La La La La La La!'/><author><name>Mrs. Vincent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18328314014130372377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16728809543973023922'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxH0UOHlADI/AAAAAAAAElQ/9cDuCleIvGc/s72-c/DSCF7975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318475668743783665.post-6190968325756176125</id><published>2009-11-29T09:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:26:55.103-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm a little late on my Thanksgiving post but at least it hasn't been a week yet!  I was up at 4:00 in the morning with my aunt getting the bird in the oven.  After that we went back to sleep for a little bit and then when we woke up again we were all about getting everything else ready.  It all came together pretty well actually!  (The only down side was I so didn't get a shower until after we ate!)  Jordan is being goofy in this picture and I'm unshowered and un-made-up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHtHENmHDI/AAAAAAAAEkY/9sCCqDxk2C0/s1600/DSCF7952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHtHENmHDI/AAAAAAAAEkY/9sCCqDxk2C0/s400/DSCF7952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365333094308914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The turkey and part of the table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs9picZ4I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/2o9_8IbK3Bs/s1600/DSCF7953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs9picZ4I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/2o9_8IbK3Bs/s400/DSCF7953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365171315173250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another goofy Jordan face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs9UKQgwI/AAAAAAAAEkI/K3IBOyqSv_A/s1600/DSCF7957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs9UKQgwI/AAAAAAAAEkI/K3IBOyqSv_A/s400/DSCF7957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365165576585986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jordan finally crawled into Jane's lap so she could help him with his Thanksgiving dinner.  This was his face when he first tried the cranberries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs8x3-cuI/AAAAAAAAEkA/z2lzPa6qNeQ/s1600/DSCF7959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs8x3-cuI/AAAAAAAAEkA/z2lzPa6qNeQ/s400/DSCF7959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365156373099234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By now he couldn't get enough of the cranberries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs8gOw4LI/AAAAAAAAEj4/BIdNSK1H8Lw/s1600/DSCF7962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs8gOw4LI/AAAAAAAAEj4/BIdNSK1H8Lw/s400/DSCF7962.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365151636840626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apple-cranberry pie!  Doesn't it look great!?!  It was very yummy!  We had pumpkin pie, also, of course!  And...later, Silvia came over with strawberry shortcake that was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs8I8Rb8I/AAAAAAAAEjw/_l_JclsVqXA/s1600/DSCF7964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAeTn1_MDC8/SxHs8I8Rb8I/AAAAAAAAEjw/_l_JclsVqXA/s400/DSCF7964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409365145385267138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to all!  We have lots of be thankful this year!  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