<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655737889499869035</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:23:52.276-04:00</updated><category term='What are my plans for the future.'/><category term='New Years'/><category term='she turned 8.  My girls are growing up too fast.'/><category term='Happy Birthday to my sweet baby girl Mack'/><title type='text'>Life doesn't get any better than this.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>My Wonderfully Crazy Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17372723616621477581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Srlpz_tQHJI/AAAAAAAAANA/x8Ly7Mpr1FM/S220/100_9916.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655737889499869035.post-4783670396241687791</id><published>2009-09-14T22:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:25:37.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq73_873-xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ndbj_BpCpqY/s1600-h/100_9916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq73_873-xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ndbj_BpCpqY/s400/100_9916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381511282815400722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hello to the world. Sorry its been so long since an update, but I have been to busy or just to lazy to write. What can I say? Anyways, all is going pretty good. The girls are back in school and doing well. Mack is in 3rd grade, Willa is in 1st grade, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Livie&lt;/span&gt; started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-K. That was horrible. I sat in the parking lot and cried on her first day. I felt like I couldn't breathe. My baby was starting school. But now I am okay with it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Some days&lt;/span&gt; I still want to keep her home with me, but I can't. So while they are off at school, I started school. I'm only taking one class because I can't afford more than that, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; I a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;m back in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq74q8k6k6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HKM64x-I1o4/s1600-h/SDC10237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq74q8k6k6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HKM64x-I1o4/s320/SDC10237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381512021453476770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;game. LO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;L I have also find a wonderful man that I plan on marrying. His name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lamin&lt;/span&gt; and he is from Gambia, Africa. We are even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;considering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a move to Gambia. I'm sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; will flip out, but I am not just jumping into this decision with out thinking it out completely. But I like how they are family oriented, and social statuses are not as important as they are here. Another plus is the fact that the food is much healthier because it isn't pumped full of chemicals. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lamin's&lt;/span&gt; gonna teach the girls to garden, so they can grow and eat their own foods. The girls are really looking forward to that.  I want my girls to see other places and hope that it betters them as humans, and that they can learn to live life to the fullest and to know life isn't all about what you own. People may or may not agree with my choices, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq749kWVQlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DXwNnyv6q2k/s1600-h/SDC10267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq749kWVQlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DXwNnyv6q2k/s320/SDC10267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381512341367374418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;the good thing about it is, its my life, and they are my girls. I will always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;do what I think will be best for my girls, and never put them at risk. I think they will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; benefit from a change in life. I can honestly say I am lucky because Josh is cool with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;my decisions, and is looking forward to visiting us were ever we go. Another plus to a move is the fact that it is a warmer climate, I can benefit health wise. Here in the crazy Oklahoman weather, I suffer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; physically due to my arthritis. So I am looking forward to having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of good days, physically so that I can spend more good days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; more things with my girls. I also plan to home school so that the girls can stay on the American educational standard. I can honestly say that isn't the only place I want to live. I'm really thinking of living in the Philippines for a couple years, and maybe even Paraguay, South America. Who knows where all we'll go? I want to see the world and experience new places, and share new experiences with my girls. We aren't like most people, we like to travel and see new things. Yes, we may be crazy, but we are gonna be h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;aving&lt;/span&gt; crazy fun.  I may change my mind and move to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Antarctica&lt;/span&gt;, who knows? So until I actually get to where I want to go next, me and the girls are gonna live life and enjoy it. The other day we went to Chuck E Cheese just for the hell of it and spent like 4 hours there just having a blast. I love my girls, and want them to have the best life can give them. As a parent, you always h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ope you are making the right choices for you kids,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; and you always hope you aren't gonna screw them up, but when I see them smile, or hear them tell me how much they love me and to listen to them tell me what their favorite part was, or how much fun they had, I know I'm doing a great job. I also do my best to include them in decisions, which helps me to make what I believe to be the right choices. So only time will tell. Anyways, I'll keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; posted. When I get more time I'll add more pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq8ICOYCXzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-b0ZkifEe9k/s1600-h/SDC10264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq8ICOYCXzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-b0ZkifEe9k/s320/SDC10264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381528914042707762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq8IC7KT4LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/L4bzsHTSK2s/s1600-h/SDC10263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq8IC7KT4LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/L4bzsHTSK2s/s320/SDC10263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381528926064730290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7655737889499869035-4783670396241687791?l=mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4783670396241687791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7655737889499869035&amp;postID=4783670396241687791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/4783670396241687791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/4783670396241687791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-to-world.html' title=''/><author><name>My Wonderfully Crazy Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17372723616621477581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Srlpz_tQHJI/AAAAAAAAANA/x8Ly7Mpr1FM/S220/100_9916.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sq73_873-xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ndbj_BpCpqY/s72-c/100_9916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655737889499869035.post-3513052127177912617</id><published>2009-06-17T23:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:44:44.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy in Oklahoma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sjm39zS7chI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nuzgEMvLOwc/s1600-h/100_8816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348508304848679442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sjm39zS7chI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nuzgEMvLOwc/s320/100_8816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sjm39Vff19I/AAAAAAAAAKI/dU2_xQ0SDFc/s1600-h/100_8785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348508296848332754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sjm39Vff19I/AAAAAAAAAKI/dU2_xQ0SDFc/s320/100_8785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sjm39Cbk_7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/TLGlEa51Q9s/s1600-h/100_8770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348508291731619762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sjm39Cbk_7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/TLGlEa51Q9s/s320/100_8770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I do realize that it's been a while since the last time I have blogged, but I have good reason. I have been busy with our move back to Oklahoma. Thanks to my best friend, Tricia, who found us our house, the girls and I have settled in pretty well. Our house is in a good school district, and has a wonderfully huge back yard. The first things we started working on when we got here, was the girls bedrooms. I also planted a bunch of flowers, and did a lot of yard work. Aside from the new flower beds, I am repainting the outside of the house. Inside the house, I have been working hard making curtains, and painting. I am also in the process of making the girls new summer dresses. So with all that going, it is still not enough to keep me busy. Now that I am back in Oklahoma, I plan on spending as many weekends as possible in Eufala. Last weekend was our first weekend out there, and it was a blast. For the first time ever, my girls got to go tubing, and I too went tubing as well. It was so much fun because I haven't tubed since I was pregers with Willa. I was so proud of my girls for getting out on that tube alone and riding the waves. They did so great, and they are naturals. We all look forward to next weekend too. Aside from all that is going on, the girls finished this school year with great grades, and awards.We have all adjusted to Oklahoma life quite easily, yet we still suffer from the sadness of missing our Virginia friends. We will do our best to stay in contact so that we never loose that great friendship that we made. Well, its time to go for now. I will up date my blog more often. Have a great summer.&lt;/span&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/7655737889499869035-3513052127177912617?l=mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3513052127177912617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7655737889499869035&amp;postID=3513052127177912617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/3513052127177912617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/3513052127177912617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-in-oklahoma.html' title='Busy in Oklahoma'/><author><name>My Wonderfully Crazy Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17372723616621477581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Srlpz_tQHJI/AAAAAAAAANA/x8Ly7Mpr1FM/S220/100_9916.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Sjm39zS7chI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nuzgEMvLOwc/s72-c/100_8816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655737889499869035.post-708981946032294436</id><published>2009-03-26T10:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:56:04.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all. Sorry I haven't written or added new pics in a while.  I have just been so busy with the move, decorating, and my hospital visit.  Don't worry though, I will be adding more pics and blogging about it all when I have the chance.  Sometimes trying to do it all alone takes alot more of my time then I planned.  Don't get me wrong though, I'm a strong chick and I can and will get it all done.  Anyways, I hope everyone is doing well.  Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7655737889499869035-708981946032294436?l=mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/feeds/708981946032294436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7655737889499869035&amp;postID=708981946032294436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/708981946032294436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/708981946032294436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>My Wonderfully Crazy Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17372723616621477581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Srlpz_tQHJI/AAAAAAAAANA/x8Ly7Mpr1FM/S220/100_9916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655737889499869035.post-2356868501733974132</id><published>2009-01-08T21:50:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:35:57.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bean and Livie donate their hair to locks of love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbOMuhAS0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/s2BHiG8dLg8/s1600-h/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy Freakin Cow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My babies are growing up too fast. Today I took Bean to donate her hair for the second time. Livbug, my sweet little baby girl, donated hers for the first time. It is a sign of becoming a big girl. YIKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!Holy Freakin Cow! My babies are growing up too fast. Today I took Bean to donate her hair for the second time. Livbug, my sweet little baby girl, donated hers for the first time. It is a sign of becoming a big girl. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YIKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289141530433440578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbOMuhAS0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/s2BHiG8dLg8/s400/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am such a proud mommy. Oh, how sweet they look!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbN6ETigRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7Jm040HaKcU/s1600-h/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289141209865027858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbN6ETigRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7Jm040HaKcU/s400/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Livie Loves the way her hair looks. She kept giggling during her hair cut, because she said the Hair Stylist was tickling her. When we got home though she said she wanted her big hair back. I had to explain to her that what she was doing was a good thing, and I was so proud of her. She was asking how the kids that don't have hair would wear hers. Trying to explain to a 3 year old about making wigs is a hard thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289139735881883746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbMkRSkoGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xkyxM8k2Abs/s400/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbLjoymMuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/hCC6sywNWaE/s1600-h/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289138625498723042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbLjoymMuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/hCC6sywNWaE/s400/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I love Beanie's hair short. It just sort of shapes her face and shows off those big beautiful eyes. She has they type of eyes that a person can look at and see all the love she has in her heart, and you just can't help but fall in love with her. This was her second time to donate, so she did very good at sitting still. Willa asked me on the way home if she could give her hair to a little girl whos parents shaved her head because of lice. I had to tell her that the hair has to made into a wig, and that other little girls hair would grow back. She has more love in her heart, than anyone I have ever met. How did I get so lucky? God has really blessed me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbEYGx4hEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/g6C1p-hT58w/s1600-h/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289130730808968258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbEYGx4hEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/g6C1p-hT58w/s400/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Livie was shocked when she saw all her hair cut off. LOL While the Son was cuting her hair, Live kept saying she wanted to look in the mirror. When she did, she said "Hey! Where'd my hair go? I Yikes my hair yittle" She talks so funny. I think she looks so cute, but I hate it cuz she looks older. I almost lost it. I wanted to cry. Livie is my baby, and by having hair long enough to donate, it is sign she is growing up. It was hard with the other two, but not this hard because they were big girls, and I always had a little baby. Now my little baby has turned into a big girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7655737889499869035-2356868501733974132?l=mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2356868501733974132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7655737889499869035&amp;postID=2356868501733974132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/2356868501733974132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/2356868501733974132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/bean-and-livie-donate-their-hair-to.html' title='Bean and Livie donate their hair to locks of love.'/><author><name>My Wonderfully Crazy Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17372723616621477581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Srlpz_tQHJI/AAAAAAAAANA/x8Ly7Mpr1FM/S220/100_9916.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWbOMuhAS0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/s2BHiG8dLg8/s72-c/Bean+and+Livie+donate+their+hair+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655737889499869035.post-6647035251128374505</id><published>2009-01-04T02:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T03:03:00.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday to my sweet baby girl Mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='she turned 8.  My girls are growing up too fast.'/><title type='text'>Mack's 8th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWBo1_XB7SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/H-EE9OmDv_g/s1600-h/Macks+8th+birthday+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287341239283346722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWBo1_XB7SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/H-EE9OmDv_g/s320/Macks+8th+birthday+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday to my sweet baby girl. You are growing up so fast! Where did time go?  Well, I can say this was the best 8 years of my life.  I wouldn't change it for anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mack's Birthday we spent it in New Jersey, with her Mimi, and we did another small birthday here at the house with Josh.  It was a great day. Daddy let the girls help make the cake, and he made dinner, the one she wanted. It was chicken fingers, mashed potatoes, and ravioli. LOL Kids are so funny. The simplest of things make them happy.  She got some wonderful gifts, but her favorite 2 was her BunnyBoo that Mimi got her from Build-A-Bear, and her Bratz Twinz the Aunt Susan got her.  But she loved all her gifts.  We thank everyone for the presents.  We love all of our family, and we know how much they love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWBo1NLmEFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/vH5ndLvQ_rY/s1600-h/Macks+8th+birthday+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287341225813610578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWBo1NLmEFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/vH5ndLvQ_rY/s320/Macks+8th+birthday+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to be a kid again opening presents. The excitement of my girls brings so much joy to my heart.  I just wish we were home to share it with everyone at our big birthday bashes we use to have.  Soon we will be home, and it will be time to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWBo0fDvbdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5Q4tfQIHnYw/s1600-h/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287341213432638930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWBo0fDvbdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/5Q4tfQIHnYw/s320/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWBoz09ptDI/AAAAAAAAAFw/WMA7KNumCWo/s1600-h/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287341202132808754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWBoz09ptDI/AAAAAAAAAFw/WMA7KNumCWo/s320/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls and I miss you all, and love you. Take care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love always, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elisa, Mack, Bean, and Livie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7655737889499869035-6647035251128374505?l=mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6647035251128374505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7655737889499869035&amp;postID=6647035251128374505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/6647035251128374505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/6647035251128374505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/macks-8th-birthday.html' title='Mack&apos;s 8th birthday'/><author><name>My Wonderfully Crazy Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17372723616621477581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Srlpz_tQHJI/AAAAAAAAANA/x8Ly7Mpr1FM/S220/100_9916.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWBo1_XB7SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/H-EE9OmDv_g/s72-c/Macks+8th+birthday+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655737889499869035.post-6086413205489759567</id><published>2009-01-03T20:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:27:26.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><title type='text'>New Years eve was Macks 8th birthday. What a wonderful time we had in jersey, and New York City.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWAeOCt1GmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OEQDWjJ5v9k/s1600-h/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287259189129058914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWAeOCt1GmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OEQDWjJ5v9k/s320/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWAeNnHZnLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Xa-2Wslpsu8/s1600-h/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287259181720116402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWAeNnHZnLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Xa-2Wslpsu8/s320/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287256769087234066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWAcBLW5YBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ydAVY7Ysbt8/s320/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWAT6oFnIJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bv-lBuzk9co/s1600-h/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287247860447256722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWAT6oFnIJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bv-lBuzk9co/s400/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls and I needed a break from everyday life, so we hopped in the car and it was off to New Jersey, and New York. It was so nice we stayed with Mimi, the girls grandma. While we were there, we got to meet more family that we haven't yet met. We even go to meet a cousin named Leann, who is Willa's age, but looks exactly like Mackenzie, with the exception of the curly hair. The girls auntie's played with the girls, and even taught them Trinada songs, and even turned them on to some of their favorite foods. Beleive it or not, I even tried some. It wasn't for me, but atleast I can say I tried it. I even tried Ginger Beer. YUK! That stuff burned my mouth and throat. The girls seemed to really like some of the foods. Oh, how wonderful it was actually spending time with family. Christmas was good, but so freakin lonely. Minsky's family is so nice. They accept all of us as family, which make life so great. And the love they show towards all 3 of my girls, overwhelms me with joy. It is crazy how life goes, but having the unconditional love makes it all worth it. I really got lucky, my girls have som many people that love them, and wonderful grandparents in all our families. Anyways, during our visit Brenda and I took the girls to NYC to go Ice Skating in Rockefeller Center, but it was way to crowded, so instead Mimi(Brenda) and I took them to Build-A-Bear, and she treated them to a new animal. We had so much fun. Then on New Years Eve, Mack's 8th birthday, I took them to see The Tale Of Despereaux. When we got home Mimi suprised us with a cake for Mack, New Years party hats, and noise makers, and a tray of yummy treats. We had so much fun. I can't wait for our next trip. So my thanks goes out for Mimi, Auntie June, Auntie Verve, Auntie Billy, and Auntie Dol. Your family is wonderful. Well, I wish everyone a great year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elisa, Mack, Bean, and Livbug.&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/7655737889499869035-6086413205489759567?l=mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6086413205489759567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7655737889499869035&amp;postID=6086413205489759567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/6086413205489759567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/6086413205489759567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve-was-macks-8th-birthday.html' title='New Years eve was Macks 8th birthday. What a wonderful time we had in jersey, and New York City.'/><author><name>My Wonderfully Crazy Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17372723616621477581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Srlpz_tQHJI/AAAAAAAAANA/x8Ly7Mpr1FM/S220/100_9916.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SWAeOCt1GmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OEQDWjJ5v9k/s72-c/New+Years+in+Jersey+and+NY+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655737889499869035.post-2091808702852368086</id><published>2008-12-26T15:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:29:44.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa gave me a great christmas again this year... It was smiles from my girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SVVaucgveoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/X1A524s7j6Y/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284229491763149442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SVVaucgveoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/X1A524s7j6Y/s320/Christmas+2008+270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, me missed our family very much this year for christmas since we couldn't go home. Sadly, Christmas just isn't the same without em, but we made the best of it. We did lots of christmas crafts to make it fun, and we watched lots of christmas movies. It was a good christmas for the girls. They had a great time and got lots of good stuff. We are planning on going up to Jersey to visit family for new years, and if all goes well, I am taking the girls ice skating in Time Square. I can't wait. They loved New York, and can't wait to go back. Well, I am adding some Christmas pictures. I hope you enjoy them, and I will be adding ice skating pictures soon too. Have a great New Year. Oh, scroll all the way down, cuz there are new christmas pics at the bottom. I don't know how to divide up new posts and new pics from the old, so always scroll down to see whats new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisa, Mack, Bean, and Livbug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7655737889499869035-2091808702852368086?l=mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2091808702852368086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7655737889499869035&amp;postID=2091808702852368086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/2091808702852368086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/2091808702852368086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa-gave-me-great-christmas-again.html' title='Santa gave me a great christmas again this year... It was smiles from my girls.'/><author><name>My Wonderfully Crazy Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17372723616621477581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Srlpz_tQHJI/AAAAAAAAANA/x8Ly7Mpr1FM/S220/100_9916.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SVVaucgveoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/X1A524s7j6Y/s72-c/Christmas+2008+270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7655737889499869035.post-2166206020045945626</id><published>2008-12-23T02:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:33:51.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What are my plans for the future.'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SVVbunb0tvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bHV3lFFEJes/s1600-h/DSC05839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284230594206938866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SVVbunb0tvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bHV3lFFEJes/s400/DSC05839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello to all. Well, as you know I am in Virginia waiting on my move back to Oklahoma. Once I get back, I am hoping to adopt and be a foster mother, so say your prayers. Other than that, my plans once I return are just for the girls and I to get on with our lives. Divorce is hard on kids so I am hoping that getting them back in school and into sports and other activities will help with the healing process. Currently they are doing great. They are on a good schedule, and Mack and Bean are doing very well in school. I am wanting to put Mack in the school spelling bee, so I hope its not too late, cuz its Jan. 7th. I am so proud of my babies. They are sweet, smart, loving girls. As for me and Livbug, we just hang out during the day cuddling, and baby sitting little Levi, my friends baby. After the kids get home from school, its a mad house around here. I have about 37 extra neighborhood kids that hang out on a daily basis. I have fallin in love with them, and I call them my emotionally adopted babies. Too bad I can't take them back to Oklahoma with me. Since school is out for Christmas, the girls and I have been keeping busy by making crafts, and watching christmas movies. I took the girls to Newport News the other day to look at christmas lights. We had a blast. I am thinking of taking the girls to Colonial Williamsburg for some more christmas fun. Who knows. We are just doing our best to make the best of life, with the occasional loneliness. We won't be coming home for Christmas, so we are really sad about that, but I am doing my best to make the girls forget about missing everyone, and we are focusing on things to do here for fun. Well, I will go for now. We miss you all. Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elisa and The girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7655737889499869035-2166206020045945626?l=mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2166206020045945626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7655737889499869035&amp;postID=2166206020045945626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/2166206020045945626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7655737889499869035/posts/default/2166206020045945626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywonderfullycrazylifewithmygirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>My Wonderfully Crazy Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17372723616621477581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/Srlpz_tQHJI/AAAAAAAAANA/x8Ly7Mpr1FM/S220/100_9916.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ua-1LVq_K70/SVVbunb0tvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bHV3lFFEJes/s72-c/DSC05839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
