<?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-6942979614385161700</id><updated>2011-11-16T10:03:47.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Roop Group</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>191</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-3792900482274242607</id><published>2011-11-16T09:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:03:24.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DISNEY WORLD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿We finally did it!&amp;nbsp; We went on a grand adventure to Disney World.&amp;nbsp; I think Tony and I were as excited (if not more so) than our children.&amp;nbsp; We started our trip, with Raegan and Drew's first time flying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxf7sKUO_xg/TsPIy6dwheI/AAAAAAAAFdU/aT6fSQN7qRE/s1600/ready+for+take+off.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxf7sKUO_xg/TsPIy6dwheI/AAAAAAAAFdU/aT6fSQN7qRE/s320/ready+for+take+off.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tony and the kids had never been, and I hadn't been in probably 10 years.&amp;nbsp; It was still as wonderful as I remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mb0Zc_6eWkc/TsPLT6bR6aI/AAAAAAAAFdc/UdlC6ptxEIs/s1600/we%2527re+here%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mb0Zc_6eWkc/TsPLT6bR6aI/AAAAAAAAFdc/UdlC6ptxEIs/s320/we%2527re+here%2521.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We rode Dumbo with a fabulous view of the castle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GlQEftQ6NFk/TsPLWKQpJBI/AAAAAAAAFdk/bpt6Glia5SY/s1600/dumbo+ride+and+castle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GlQEftQ6NFk/TsPLWKQpJBI/AAAAAAAAFdk/bpt6Glia5SY/s320/dumbo+ride+and+castle.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We ate breakfast with Mickey Mouse and his friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XTLb3jPcu_8/TsPLmbtIdsI/AAAAAAAAFds/1DQWQCPLOKo/s1600/tony+kids+and+mickey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XTLb3jPcu_8/TsPLmbtIdsI/AAAAAAAAFds/1DQWQCPLOKo/s320/tony+kids+and+mickey.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We met Buzz Lightyear, and helped defeat the evil Zurg on his adventure ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5bUHxmk7Ye8/TsPLxtFSs4I/AAAAAAAAFd0/m6X4xHCPik4/s1600/raegan+drew+and+buzz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5bUHxmk7Ye8/TsPLxtFSs4I/AAAAAAAAFd0/m6X4xHCPik4/s320/raegan+drew+and+buzz.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We traveled with a Princess and a pirate for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPOVx206eto/TsPL_-Fvw3I/AAAAAAAAFd8/oLf3oYl4ez8/s1600/the+princess+and+the+pirate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPOVx206eto/TsPL_-Fvw3I/AAAAAAAAFd8/oLf3oYl4ez8/s320/the+princess+and+the+pirate.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went on a jungle safari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXvvF5eZwq8/TsPMScOwypI/AAAAAAAAFeE/FzRq4phjWaY/s1600/jungle+safari.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXvvF5eZwq8/TsPMScOwypI/AAAAAAAAFeE/FzRq4phjWaY/s320/jungle+safari.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The most precious memory was my little princess seeing her favorite princess for the first time.&amp;nbsp; She&amp;nbsp;was in awe and&amp;nbsp;had tears in her eyes.&amp;nbsp; (Cinderella for those who aren't familiar :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeRIxCjRD6s/TsPMh2gGcsI/AAAAAAAAFeM/Uf9lEcdwHaI/s1600/raegans+reaction.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeRIxCjRD6s/TsPMh2gGcsI/AAAAAAAAFeM/Uf9lEcdwHaI/s320/raegans+reaction.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Such a sweet moment for my sweet little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f3iSWMt0-fQ/TsPMrPuHKwI/AAAAAAAAFeU/MnmTC4Lfjdg/s1600/the+cinderellas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f3iSWMt0-fQ/TsPMrPuHKwI/AAAAAAAAFeU/MnmTC4Lfjdg/s320/the+cinderellas.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even in Disney World, we supported our Hokies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SzOjtCbP2Oo/TsPM9am8GAI/AAAAAAAAFec/j7x1hd4peQ8/s1600/go+hokies+at+disney.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SzOjtCbP2Oo/TsPM9am8GAI/AAAAAAAAFec/j7x1hd4peQ8/s320/go+hokies+at+disney.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We enjoyed Mickey's Very Merry Christmas Party, complete with a parade and fireworks display in front of Cinderella's Castle.&amp;nbsp; The parade's were a family favorite.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VnTIX8TQ3BE/TsPNN1GpMiI/AAAAAAAAFes/2VydAIVNB3c/s1600/The+castle+at+night.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VnTIX8TQ3BE/TsPNN1GpMiI/AAAAAAAAFes/2VydAIVNB3c/s320/The+castle+at+night.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿At the risk of sounding cheesy, it was an unforgettable and "magical" trip.&amp;nbsp; We made lots of memories while spending quality time with our two oldest.&amp;nbsp; If you are wondering where our youngest was, she was in Virginia being showered with love by her two sets of grandparents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-3792900482274242607?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/3792900482274242607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=3792900482274242607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3792900482274242607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3792900482274242607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/11/disney-world.html' title='DISNEY WORLD!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxf7sKUO_xg/TsPIy6dwheI/AAAAAAAAFdU/aT6fSQN7qRE/s72-c/ready+for+take+off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8978699535731921352</id><published>2011-10-12T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T15:57:57.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drew playing soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our little man has had a blast playing soccer.&amp;nbsp; He is very competitive (like another male in our family we know and love) and has as much fun with his victory dance as he does actually kicking the ball.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdQLqqankOQ/TpXO0kKHimI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/3HF9B-55Kl4/s1600/score.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdQLqqankOQ/TpXO0kKHimI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/3HF9B-55Kl4/s320/score.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You never have to wonder what this boy is feeling.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKg6nIVw1As/TpXO9c_MBvI/AAAAAAAAFaE/HiTWnmrO-og/s1600/more+dancing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKg6nIVw1As/TpXO9c_MBvI/AAAAAAAAFaE/HiTWnmrO-og/s320/more+dancing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His shirt looked&amp;nbsp;a little more like a dress, but he didn't mind.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGP-gqY_Eng/TpXPE1hqkiI/AAAAAAAAFaM/jmJcuAbAuyc/s1600/almost+scored.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGP-gqY_Eng/TpXPE1hqkiI/AAAAAAAAFaM/jmJcuAbAuyc/s320/almost+scored.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8978699535731921352?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8978699535731921352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8978699535731921352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8978699535731921352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8978699535731921352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/10/drew-playing-soccer.html' title='Drew playing soccer'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdQLqqankOQ/TpXO0kKHimI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/3HF9B-55Kl4/s72-c/score.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-2175741856146731979</id><published>2011-10-05T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:49:04.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Callie is ONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's so hard to believe that just one short year ago, Callie came into this world so tiny, so big eyed,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;brunette!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uTPJohlIEtA/Toxo99h2BCI/AAAAAAAAFZk/8akFGsKm73c/s1600/where+am+i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uTPJohlIEtA/Toxo99h2BCI/AAAAAAAAFZk/8akFGsKm73c/s320/where+am+i.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She started at a mere 6 lbs&amp;nbsp; 7 1/2 oz.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsnI1OUgNIw/ToxoycETU-I/AAAAAAAAFZg/x4o6L9nwmDA/s1600/tiny+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsnI1OUgNIw/ToxoycETU-I/AAAAAAAAFZg/x4o6L9nwmDA/s320/tiny+girl.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And she was a Daddy's girl right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8NUAd6ozjo/ToxpN68DunI/AAAAAAAAFZo/5QQrIfuwQ08/s1600/daddy%2527s+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8NUAd6ozjo/ToxpN68DunI/AAAAAAAAFZo/5QQrIfuwQ08/s320/daddy%2527s+girl.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She has grown and changed so much in the last year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7thGxh1Rwuc/ToxqKir98-I/AAAAAAAAFZw/AORrR-AXZgU/s1600/callie+10+months+naked.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7thGxh1Rwuc/ToxqKir98-I/AAAAAAAAFZw/AORrR-AXZgU/s320/callie+10+months+naked.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She loves to explore everything, climb anything, and always has a smile on her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EnOBCCy9glg/ToxqYEsF4jI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/2kpfeJMTgQE/s1600/cutie+callie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EnOBCCy9glg/ToxqYEsF4jI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/2kpfeJMTgQE/s320/cutie+callie.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her sweet little personality shines as bright as those eyes.&amp;nbsp; We love you our little blue eyed angel face and couldn't imagine our lives without you!&amp;nbsp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY CALLIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NPKkroSdsTE/ToxqkoTeiAI/AAAAAAAAFZ4/HW-XM2SKRjk/s1600/angel+face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NPKkroSdsTE/ToxqkoTeiAI/AAAAAAAAFZ4/HW-XM2SKRjk/s320/angel+face.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-2175741856146731979?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/2175741856146731979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=2175741856146731979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2175741856146731979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2175741856146731979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/10/callie-is-one.html' title='Callie is ONE!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uTPJohlIEtA/Toxo99h2BCI/AAAAAAAAFZk/8akFGsKm73c/s72-c/where+am+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-588444548897665460</id><published>2011-10-04T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T14:02:04.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a slacker... I know.&amp;nbsp; Here are just a few shots of whats been going these last few months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Drew finally got to start preschool.&amp;nbsp; He would go everyday if I would let him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DDSwMwmqfqI/Tos1epatufI/AAAAAAAAFY4/De5b7NEt8LQ/s1600/first+day+of+school.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DDSwMwmqfqI/Tos1epatufI/AAAAAAAAFY4/De5b7NEt8LQ/s320/first+day+of+school.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Raegan is also in preschool... again.&amp;nbsp; She is going to a&amp;nbsp;program at Tazewell Presbyterian preschool.&amp;nbsp; After much praying, we made the decision to hold her back since her birthday falls in the summer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1PgeEw1m8I/Tos1mZD2RcI/AAAAAAAAFY8/7CIzCbLXSKE/s1600/raegan+first+day+of+4+year+taz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1PgeEw1m8I/Tos1mZD2RcI/AAAAAAAAFY8/7CIzCbLXSKE/s320/raegan+first+day+of+4+year+taz.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And our sweet baby girl is (sniff, sniff) turning ONE!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBB5AR4fwKI/TotH83Q5hMI/AAAAAAAAFZA/3KI_z2Vle1M/s1600/cutie+callie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBB5AR4fwKI/TotH83Q5hMI/AAAAAAAAFZA/3KI_z2Vle1M/s320/cutie+callie.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here are some pics of her latest photo shoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhhGfCLYG5c/TotIG3k4zzI/AAAAAAAAFZE/4hOrVOjZfQ0/s1600/yippy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhhGfCLYG5c/TotIG3k4zzI/AAAAAAAAFZE/4hOrVOjZfQ0/s320/yippy.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just love profile pictures.&amp;nbsp; And look at those dimples in her hands and elbows.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jx3SIRxckFE/TotIKfkj-EI/AAAAAAAAFZI/cz1zIVr85WI/s1600/love+her.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jx3SIRxckFE/TotIKfkj-EI/AAAAAAAAFZI/cz1zIVr85WI/s320/love+her.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is my favorite though... She was done with pictures, and just started yelling.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can still hear that impatient little squeal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cyu9XZK6O3s/TotIRuQsPfI/AAAAAAAAFZM/A-drWDznCAg/s1600/i+said+get+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cyu9XZK6O3s/TotIRuQsPfI/AAAAAAAAFZM/A-drWDznCAg/s320/i+said+get+me.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/6942979614385161700-588444548897665460?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/588444548897665460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=588444548897665460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/588444548897665460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/588444548897665460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/10/happenings.html' title='Happenings...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DDSwMwmqfqI/Tos1epatufI/AAAAAAAAFY4/De5b7NEt8LQ/s72-c/first+day+of+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5401455952616515856</id><published>2011-07-20T09:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:38:28.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening of yard work</title><content type='html'>I'll start with the most real picture I've gotten of Drew since he was a baby. He usually has some cheesy smile or one that's fake. I don't know how I got it, but this is a real smile from my little man.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OFX13pNahsU/TibX31LA_sI/AAAAAAAAFWM/uDrP1nl6M2o/s1600/my%2Blittle%2Bman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631425738239442626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OFX13pNahsU/TibX31LA_sI/AAAAAAAAFWM/uDrP1nl6M2o/s320/my%2Blittle%2Bman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now, to the evening of yard work. Funny how something a simple as mowing the lawn can be so fun for kids. Everyone had to have their turn "helping" daddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NYqLgBHUQk/TibX3EKRzcI/AAAAAAAAFWE/As4aoZ5Hetk/s1600/my%2Bboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631425725083012546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NYqLgBHUQk/TibX3EKRzcI/AAAAAAAAFWE/As4aoZ5Hetk/s320/my%2Bboys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Drew waited his turn, he was searching for bugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBHRm5lODzM/TibX225ewmI/AAAAAAAAFV8/PcFy_iyzUng/s1600/looking%2Bfor%2Bbugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631425721522897506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBHRm5lODzM/TibX225ewmI/AAAAAAAAFV8/PcFy_iyzUng/s320/looking%2Bfor%2Bbugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan, who is always camera ready, had to pose with her daddy for her turn around the front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5MQsnHwyX18/TibX2tjfC0I/AAAAAAAAFV0/tCIkuVY3To0/s1600/raegans%2Bturn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631425719014722370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5MQsnHwyX18/TibX2tjfC0I/AAAAAAAAFV0/tCIkuVY3To0/s320/raegans%2Bturn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish I could say Raegan was searching for bugs, but since she is about as brave as her mama, she was picking out little weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xesIQohIxtE/TibWuEpEM1I/AAAAAAAAFVs/0dX8k6jQPTU/s1600/weeding%2Bmy%2Bpots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631424471081694034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xesIQohIxtE/TibWuEpEM1I/AAAAAAAAFVs/0dX8k6jQPTU/s320/weeding%2Bmy%2Bpots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And she spent some time entertaining her baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imqRqyXiKAg/TibWttIW0XI/AAAAAAAAFVk/dyTWpCwxn1g/s1600/sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631424464770486642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imqRqyXiKAg/TibWttIW0XI/AAAAAAAAFVk/dyTWpCwxn1g/s320/sisters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then it was Callie's turn around the yard. She seemed a bit nervous at first, but ended up enjoying it more than her siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a0pkA7KGE_E/TibWtVk963I/AAAAAAAAFVc/VhGW3nOgBhI/s1600/daddy%2Band%2Bcallie%2Bmowing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631424458448038770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a0pkA7KGE_E/TibWtVk963I/AAAAAAAAFVc/VhGW3nOgBhI/s320/daddy%2Band%2Bcallie%2Bmowing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But she had the most fun chasing a tiny ant that was running around by her feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ql5iCZ8KkMA/TibWtOTNdmI/AAAAAAAAFVU/xfIFbuHXocM/s1600/chasing%2Ban%2Bant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631424456494511714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ql5iCZ8KkMA/TibWtOTNdmI/AAAAAAAAFVU/xfIFbuHXocM/s320/chasing%2Ban%2Bant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yippy! We love being outside, no matter what we are doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4f-fAautz4E/TibWs6UtDSI/AAAAAAAAFVM/FtxNITHIN8A/s1600/yeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631424451132067106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4f-fAautz4E/TibWs6UtDSI/AAAAAAAAFVM/FtxNITHIN8A/s320/yeah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-5401455952616515856?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5401455952616515856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5401455952616515856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5401455952616515856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5401455952616515856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/07/evening-of-yard-work.html' title='Evening of yard work'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OFX13pNahsU/TibX31LA_sI/AAAAAAAAFWM/uDrP1nl6M2o/s72-c/my%2Blittle%2Bman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5917737263783470894</id><published>2011-07-15T09:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T09:53:22.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Why they make swim diapers. Callie loves the water, and was wiggling to get into the pool. I just stuck her right in, diaper and all. Not a big deal right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCD7Pi7dWaA/TiBD3J9MZzI/AAAAAAAAFVE/lEsQ5RmfcAk/s1600/swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629574149057570610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCD7Pi7dWaA/TiBD3J9MZzI/AAAAAAAAFVE/lEsQ5RmfcAk/s320/swimming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not so much. I don't feel like these pictures do that giant diaper justice, but it was huge! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3C0SQFOoZR8/TiBD2h_dB3I/AAAAAAAAFU8/n9fAqX7qp9M/s1600/what%2Ba%2Bdiaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629574138329630578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3C0SQFOoZR8/TiBD2h_dB3I/AAAAAAAAFU8/n9fAqX7qp9M/s320/what%2Ba%2Bdiaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess they really are super absorbent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TjtamaFpOU/TiBD2Q3jcDI/AAAAAAAAFU0/e5izvKhPEos/s1600/check%2Bout%2Bthat%2Bdiaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629574133733093426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TjtamaFpOU/TiBD2Q3jcDI/AAAAAAAAFU0/e5izvKhPEos/s320/check%2Bout%2Bthat%2Bdiaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little miss Callie thinks she is big stuff now standing up with just one hand. It won't be long and she will be walking everywhere, not just crawling. I've heard it many times, and said I've said it before, but it just happens too fast. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDtzhGUd1c0/TiBD2OfSsEI/AAAAAAAAFUs/5Dw9AjqqteI/s1600/big%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629574133094461506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDtzhGUd1c0/TiBD2OfSsEI/AAAAAAAAFUs/5Dw9AjqqteI/s320/big%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-5917737263783470894?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5917737263783470894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5917737263783470894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5917737263783470894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5917737263783470894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/07/now-i-know.html' title='Now I know...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCD7Pi7dWaA/TiBD3J9MZzI/AAAAAAAAFVE/lEsQ5RmfcAk/s72-c/swimming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8637547759208819989</id><published>2011-07-06T10:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T13:11:38.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole hand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My sweet Raegan turned 5 yesterday. Watching her grow and change over these last 5 years has been such a blessing. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626286183942960626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-977M_cYEWxs/ThSVeZabtfI/AAAAAAAAFUk/ZtaFCjf3D5U/s320/100_1246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From a cautious baby girl of 1&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626249769457087650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-prCY9WOqo/ThR0Wy4c9KI/AAAAAAAAFT8/1vFllv5I1AU/s320/toes%2Bwet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To a spunky little 2&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626249778583383762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOp2zY-ds-4/ThR0XU4VLtI/AAAAAAAAFUE/KgsuFCOfE58/s320/so%2Braegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A sassy 3&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626286177125058162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6vMVczdeEg/ThSVeAA6xnI/AAAAAAAAFUc/2_MJcU8Pjoc/s320/cinderella%2B4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;An adventurous 4 &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626249800328420370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nKzq9Dyswc/ThR0Yl4wHBI/AAAAAAAAFUU/LvFu_UlK-9Y/s320/still%2Bhaving%2Bfun%2Bon%2Bthe%2Bboats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To the independent 5 year old she is today. A little "spicy" personality, but a very tender heart. She tries to make us laugh with her knock knock jokes, and loves to give a performance. She can dress up and be super girly, or can dig in the dirt and get dirty. She is a wonderful helper and entertainer with baby Callie, and is always trying to teach Drew something new. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626240863431915298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FXXp7pGi65g/ThRsQZWldyI/AAAAAAAAFTM/KMHrkCFY8dM/s320/raegan%2Bat%2B5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626240860005137026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKv-QCM0oig/ThRsQMlk-oI/AAAAAAAAFTE/ekrtDEEk0us/s320/sweet%2Braegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAPPY 5TH BIRTHDAY RAEGAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another big milestone was that Callie turned 9 months yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is saying bye-bye, da-da, and has learned to crawl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYvhcsYWoQs/ThRsPpepI-I/AAAAAAAAFS8/ZYFtVGn1wv8/s1600/Callie%2B9%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626240850580808674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYvhcsYWoQs/ThRsPpepI-I/AAAAAAAAFS8/ZYFtVGn1wv8/s320/Callie%2B9%2Bmonths.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a sweet heart she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1d_A5_Nx98/ThRsPHb-SEI/AAAAAAAAFS0/GB3PeBZYSNM/s1600/sweet%2Bbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626240841442805826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1d_A5_Nx98/ThRsPHb-SEI/AAAAAAAAFS0/GB3PeBZYSNM/s320/sweet%2Bbaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so Drew wouldn't feel left out, here is a picture of the three musketeers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ymoEDOLuLU/ThRsO6t56qI/AAAAAAAAFSs/78WrrCA4RCk/s1600/3%2Bgoobers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626240838028356258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ymoEDOLuLU/ThRsO6t56qI/AAAAAAAAFSs/78WrrCA4RCk/s320/3%2Bgoobers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6942979614385161700-8637547759208819989?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8637547759208819989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8637547759208819989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8637547759208819989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8637547759208819989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/07/whole-hand.html' title='A whole hand!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-977M_cYEWxs/ThSVeZabtfI/AAAAAAAAFUk/ZtaFCjf3D5U/s72-c/100_1246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1066619384324796550</id><published>2011-06-23T15:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T16:01:12.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down a lens...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thanks to sweet baby Callie (and her mama's carelessness) my Nikon D40 full focus lens, which is the one I use everyday, is now broken. That leaves me currently with only my zoom lens, perfect for distance and close ups... not so perfect for photographing our daily life. I hope to be able to purchase a new lens soon, but they aren't cheap! Until then, please enjoy all the close ups we can take. Here is Callie having a good time with her Grandad.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621505546182668434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxrLK8vpwF8/TgOZgp8bMJI/AAAAAAAAFSc/HoO4G5WDBEA/s320/callie%2Bhaving%2Bfun%2Bwith%2Bgrandad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Gerber face if I've ever seen one.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_3_58gANjU/TgOZg1Ut5fI/AAAAAAAAFSk/lIKG14vNmvY/s1600/beautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621505549237347826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_3_58gANjU/TgOZg1Ut5fI/AAAAAAAAFSk/lIKG14vNmvY/s320/beautiful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the expression that comes out of those giant eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lB6APZhroI0/TgOZgPojaYI/AAAAAAAAFSU/zEVn7aSAa38/s1600/sweet%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621505539119999362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lB6APZhroI0/TgOZgPojaYI/AAAAAAAAFSU/zEVn7aSAa38/s320/sweet%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is by far my favorite picture EVER of my mom and dad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhVvR8khbc0/TgOZfhd-PaI/AAAAAAAAFSM/s-7nYVe2Gss/s1600/true%2Blove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621505526727589282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhVvR8khbc0/TgOZfhd-PaI/AAAAAAAAFSM/s-7nYVe2Gss/s320/true%2Blove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one isn't so bad either :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIkIJZ4GUb8/TgOZfSwXdKI/AAAAAAAAFSE/RuGnZtaDeXw/s1600/best%2Bnana%2Band%2Bgrandad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621505522778207394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIkIJZ4GUb8/TgOZfSwXdKI/AAAAAAAAFSE/RuGnZtaDeXw/s320/best%2Bnana%2Band%2Bgrandad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to show this one of my sneaky little man trying to get in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__BSM_RHCsc/TgOYlJ24o0I/AAAAAAAAFR8/vcSC2kx_RNw/s1600/drew%2Bsneaking%2Bin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621504523957216066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__BSM_RHCsc/TgOYlJ24o0I/AAAAAAAAFR8/vcSC2kx_RNw/s320/drew%2Bsneaking%2Bin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is he a stud or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isCqbizrlR0/TgOYkvoZC6I/AAAAAAAAFR0/HNY8j85JluE/s1600/stud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621504516917103522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isCqbizrlR0/TgOYkvoZC6I/AAAAAAAAFR0/HNY8j85JluE/s320/stud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we will follow our little stud, with our little diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YOjCPmE9h1Y/TgOYkcNMMhI/AAAAAAAAFRs/hYup2J-lNGo/s1600/my%2Blittle%2Bdiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621504511702741522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YOjCPmE9h1Y/TgOYkcNMMhI/AAAAAAAAFRs/hYup2J-lNGo/s320/my%2Blittle%2Bdiva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her absolute favorite part of dance is performing on the big stage. Are we surprised???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugb_iZNKPuo/TgOYjjNdpeI/AAAAAAAAFRk/PNKmFHYwxVc/s1600/pretty%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621504496403064290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugb_iZNKPuo/TgOYjjNdpeI/AAAAAAAAFRk/PNKmFHYwxVc/s320/pretty%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-1066619384324796550?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1066619384324796550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1066619384324796550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1066619384324796550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1066619384324796550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/06/down-lens.html' title='Down a lens...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxrLK8vpwF8/TgOZgp8bMJI/AAAAAAAAFSc/HoO4G5WDBEA/s72-c/callie%2Bhaving%2Bfun%2Bwith%2Bgrandad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4925789179168949182</id><published>2011-06-06T13:28:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T15:25:59.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been so slack recently about posting. (sorry dad :) I have just preferred to be outside, or at the pool, or making cupcakes , or taking a nap with my children than sitting at the computer. Here are some of our favorite pictures of the kids lately. This may be a long one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preschool is finally over, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Raegan&lt;/span&gt; has "graduated" from the 4 year program. Funny thing is, we decided to hold her back one more year, so I guess she will be graduating from 4 year preschool again next year. Regardless, our oldest never misses the chance to be on stage in the spotlight. She spent most of the ceremony waving to all her adoring fans.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615162365071560162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OnOHFKnWPI0/Te0Qa647jeI/AAAAAAAAFPs/tLU-dNKh2NA/s320/still%2Bwaving%2Bto%2Bher%2Bfans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here she is reciting Hey Diddle Diddle with her best buddy, Carter.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615162479857562402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EI_CneY9zgc/Te0QhmgC8yI/AAAAAAAAFP0/Ju2856sKn8M/s320/saying%2Bhey%2Bdiddle%2Bdiddle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615162489790916642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gNVXtpFKL4/Te0QiLgV6CI/AAAAAAAAFP8/z_D_hkFVrCQ/s320/graduated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now that schools out for summer, let the water play dates begin!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5DwkTV_qfg/Te0kXKL-4rI/AAAAAAAAFRM/jAWi9by45WY/s1600/pretty%2Bgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615184290691080882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5DwkTV_qfg/Te0kXKL-4rI/AAAAAAAAFRM/jAWi9by45WY/s320/pretty%2Bgirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have taken full advantage of Sonya's blow up water slide pool. It promises hours of fun, and nice long naps :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615180809070114642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7glMaOUz8Is/Te0hMgI291I/AAAAAAAAFQ0/XtOp9JEZ-0o/s320/drew%2Bclimbing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615180801171923186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQCiC-KLl2E/Te0hMCtyIPI/AAAAAAAAFQs/xVeO2PaByPE/s320/splash%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615180793754239970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nuQwDjwQWZM/Te0hLnFRQ-I/AAAAAAAAFQk/kWGzh6cqXag/s320/splash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Raegan&lt;/span&gt; needed a break from all the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-esS4kIVPg/Te0kKPxdIQI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/R_NLqkG28d0/s1600/raegan%2Band%2Bmacie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615184068852130050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-esS4kIVPg/Te0kKPxdIQI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/R_NLqkG28d0/s320/raegan%2Band%2Bmacie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Callie spends most of our outdoor play dates under her little shade tent. As long as she has some children to watch, she is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HzOgfsL25cg/Te0hKya5SFI/AAAAAAAAFQc/vxucNRzmtow/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615180779617863762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HzOgfsL25cg/Te0hKya5SFI/AAAAAAAAFQc/vxucNRzmtow/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sonya's niece, Addison is about 2 months younger than Callie (but with those cheeks, Addison looks older) and already these two are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BFFs&lt;/span&gt;. They look like they are asking each other what their crazy mothers are doing throwing them into this water slide pool with all those crazy children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615184076435190434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZsu9FWyxhM/Te0kKsBZcqI/AAAAAAAAFRE/NkPx-OwA9Mw/s320/hey%2Bgirlfrield.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I love those chubby cheek toothless grins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCp24J94JE4/Te0hKeK1dhI/AAAAAAAAFQU/-7GIGQ1gk_s/s1600/happy%2Bgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615180774181795346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCp24J94JE4/Te0hKeK1dhI/AAAAAAAAFQU/-7GIGQ1gk_s/s320/happy%2Bgirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew is always up to something, and here he decided to ride his toy down the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iviksMQatTs/Te0Qi-FhfSI/AAAAAAAAFQM/sUHGr4jBk-o/s1600/going%2Bup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615162503368637730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iviksMQatTs/Te0Qi-FhfSI/AAAAAAAAFQM/sUHGr4jBk-o/s320/going%2Bup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just wish you could have heard him yelling "Woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hoo&lt;/span&gt;, watch me go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yxaBMZ7XDo/Te0QitHZH-I/AAAAAAAAFQE/zFLh_1Z7AkM/s1600/here%2Bwe%2Bgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615162498813075426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yxaBMZ7XDo/Te0QitHZH-I/AAAAAAAAFQE/zFLh_1Z7AkM/s320/here%2Bwe%2Bgo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Callie always has a grin for her brother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JjZODyWh1Do/Te0PMwDjPcI/AAAAAAAAFPk/jUevtH1x-1Y/s1600/happy%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615161022133517762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JjZODyWh1Do/Te0PMwDjPcI/AAAAAAAAFPk/jUevtH1x-1Y/s320/happy%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just LOVE those eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VzGTPnrMZds/Te0PMcP0WjI/AAAAAAAAFPc/t_waBWl0AqQ/s1600/what%2Ba%2Bdoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615161016816261682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VzGTPnrMZds/Te0PMcP0WjI/AAAAAAAAFPc/t_waBWl0AqQ/s320/what%2Ba%2Bdoll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Callie has also been sporting a new hairdo. I just love the "pebbles" ponytail.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615189709480666466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngvBiJswMWM/Te0pSkwGJWI/AAAAAAAAFRU/J9XxEEu5OEc/s320/beautiful%2Beyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This has to be my favorite picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Raegan&lt;/span&gt; in a long time. She was laughing so hard, and every time I see it I just want to laugh with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jj-RbJ3U1Rk/Te0PMCgS4nI/AAAAAAAAFPU/o2I2StJtQvw/s1600/makes%2Bme%2Bwant%2Bto%2Blaugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615161009906049650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jj-RbJ3U1Rk/Te0PMCgS4nI/AAAAAAAAFPU/o2I2StJtQvw/s320/makes%2Bme%2Bwant%2Bto%2Blaugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Raegan&lt;/span&gt; also got her first pair of glasses. Hot pink glasses, of course! And thankfully, we splurged the extra $25 for insurance. She hasn't had them a month and already broke the first pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MDyGpeWdU9Q/Te0PLlU8G0I/AAAAAAAAFPM/jE2z5yzuIEY/s1600/new%2Bglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615161002073791298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MDyGpeWdU9Q/Te0PLlU8G0I/AAAAAAAAFPM/jE2z5yzuIEY/s320/new%2Bglasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And last, but not least, a sweet picture of my handsome little man. He just can't get much cuter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HG_DKSAOPpY/Te0PLHoTsyI/AAAAAAAAFPE/6r3xGO0oXTU/s1600/my%2Bhandsome%2Bboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615160994101965602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HG_DKSAOPpY/Te0PLHoTsyI/AAAAAAAAFPE/6r3xGO0oXTU/s320/my%2Bhandsome%2Bboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/6942979614385161700-4925789179168949182?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4925789179168949182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4925789179168949182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4925789179168949182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4925789179168949182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/06/favorite-pictures.html' title='Favorite pictures'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OnOHFKnWPI0/Te0Qa647jeI/AAAAAAAAFPs/tLU-dNKh2NA/s72-c/still%2Bwaving%2Bto%2Bher%2Bfans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-528603243966576534</id><published>2011-04-25T20:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:37:18.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coloring eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One of the "joys" of being an accountant (or in my case and accountants' wife) is the yearly dreaded TAX SEASON. With the madness that comes with the end of tax season, updating the blog was not at the top of my list of things to do while acting as a single mom. Tax season has come and gone for another year and the next few posts I will try and do a little catch up of the last few weeks. We really did color eggs this year. We just did them 2 weeks ago when my brother and his family were visiting. Tony was still slaving away while we colored eggs, but I managed to wrangle the kids up for a family photo of sorts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPDltrZYYk0/TbYQ-9ZNIqI/AAAAAAAAFO4/e4upF-LrKW4/s1600/coloring%2Beggs%2Bfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599681860500005538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPDltrZYYk0/TbYQ-9ZNIqI/AAAAAAAAFO4/e4upF-LrKW4/s320/coloring%2Beggs%2Bfamily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8shnfQ1HBg/TbYQ-iuHbGI/AAAAAAAAFOw/pNVOLxIYzbo/s1600/coloring%2Beggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599681853339954274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8shnfQ1HBg/TbYQ-iuHbGI/AAAAAAAAFOw/pNVOLxIYzbo/s320/coloring%2Beggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew took egg coloring very seriously and checked on his eggs regularly. He didn't dare take them out until they were just the right color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gT0pB5HjjRQ/TbYQ-SZeV8I/AAAAAAAAFOo/U0PJF0Ua1gM/s1600/drew%2Bconcentrating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599681848958408642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gT0pB5HjjRQ/TbYQ-SZeV8I/AAAAAAAAFOo/U0PJF0Ua1gM/s320/drew%2Bconcentrating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are painting eggs with their fingers. This seemed like a good idea at the time, but their hands were stained for days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8vrXNVbpeu0/TbYQ96Lo2qI/AAAAAAAAFOg/W6QzkG4SqCo/s1600/good%2Bidea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599681842457926306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8vrXNVbpeu0/TbYQ96Lo2qI/AAAAAAAAFOg/W6QzkG4SqCo/s320/good%2Bidea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a picture of the end result, but rest assured they were all just beautiful and very unique.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-528603243966576534?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/528603243966576534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=528603243966576534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/528603243966576534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/528603243966576534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/04/coloring-eggs.html' title='Coloring eggs'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPDltrZYYk0/TbYQ-9ZNIqI/AAAAAAAAFO4/e4upF-LrKW4/s72-c/coloring%2Beggs%2Bfamily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5903129315766405275</id><published>2011-04-25T09:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:30:47.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We certainly were a colorful crew this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6XaU3iySvI/TbV0idlr1LI/AAAAAAAAFOA/_0wvSBwVC_k/s1600/family%2Beaster%2B2011%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599509847112144050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6XaU3iySvI/TbV0idlr1LI/AAAAAAAAFOA/_0wvSBwVC_k/s320/family%2Beaster%2B2011%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've tried and tried to get a good picture of the 3 kids. It's easier said than done, but here are a few that weren't too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rdGPB1K1pL8/TbV0Oz67LBI/AAAAAAAAFNw/CUoHz1qxRMI/s1600/3%2Bsweet%2Bkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599509509509426194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rdGPB1K1pL8/TbV0Oz67LBI/AAAAAAAAFNw/CUoHz1qxRMI/s320/3%2Bsweet%2Bkids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4opaTY7kbxA/TbV0OqPe-lI/AAAAAAAAFNo/ek80cn2TvUg/s1600/3%2Broops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599509506911304274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4opaTY7kbxA/TbV0OqPe-lI/AAAAAAAAFNo/ek80cn2TvUg/s320/3%2Broops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor little Raegan is having a terrible time with allergies this year. She looks a little red and puffy eyed, but is still a cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LmvWfdhjF8/TbV0OfOzOiI/AAAAAAAAFNg/2xLSftB7Q1M/s1600/easter%2Bkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599509503955647010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LmvWfdhjF8/TbV0OfOzOiI/AAAAAAAAFNg/2xLSftB7Q1M/s320/easter%2Bkids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love having two girls. It's so much fun to match them! I just wonder how long it will last.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYARMMygW80/TbV0OHEnOqI/AAAAAAAAFNY/hQNofepu034/s1600/sweet%2Bsisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599509497470466722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYARMMygW80/TbV0OHEnOqI/AAAAAAAAFNY/hQNofepu034/s320/sweet%2Bsisters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hope everyone enjoyed their Easter.&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/6942979614385161700-5903129315766405275?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5903129315766405275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5903129315766405275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5903129315766405275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5903129315766405275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-2011.html' title='Easter 2011'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6XaU3iySvI/TbV0idlr1LI/AAAAAAAAFOA/_0wvSBwVC_k/s72-c/family%2Beaster%2B2011%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8271655780808666224</id><published>2011-04-05T20:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:29:41.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the most of the warm weather</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad that we got out and enjoyed the sunshine and 75 degree temps Sunday since today it was snowing. The kids loved riding their bikes (in an empty car lot). Races with Callie were their favorite thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpd1yai8AkU/TZvAB-HuieI/AAAAAAAAFNI/WrL12h2MQ4g/s1600/racing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592274502398413282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpd1yai8AkU/TZvAB-HuieI/AAAAAAAAFNI/WrL12h2MQ4g/s320/racing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vvt6MMdB5FM/TZuxs4bzEiI/AAAAAAAAFM4/9VJFKYXOfAk/s1600/DSC_0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592258746931941922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vvt6MMdB5FM/TZuxs4bzEiI/AAAAAAAAFM4/9VJFKYXOfAk/s320/DSC_0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I feel like I say this a lot, but Poor Callie! Yes, that is her under those helmets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ngFqtJFmLA8/TZuxsO-Zo_I/AAAAAAAAFMw/laxaEIKlBDM/s1600/poor%2Bclalie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592258735802786802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ngFqtJFmLA8/TZuxsO-Zo_I/AAAAAAAAFMw/laxaEIKlBDM/s320/poor%2Bclalie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And she still had a smile on her face. She has to win some award for most tolerant baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5jy9zEkze8w/TZuxr2CTWWI/AAAAAAAAFMo/KgVA6BJh45s/s1600/sweet%2Bgirl%2Bcallie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592258729108265314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5jy9zEkze8w/TZuxr2CTWWI/AAAAAAAAFMo/KgVA6BJh45s/s320/sweet%2Bgirl%2Bcallie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These 3 can keep me on my toes, but I sure do love them!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592274505664009938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1zInFaFFL_o/TZvACKSTltI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/88VVK2Tn9bY/s320/mama%2Band%2Bher%2Bcrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhiRCiotVIs/TZuwbfTM3MI/AAAAAAAAFMg/uL6sNyBnXCc/s1600/mama%2Band%2Bher%2Bcrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-8271655780808666224?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8271655780808666224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8271655780808666224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8271655780808666224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8271655780808666224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/04/making-most-of-warm-weather.html' title='Making the most of the warm weather'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpd1yai8AkU/TZvAB-HuieI/AAAAAAAAFNI/WrL12h2MQ4g/s72-c/racing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4261898984249810045</id><published>2011-03-24T14:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:29:40.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting big</title><content type='html'>Callie has been practicing a new trick. She is still a little wobbly and needs the boppy for support, but she is almost ready to sit up! I can't believe our baby girl is almost 6 months old!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYATRrJ2l1c/TYuP-PbyJtI/AAAAAAAAFLw/_QBm19H0lRo/s1600/new%2Btrick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587718062140958418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYATRrJ2l1c/TYuP-PbyJtI/AAAAAAAAFLw/_QBm19H0lRo/s320/new%2Btrick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor kid doesn't get to spend much time in the floor (for obvious reasons, like the next pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mM3kfajkceI/TYuP90TC15I/AAAAAAAAFLo/oakNsO7WQE4/s1600/practice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587718054856546194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mM3kfajkceI/TYuP90TC15I/AAAAAAAAFLo/oakNsO7WQE4/s320/practice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two still can't get enough of her. I thought that the novelty of Callie would have worn off by now, but she is still the best "toy" they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJE7-sUEIYM/TYuP9eW28DI/AAAAAAAAFLg/1DtD0YqLlgc/s1600/poor%2Bkid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587718048966963250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJE7-sUEIYM/TYuP9eW28DI/AAAAAAAAFLg/1DtD0YqLlgc/s320/poor%2Bkid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thankfully, Callie is VERY tolerant of all the love and attention. They are always willing to "help" Callie with her new tricks. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588379254765269378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fs_bQCkJ0G8/TY3pUt5yMYI/AAAAAAAAFL4/gp0x0vujkAM/s320/DSC_0571.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in no rush for her to learn all these so called milestones. She will be crawling and then running around before I know it, and for now I rather enjoy her just being content to sit with her mama. &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/6942979614385161700-4261898984249810045?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4261898984249810045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4261898984249810045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4261898984249810045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4261898984249810045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/03/getting-big.html' title='Getting big'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYATRrJ2l1c/TYuP-PbyJtI/AAAAAAAAFLw/_QBm19H0lRo/s72-c/new%2Btrick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4888983758242188336</id><published>2011-03-15T18:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:13:33.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is in the air</title><content type='html'>And with spring comes afternoon walks.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74tTb8Ycl7A/TX_kfUpJmaI/AAAAAAAAFLI/wrtdFXYTjMs/s1600/afternoon%2Bwalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584433289731086754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74tTb8Ycl7A/TX_kfUpJmaI/AAAAAAAAFLI/wrtdFXYTjMs/s320/afternoon%2Bwalk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7RH8Yt_Yow/TX_kfEVjf9I/AAAAAAAAFLA/dFHUFFSOHGM/s1600/going%2Bon%2Ba%2Bwalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584433285353930706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7RH8Yt_Yow/TX_kfEVjf9I/AAAAAAAAFLA/dFHUFFSOHGM/s320/going%2Bon%2Ba%2Bwalk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AGURCgHqxQg/TX_ketcJhdI/AAAAAAAAFK4/FjOn3tMzQdg/s1600/callie%2Bon%2Bour%2Bwalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584433279207572946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AGURCgHqxQg/TX_ketcJhdI/AAAAAAAAFK4/FjOn3tMzQdg/s320/callie%2Bon%2Bour%2Bwalk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And wonderful spring weddings we get to dress up for.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6udNJq54kL8/TX_keLxkkEI/AAAAAAAAFKw/OsjJ0sl_euk/s1600/love%2Bbaby%2Bsister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584433270170619970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6udNJq54kL8/TX_keLxkkEI/AAAAAAAAFKw/OsjJ0sl_euk/s320/love%2Bbaby%2Bsister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, yes those are RED cowgirl boots our oldest daughter is wearing with her Sunday finest.  She is quite the fashionista!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IXQlv_WxdWs/TX_kd_nEHEI/AAAAAAAAFKo/kZ5OpgwSY-g/s1600/ready%2Bfor%2Bemmas%2Bwedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584433266905324610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IXQlv_WxdWs/TX_kd_nEHEI/AAAAAAAAFKo/kZ5OpgwSY-g/s320/ready%2Bfor%2Bemmas%2Bwedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-4888983758242188336?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4888983758242188336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4888983758242188336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4888983758242188336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4888983758242188336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-is-in-air.html' title='Spring is in the air'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74tTb8Ycl7A/TX_kfUpJmaI/AAAAAAAAFLI/wrtdFXYTjMs/s72-c/afternoon%2Bwalk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4201546324933322602</id><published>2011-03-14T15:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T15:38:26.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What we have been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Callie is getting lots of hugs from Drew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XsSmz8Xtmr0/TX5tnCsOrII/AAAAAAAAFKg/_IaCgtNrFDM/s1600/hugs%2Bfrom%2Bbig%2Bbrother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584021105490701442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XsSmz8Xtmr0/TX5tnCsOrII/AAAAAAAAFKg/_IaCgtNrFDM/s320/hugs%2Bfrom%2Bbig%2Bbrother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan and Drew are expanding their dress up clothes to include things from my and Tony's closet so they can more effectively play mommy and daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yQUYy-HLHr4/TX5tmmoHtrI/AAAAAAAAFKY/G0jy9j97xj0/s1600/playing%2Bmom%2Band%2Bdad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584021097957275314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yQUYy-HLHr4/TX5tmmoHtrI/AAAAAAAAFKY/G0jy9j97xj0/s320/playing%2Bmom%2Band%2Bdad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This just totally suits Raegan's sassy little personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhL0pRcclkE/TX5tl6EetOI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/JjXTlUo2kpI/s1600/priss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584021085996627170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhL0pRcclkE/TX5tl6EetOI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/JjXTlUo2kpI/s320/priss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;And we have been having lots of fun playing with Callie's growing hair in the bathtub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHZlP7if3mk/TX5tlnB1fkI/AAAAAAAAFKI/BBSYSl3NoCw/s1600/alfafa%2Bhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584021080885263938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHZlP7if3mk/TX5tlnB1fkI/AAAAAAAAFKI/BBSYSl3NoCw/s320/alfafa%2Bhair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4BImP4xKgc/TX5tlfFQgNI/AAAAAAAAFKA/O2a2U75GiSI/s1600/mohawk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584021078752133330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4BImP4xKgc/TX5tlfFQgNI/AAAAAAAAFKA/O2a2U75GiSI/s320/mohawk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the everyday stuff that I have come to love.&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/6942979614385161700-4201546324933322602?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4201546324933322602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4201546324933322602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4201546324933322602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4201546324933322602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-we-have-been-up-to.html' title='What we have been up to'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XsSmz8Xtmr0/TX5tnCsOrII/AAAAAAAAFKg/_IaCgtNrFDM/s72-c/hugs%2Bfrom%2Bbig%2Bbrother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8917691024500649633</id><published>2011-02-20T13:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T13:58:00.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like I'm too "thrifty" (ok, cheap) these days for things like professional pictures, so here is my attempt at pictures at home.  They turned out way better than I expected. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLUz9Kch-uw/TWFakKA3iXI/AAAAAAAAFJg/6wEIIO1fL2c/s1600/beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575838529170834946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHKmEy0Xpmk/TWFbmagqBgI/AAAAAAAAFJw/BU2dsMDhreg/s320/callie%2B8%2Bx%2B10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDIrmTfBNq8/TWFaj0QrxMI/AAAAAAAAFJY/ckKGG7w4g2c/s1600/precious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575837385031926978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDIrmTfBNq8/TWFaj0QrxMI/AAAAAAAAFJY/ckKGG7w4g2c/s320/precious.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGAQPre6JpM/TWFajcENSyI/AAAAAAAAFJQ/G14Yft42Jgc/s1600/super%2Bcute%2Bcallie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575837378537147170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGAQPre6JpM/TWFajcENSyI/AAAAAAAAFJQ/G14Yft42Jgc/s320/super%2Bcute%2Bcallie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LLq0Lc9b_0I/TWFajFk7adI/AAAAAAAAFJI/euPvF29DxiU/s1600/pretty%2Bgirl%2B8%2Bx%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575837372500371922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LLq0Lc9b_0I/TWFajFk7adI/AAAAAAAAFJI/euPvF29DxiU/s320/pretty%2Bgirl%2B8%2Bx%2B10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTOhdYLaho8/TWFaiyrywuI/AAAAAAAAFJA/PcovR_ZitRk/s1600/cant%2Bget%2Bmuch%2Bcuterr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575837367428891362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTOhdYLaho8/TWFaiyrywuI/AAAAAAAAFJA/PcovR_ZitRk/s320/cant%2Bget%2Bmuch%2Bcuterr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is too funny not to show. This is his silly personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAbcy3BqBlI/TWFZzs62kYI/AAAAAAAAFI4/0lS6xbNzWtA/s1600/personality.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575836558427591042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAbcy3BqBlI/TWFZzs62kYI/AAAAAAAAFI4/0lS6xbNzWtA/s320/personality.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite of Drew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27cR3g2I-uc/TWFZzZ6HFOI/AAAAAAAAFIw/lrJY8iSGXos/s1600/angel%2Bboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575836553324205282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27cR3g2I-uc/TWFZzZ6HFOI/AAAAAAAAFIw/lrJY8iSGXos/s320/angel%2Bboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-noj7xZFyT94/TWFZy6-TSWI/AAAAAAAAFIo/VqSNDs_K8fU/s1600/love%2Bthis%2Bboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575836545020283234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-noj7xZFyT94/TWFZy6-TSWI/AAAAAAAAFIo/VqSNDs_K8fU/s320/love%2Bthis%2Bboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe how grown up our little girl looks in this picture. (and please excuse the tie dye shirt, that's what she wanted to wear for her photo, and it's so "her" that I didn't argue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkPqLwIuhGo/TWFZypHEEaI/AAAAAAAAFIg/Ly_1-SBv8OU/s1600/sweet%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575836540225196450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkPqLwIuhGo/TWFZypHEEaI/AAAAAAAAFIg/Ly_1-SBv8OU/s320/sweet%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euMwM3Ui39M/TWFZyM6PGsI/AAAAAAAAFIY/kQw1g4be1_o/s1600/sweey%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575836532655200962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euMwM3Ui39M/TWFZyM6PGsI/AAAAAAAAFIY/kQw1g4be1_o/s320/sweey%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So they aren't quite "professional" quality, but they made me smile. That's the point of pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't know, our sweet dog Casey, who was very recently diagnosed with cancer, died last weekend.   She was a four legged part of our family, and is terribly missed!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575839801324211426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hWREaA7pzak/TWFcwdpqDOI/AAAAAAAAFJ4/ZSHfypUS9AY/s320/casey%2Bgirl%2Blast%2Bpicture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8917691024500649633?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8917691024500649633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8917691024500649633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8917691024500649633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8917691024500649633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/02/home-photo-shoot.html' title='Home photo shoot'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHKmEy0Xpmk/TWFbmagqBgI/AAAAAAAAFJw/BU2dsMDhreg/s72-c/callie%2B8%2Bx%2B10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7128612349967368847</id><published>2011-02-15T14:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:19:22.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our 3 little love bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bfeb-7EO1Qk/TVrcoov7wbI/AAAAAAAAFH4/DJ22JhNl5dw/s1600/love%2Bkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574010079515754930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bfeb-7EO1Qk/TVrcoov7wbI/AAAAAAAAFH4/DJ22JhNl5dw/s320/love%2Bkids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-7128612349967368847?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7128612349967368847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7128612349967368847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7128612349967368847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7128612349967368847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bfeb-7EO1Qk/TVrcoov7wbI/AAAAAAAAFH4/DJ22JhNl5dw/s72-c/love%2Bkids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-642331750728500208</id><published>2011-02-03T22:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:36:17.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of year...</title><content type='html'>Tax time! And every year, we are reminded to be thankful for each of our little tax deductions!&lt;br /&gt;Callie at 4 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyf-Rk2XI/AAAAAAAAFHk/InsXaaSsZnI/s1600/callie%2Btax%2Bded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569671257791977842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyf-Rk2XI/AAAAAAAAFHk/InsXaaSsZnI/s320/callie%2Btax%2Bded.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew at 3 1/2 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyfnZqIYI/AAAAAAAAFHc/l-RudpOnvF0/s1600/tax%2Breduc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569671251651862914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyfnZqIYI/AAAAAAAAFHc/l-RudpOnvF0/s320/tax%2Breduc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan at 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyfSyZdlI/AAAAAAAAFHU/ZXIpIutjYk0/s1600/tax%2Bded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569671246118483538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyfSyZdlI/AAAAAAAAFHU/ZXIpIutjYk0/s320/tax%2Bded.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I couldn't help but post these picture of Drew entertaining his baby sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyfGkbcdI/AAAAAAAAFHM/WIqtU4uX8fk/s1600/brother%2Bis%2Bfunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569671242838667730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyfGkbcdI/AAAAAAAAFHM/WIqtU4uX8fk/s320/brother%2Bis%2Bfunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyeitww3I/AAAAAAAAFHE/6lyHZECiHnU/s1600/giggling%2Bwith%2Bbrother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569671233214137202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyeitww3I/AAAAAAAAFHE/6lyHZECiHnU/s320/giggling%2Bwith%2Bbrother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-642331750728500208?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/642331750728500208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=642331750728500208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/642331750728500208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/642331750728500208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-that-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s that time of year...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUtyf-Rk2XI/AAAAAAAAFHk/InsXaaSsZnI/s72-c/callie%2Btax%2Bded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7313443761660979851</id><published>2011-01-27T11:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:11:02.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and Baptism</title><content type='html'>We finally had Drew's birthday bowling party this past weekend and boy was it wild! There were kids running around everywhere, but they all seemed to have a good time.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGlSk7d42I/AAAAAAAAFG4/xSfbgWPbfuU/s1600/ready%2Bto%2Bparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566912352975971170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGlSk7d42I/AAAAAAAAFG4/xSfbgWPbfuU/s320/ready%2Bto%2Bparty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make a wish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGkyY5PMjI/AAAAAAAAFGo/dbVzwwqdaR0/s1600/making%2Ba%2Bwish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566911799989580338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGkyY5PMjI/AAAAAAAAFGo/dbVzwwqdaR0/s320/making%2Ba%2Bwish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; take a deep breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGeSyg_05I/AAAAAAAAFGg/sI1hf-WWGBw/s1600/big%2Bbreath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566904660041651090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGeSyg_05I/AAAAAAAAFGg/sI1hf-WWGBw/s320/big%2Bbreath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and BLOW !!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGeSdqomVI/AAAAAAAAFGY/DEG0gkTk8mo/s1600/and%2Bblow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566904654444927314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGeSdqomVI/AAAAAAAAFGY/DEG0gkTk8mo/s320/and%2Bblow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was thrilled to be the center of attention.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566901960599236034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGb1qTxbcI/AAAAAAAAFF4/Q1UOXFbeoN0/s320/happy%2Bbirthday%2Bto%2Bdrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He is such a big boy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGeR3eMGBI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/2awkm5KOOFU/s1600/such%2Ba%2Bbig%2Bboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566904644192180242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGeR3eMGBI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/2awkm5KOOFU/s320/such%2Ba%2Bbig%2Bboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my brother and his family were visiting, we decided to make the most of the weekend have Callie baptised as well.  I was concerned that she may not be considered an "infant" if we waited much longer.  Here are our friends and family who joined us in celebrating our 3rd Covenant child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGb0OL6ddI/AAAAAAAAFFw/p8HdfaQEcQs/s1600/callies%2Bbaptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566901935870211538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGb0OL6ddI/AAAAAAAAFFw/p8HdfaQEcQs/s320/callies%2Bbaptism.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I just can't get enough of her in this sweater and hat!  Such a doll baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGbzmPvbaI/AAAAAAAAFFo/1vu2XGszXN4/s1600/me%2Band%2Bbaby%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566901925148847522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGbzmPvbaI/AAAAAAAAFFo/1vu2XGszXN4/s320/me%2Band%2Bbaby%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a cute one of Drew who we caught doing a little light reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGbzTodAGI/AAAAAAAAFFg/21gp0RwXaFI/s1600/cought%2Breading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566901920152223842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGbzTodAGI/AAAAAAAAFFg/21gp0RwXaFI/s320/cought%2Breading.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After this marathon weekend, Eva and Callie were doing what we all wanted to do... SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGbzPzj-nI/AAAAAAAAFFY/Rnmoky6gStg/s1600/baby%2Bgirls%2Bsnoozing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566901919125076594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGbzPzj-nI/AAAAAAAAFFY/Rnmoky6gStg/s320/baby%2Bgirls%2Bsnoozing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so thankful for our family and friends who came out two days in a row to celebrate both occasions with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-7313443761660979851?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7313443761660979851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7313443761660979851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7313443761660979851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7313443761660979851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/01/birthday-and-baptism.html' title='Birthday and Baptism'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TUGlSk7d42I/AAAAAAAAFG4/xSfbgWPbfuU/s72-c/ready%2Bto%2Bparty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-6756825371594353725</id><published>2011-01-15T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T23:11:41.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>I didn't realize just how much difference it would make having a child that could actually help out with a baby, but it has been so much easier having my little mini-momma Raegan around to help out with Callie. She just adores her baby sister, and Callie lights up when Raegan is near. I am so thankful that these two girls will have to chance to grow up together. I've jokingly said having these two for sisters will either make Drew a fantastic husband, or he will never want to get married.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJut9qrSiI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/KHNXYtXUCUQ/s1600/sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562630225682713122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJut9qrSiI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/KHNXYtXUCUQ/s320/sisters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love Raegan's face in this one.  She just wanted Callie to look at her while she ate her breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJutmmpk_I/AAAAAAAAFFI/W_NXc6t3W-E/s1600/faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562630219491808242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJutmmpk_I/AAAAAAAAFFI/W_NXc6t3W-E/s320/faces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Callie tolerates all of Raegan's love like a champ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJus_oXeKI/AAAAAAAAFFA/8iyYcue7z5k/s1600/loves%2Bher%2Bsister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562630209030027426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJus_oXeKI/AAAAAAAAFFA/8iyYcue7z5k/s320/loves%2Bher%2Bsister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew jumped in this early morning picture, but doesn't look thrilled about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJusqdfUEI/AAAAAAAAFE4/kalTLNMVv0g/s1600/roops%2Bkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562630203347259458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJusqdfUEI/AAAAAAAAFE4/kalTLNMVv0g/s320/roops%2Bkids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I just couldn't help but show off this picture of our little angel!  Is she a doll baby or what!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJusUXWVBI/AAAAAAAAFEw/GYL6uP5VtEY/s1600/angel%2Bface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562630197415924754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJusUXWVBI/AAAAAAAAFEw/GYL6uP5VtEY/s320/angel%2Bface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-6756825371594353725?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/6756825371594353725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=6756825371594353725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/6756825371594353725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/6756825371594353725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2011/01/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TTJut9qrSiI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/KHNXYtXUCUQ/s72-c/sisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7806289313528419505</id><published>2010-12-30T13:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T16:35:29.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>Since I had a ridiculous number of pictures from all our Christmases, I took the time to make a smilebox creation of all our festivities.  This was hands down, THE best Christmas ever!  The wildest, and most hectic, but the best!!!  Hope you enjoy the highlights here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a45344e6a67794f54493d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox photo album" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a45344e6a67794f54493d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own photo album - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;Create your own photo album&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-7806289313528419505?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7806289313528419505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7806289313528419505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7806289313528419505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7806289313528419505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-3531136343967100874</id><published>2010-12-12T18:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T18:12:45.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every year since we have been married, Tony and I have always taken a post-tax season mini-vacation to unwind from the long work hours crammed in just a few short months. This tradition carried over when we had kids, and now we take a little mini family vacay. Well, this year we decided to start a new tradition (so long as we can afford it each year) of going on a pre-tax season trip. What a great idea it was! We loaded the car and headed to Wilderness at the Smokies (an indoor waterpark) where we met my brother and his family and my parents. I only took a few pictures, but we went non-stop from sun-up to sun-down! We came back tired, but had so much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQamwruHAeI/AAAAAAAAFD8/yKOVvDwKSSA/s1600/ready%2Bto%2Bplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550306946080768482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQamwruHAeI/AAAAAAAAFD8/yKOVvDwKSSA/s320/ready%2Bto%2Bplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan and Drew were intrigued by the wave pool, but much to scared to actually go in it.  Even when there were no waves. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQamwDIEtnI/AAAAAAAAFD0/vxzlldKcDWI/s1600/watching%2Bthe%2Bwaves%2Bfrom%2Bafar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550306935183816306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQamwDIEtnI/AAAAAAAAFD0/vxzlldKcDWI/s320/watching%2Bthe%2Bwaves%2Bfrom%2Bafar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Callie was a trooper on the trip.  She caught a nap whenever she could, and still managed to be her sweet little self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQamvpFxHpI/AAAAAAAAFDs/tFdykYXeikE/s1600/callie%2Bsacked%2Bout%2Bon%2Bdaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550306928194821778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQamvpFxHpI/AAAAAAAAFDs/tFdykYXeikE/s320/callie%2Bsacked%2Bout%2Bon%2Bdaddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was their favorite... a wet, but safe slide that they went down no less than 100 times.  I LOVE this picture of Drew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQamu_AmS3I/AAAAAAAAFDk/zmrPveegtP0/s1600/cold%2Bwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550306916898851698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQamu_AmS3I/AAAAAAAAFDk/zmrPveegtP0/s320/cold%2Bwater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan did get brave enough to go down head first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVh0ihAzbI/AAAAAAAAFDc/gYuj2E82eKU/s1600/head%2Bfirst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549949671050366386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVh0ihAzbI/AAAAAAAAFDc/gYuj2E82eKU/s320/head%2Bfirst.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Callie had her first experience at swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVh0Kr_ZsI/AAAAAAAAFDU/29fEjTKP3P4/s1600/water%2Bbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549949664653960898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVh0Kr_ZsI/AAAAAAAAFDU/29fEjTKP3P4/s320/water%2Bbaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She didn't seem to mind, but wasn't very impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVhzljUOvI/AAAAAAAAFDM/Xqi2tLqJMJo/s1600/loving%2Bon%2Bsis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549949654685465330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVhzljUOvI/AAAAAAAAFDM/Xqi2tLqJMJo/s320/loving%2Bon%2Bsis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This girl stayed in the water until her lips were purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVhzQ9x_GI/AAAAAAAAFDE/UIIHFHtRcC4/s1600/pretty%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549949649159322722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVhzQ9x_GI/AAAAAAAAFDE/UIIHFHtRcC4/s320/pretty%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We left tired and wet, but it was worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVhy706PiI/AAAAAAAAFC8/JdpWgvBp86U/s1600/getting%2Bwarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549949643484970530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQVhy706PiI/AAAAAAAAFC8/JdpWgvBp86U/s320/getting%2Bwarm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-3531136343967100874?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/3531136343967100874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=3531136343967100874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3531136343967100874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3531136343967100874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-getaway.html' title='Winter getaway'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TQamwruHAeI/AAAAAAAAFD8/yKOVvDwKSSA/s72-c/ready%2Bto%2Bplay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7996772995069600989</id><published>2010-12-08T13:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T13:56:50.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally decorated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had our Christmas tree up for almost a week now. It took us 2 days before we actually put on the lights, and 6 days to do the ornaments, but it's finally decorated! No ribbons, no breakable ball ornaments, and no rhyme or reason to where the ornaments are placed this year. And I have to say it's my favorite tree ever! The kids did most of the work, and even told me where to put the heavy or special ornaments up high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_Sh8hmxPI/AAAAAAAAFCk/J12wzGPH_z8/s1600/trimming%2Bthe%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548384746568336626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_Sh8hmxPI/AAAAAAAAFCk/J12wzGPH_z8/s320/trimming%2Bthe%2Btree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew concentrated so hard when he put them on. And funny enough, the back side of our tree is almost as ornate as the front. Drew spent most of his time decorating back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_Shi8J0gI/AAAAAAAAFCc/GAGw1W6-Q2I/s1600/concentrating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548384739700363778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_Shi8J0gI/AAAAAAAAFCc/GAGw1W6-Q2I/s320/concentrating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had Christmas music blasting and there were lots and lots of giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_ShMWPctI/AAAAAAAAFCU/FkRM5FY1yQE/s1600/giggles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548384733635769042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_ShMWPctI/AAAAAAAAFCU/FkRM5FY1yQE/s320/giggles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I even managed to get a real smile out of my little Drew. Who knew all I had to say was "Don't smile" That had them both grinning from ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_Sg5YoXWI/AAAAAAAAFCM/MJZNJmiy6XA/s1600/real%2Bsmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548384728545516898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_Sg5YoXWI/AAAAAAAAFCM/MJZNJmiy6XA/s320/real%2Bsmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The finished product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_Sgp1xnwI/AAAAAAAAFCE/FBW0WM6CikU/s1600/kids%2Band%2Bthe%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548384724372791042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_Sgp1xnwI/AAAAAAAAFCE/FBW0WM6CikU/s320/kids%2Band%2Bthe%2Btree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this was Callie the whole time we decorated.  I have a feeling she won't be this cooperative next year :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548386428295620434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_UD1cop1I/AAAAAAAAFC0/prXMw2oV93o/s320/DSC_0981.JPG" border="0" /&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/6942979614385161700-7996772995069600989?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7996772995069600989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7996772995069600989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7996772995069600989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7996772995069600989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/12/finally-decorated.html' title='Finally decorated'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP_Sh8hmxPI/AAAAAAAAFCk/J12wzGPH_z8/s72-c/trimming%2Bthe%2Btree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5760419250441936738</id><published>2010-12-06T10:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:05:23.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first big snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We are up to 13 inches and it's still snowing! This is one fun way to start the snowy weather season. We just wish it was warmer than 14 degrees outside! &lt;/div&gt;These pictures were taken yesterday when there wasn't quite as much snow (a mere 10 inches) and it wasn't so dangerously cold. Thankfully Daddy was brave enough to take the kids sledding down our front yard. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0DmH73V6I/AAAAAAAAFBM/gNEmS58Qzsk/s1600/3%2Bamigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547594269490370466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0DmH73V6I/AAAAAAAAFBM/gNEmS58Qzsk/s320/3%2Bamigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EpSmb02I/AAAAAAAAFB0/GTQisooVyCk/s1600/sweet%2Bboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547595423404512098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EpSmb02I/AAAAAAAAFB0/GTQisooVyCk/s320/sweet%2Bboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EokzsOyI/AAAAAAAAFBs/uva8MKKipF8/s1600/cute%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547595411112082210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EokzsOyI/AAAAAAAAFBs/uva8MKKipF8/s320/cute%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snow ball fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0DlgQ7k6I/AAAAAAAAFBE/qzIqpeX9PH0/s1600/snow%2Bball%2Bfight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547594258841310114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0DlgQ7k6I/AAAAAAAAFBE/qzIqpeX9PH0/s320/snow%2Bball%2Bfight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't tell from inside, but I think Drew won.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0DlG8o9LI/AAAAAAAAFA8/ATeCzFGQw4I/s1600/after%2Bthe%2Bfight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547594252045317298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0DlG8o9LI/AAAAAAAAFA8/ATeCzFGQw4I/s320/after%2Bthe%2Bfight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love how much taller Tucker is than Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EoOMnxkI/AAAAAAAAFBk/2x9AZDST1N8/s1600/tucker%2Btaller%2Bthan%2Bdrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547595405042632258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EoOMnxkI/AAAAAAAAFBk/2x9AZDST1N8/s320/tucker%2Btaller%2Bthan%2Bdrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is just to give you an idea of how much snow we had yesterday.  Imagine 3 more inches and more snow still coming down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EnijP40I/AAAAAAAAFBc/iz74uq36EIw/s1600/snow%2Bon%2Bthe%2Btable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547595393326375746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EnijP40I/AAAAAAAAFBc/iz74uq36EIw/s320/snow%2Bon%2Bthe%2Btable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Callie and I played it safe and stayed indoors.  She did enjoy watching them from the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EnDgoALI/AAAAAAAAFBU/orNXZbVlWXU/s1600/watching%2Braegan%2Band%2Bdrew%2Boutside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547595384993874098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0EnDgoALI/AAAAAAAAFBU/orNXZbVlWXU/s320/watching%2Braegan%2Band%2Bdrew%2Boutside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan watched to make sure our little neighbor friend, Isabella, wasn't out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0Djl4ZKYI/AAAAAAAAFAs/1WV8g1piBQ8/s1600/watchign%2Bfor%2Bisabella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547594225989265794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0Djl4ZKYI/AAAAAAAAFAs/1WV8g1piBQ8/s320/watchign%2Bfor%2Bisabella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew couldn't climb the fence with all his garb on, but he kept peeking through the cracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547595910545521330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0FFpV5urI/AAAAAAAAFB8/GHOMLx_K38w/s320/peeking%2Bthrought%2Bthe%2Bfence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-5760419250441936738?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5760419250441936738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5760419250441936738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5760419250441936738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5760419250441936738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-first-big-snow.html' title='Our first big snow'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TP0DmH73V6I/AAAAAAAAFBM/gNEmS58Qzsk/s72-c/3%2Bamigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1409149817438377788</id><published>2010-12-03T22:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T22:53:44.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I feel like all I have put up lately are pictures of Callie. Drew is in an anti-picture taking phase though, and Raegan's day still revolves around Callie.  I guess the "new" hasn't worn off yet.  Anyway, here are just a few pictures of the kids. Drew doing a little light reading in the Bumbo chair.  I think it's kinda sad that his legs were too fat to fit in this chair as a baby, but he fits just fine now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4ymSrA9I/AAAAAAAAFAk/gwsD0_b663c/s1600/reading%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bboppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546667595495310290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4ymSrA9I/AAAAAAAAFAk/gwsD0_b663c/s320/reading%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bboppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We brought out the old entertainment mat and of course the big kids like it just as much, if not a little more than Callie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4yLdzhwI/AAAAAAAAFAc/GCzPrm8R0ZQ/s1600/helping%2Bcallie%2Bplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546667588294248194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4yLdzhwI/AAAAAAAAFAc/GCzPrm8R0ZQ/s320/helping%2Bcallie%2Bplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of her watching the lights on the little star.  I remember all my kids &lt;div&gt;watching that star with wide eyed wonder.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4xQJqhNI/AAAAAAAAFAU/W6SRhAdclz8/s1600/watching%2Bthe%2Bstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546667572372079826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4xQJqhNI/AAAAAAAAFAU/W6SRhAdclz8/s320/watching%2Bthe%2Bstar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Callie was up to 10 lbs 9 oz at 8 weeks.  She is getting quite a belly and lots of rolls.  So cute on a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4w9iwrGI/AAAAAAAAFAM/dWyLNEE01OA/s1600/pretty%2Bgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546667567377067106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4w9iwrGI/AAAAAAAAFAM/dWyLNEE01OA/s320/pretty%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks like a little baby doll.  Now I see why Raegan thinks that's just what she is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4v0_5KJI/AAAAAAAAFAE/DggQ-f6Mb9g/s1600/living%2Bdoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546667547903469714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4v0_5KJI/AAAAAAAAFAE/DggQ-f6Mb9g/s320/living%2Bdoll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-1409149817438377788?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1409149817438377788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1409149817438377788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1409149817438377788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1409149817438377788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-toys.html' title='new toys'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TPm4ymSrA9I/AAAAAAAAFAk/gwsD0_b663c/s72-c/reading%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bboppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-783387719298619383</id><published>2010-11-26T10:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T11:01:26.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>Since I'm not allowed to show you our whole family picture yet (since my mother is using it for her Christmas cards) I thought I would just show you the one of Nana and Grandad and their cute crew on Thanksgiving.  What a crew!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_YZLrcz4I/AAAAAAAAE_8/yXkmQiaQsk0/s1600/grandkids%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543887593459732354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_YZLrcz4I/AAAAAAAAE_8/yXkmQiaQsk0/s320/grandkids%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Raegan&lt;/span&gt; holding Eva &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_YY0X9jwI/AAAAAAAAE_0/JOB9g_zfSYM/s1600/holding%2Beva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543887587203976962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_YY0X9jwI/AAAAAAAAE_0/JOB9g_zfSYM/s320/holding%2Beva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Scott snuggling with Callie&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_X1RT1fdI/AAAAAAAAE_s/a61n46n65Gw/s1600/scott%2Band%2Btammy%2Band%2Bcallie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543886976496008658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_X1RT1fdI/AAAAAAAAE_s/a61n46n65Gw/s320/scott%2Band%2Btammy%2Band%2Bcallie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Eva and her infamous cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_X1HgYnnI/AAAAAAAAE_k/YYVrVI45bhw/s1600/eva%2Bclaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543886973864287858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_X1HgYnnI/AAAAAAAAE_k/YYVrVI45bhw/s320/eva%2Bclaire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew and Ben spent most of their time running up and down my grandmothers ramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_X018ki6I/AAAAAAAAE_c/lG8taP4bCC0/s1600/ramp%2Brunning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543886969150671778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_X018ki6I/AAAAAAAAE_c/lG8taP4bCC0/s320/ramp%2Brunning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved this picture of the boys... neither looking at the camera and both with fake smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_X0aNLQYI/AAAAAAAAE_U/wdAS0u30P0c/s1600/such%2Bboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543886961704124802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_X0aNLQYI/AAAAAAAAE_U/wdAS0u30P0c/s320/such%2Bboys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We found Drew relaxing on the swing after about 100 laps on the ramp.  He was so tired and apparently needed a little break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_Xz21GJMI/AAAAAAAAE_M/NUPTbr3mTaM/s1600/just%2Ba%2Bswinging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543886952207885506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_Xz21GJMI/AAAAAAAAE_M/NUPTbr3mTaM/s320/just%2Ba%2Bswinging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids slept like logs last night and are now rested and ready for our next Thanksgiving on Saturday.   We can't wait!&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/6942979614385161700-783387719298619383?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/783387719298619383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=783387719298619383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/783387719298619383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/783387719298619383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-day.html' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_YZLrcz4I/AAAAAAAAE_8/yXkmQiaQsk0/s72-c/grandkids%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8367216735816596855</id><published>2010-11-26T10:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T10:30:07.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look alikes....</title><content type='html'>Here is Callie at 6 weeks&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_SDr_WvbI/AAAAAAAAE-s/htZDcHhd9Z8/s1600/serious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543880627106266546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_SDr_WvbI/AAAAAAAAE-s/htZDcHhd9Z8/s320/serious.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Tony at just a few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_SDU-z8-I/AAAAAAAAE-k/Wj5v47D1sHA/s1600/tony%2Bbaby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543880620929971170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_SDU-z8-I/AAAAAAAAE-k/Wj5v47D1sHA/s320/tony%2Bbaby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does anybody else see the resemblance??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8367216735816596855?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8367216735816596855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8367216735816596855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8367216735816596855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8367216735816596855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/11/look-alikes.html' title='Look alikes....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TO_SDr_WvbI/AAAAAAAAE-s/htZDcHhd9Z8/s72-c/serious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4577946087401931338</id><published>2010-11-19T20:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:16:58.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What has Callie been up to?</title><content type='html'>At 5 weeks, Callie started smiling.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuBeZEPwI/AAAAAAAAE-c/Ar9YXhaW-EM/s1600/love%2Bthat%2Bface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541448469375631106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuBeZEPwI/AAAAAAAAE-c/Ar9YXhaW-EM/s320/love%2Bthat%2Bface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she spends lots of quiet time in her jacuzzi... aka my bathroom sink.  Why did I even have a baby bath tub with Raegan and Drew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuBPqAMGI/AAAAAAAAE-U/JBRoNddgzx0/s1600/bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541448465420136546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuBPqAMGI/AAAAAAAAE-U/JBRoNddgzx0/s320/bath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She finally got to meet our dear "Aunt Mo" or Mom Owens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuAoVdmhI/AAAAAAAAE-M/3RXaslCyf5I/s1600/love%2Bthis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541448454865000978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuAoVdmhI/AAAAAAAAE-M/3RXaslCyf5I/s320/love%2Bthis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She gets lots of love daily from her brother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuAbRxHhI/AAAAAAAAE-E/Ar97L1hL8Ng/s1600/sweeties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541448451359841810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuAbRxHhI/AAAAAAAAE-E/Ar97L1hL8Ng/s320/sweeties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And even likes to cuddle up on our bed for some family snuggle time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuAHliXAI/AAAAAAAAE98/tMYA8rTo6y8/s1600/bed%2Bbugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541448446074051586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuAHliXAI/AAAAAAAAE98/tMYA8rTo6y8/s320/bed%2Bbugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-4577946087401931338?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4577946087401931338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4577946087401931338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4577946087401931338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4577946087401931338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-has-callie-been-up-to.html' title='What has Callie been up to?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOcuBeZEPwI/AAAAAAAAE-c/Ar9YXhaW-EM/s72-c/love%2Bthat%2Bface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8291390884785242321</id><published>2010-11-16T17:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:26:26.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I feel like if I don't take pictures of Callie every day, I will miss something. I forgot how quickly newborns change. She has lost most of her hair in the front, but she is still dark brown... no red in sight.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOMAQb7lFzI/AAAAAAAAE90/4YA8z8PiNlk/s1600/sweet%2Bbaby%2Bcallie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540272248971401010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOMAQb7lFzI/AAAAAAAAE90/4YA8z8PiNlk/s320/sweet%2Bbaby%2Bcallie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the best picture we could get of me and all three children.  We took this for Tony to have on his desk, and it definitely shows some personalities.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOMAQBwjGAI/AAAAAAAAE9s/gw0SjH5Lzoc/s1600/my%2Bwild%2Bcrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540272241945810946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOMAQBwjGAI/AAAAAAAAE9s/gw0SjH5Lzoc/s320/my%2Bwild%2Bcrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And who doesn't love a sleeping baby picture.  She doesn't normally sleep out of a swaddle, but she had fallen asleep on me and this is what happened when I laid her down.  Isn't she just too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOMAPtbEJWI/AAAAAAAAE9k/bAs4JfqA7hw/s1600/relaxed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540272236486993250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOMAPtbEJWI/AAAAAAAAE9k/bAs4JfqA7hw/s320/relaxed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-8291390884785242321?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8291390884785242321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8291390884785242321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8291390884785242321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8291390884785242321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/11/recent-pics.html' title='Recent pics'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TOMAQb7lFzI/AAAAAAAAE90/4YA8z8PiNlk/s72-c/sweet%2Bbaby%2Bcallie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5706587253397264874</id><published>2010-11-08T08:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:23:06.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Callie is growing...</title><content type='html'>She is filling out and loves to watch her older siblings play.  And thankfully, they are almost always willing to entertain her.  She is 1 month old already.  WOW!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgU0ncjCCI/AAAAAAAAE9c/-7TXbObA7Aw/s1600/enjoying+some+quiet+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537198636026497058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgU0ncjCCI/AAAAAAAAE9c/-7TXbObA7Aw/s320/enjoying+some+quiet+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Hokies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgU0PrD3uI/AAAAAAAAE9U/h3mF0N1li_A/s1600/go+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537198629644918498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgU0PrD3uI/AAAAAAAAE9U/h3mF0N1li_A/s320/go+team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is just so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgC3gYZ_bI/AAAAAAAAE80/sov17LqKHi4/s1600/snuggle+bug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537178894460386738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgC3gYZ_bI/AAAAAAAAE80/sov17LqKHi4/s320/snuggle+bug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that is what I called getting comfy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgC4Cwkw7I/AAAAAAAAE9E/asL85s1Yonc/s1600/now+that%27s+comfy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537178903688561586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgC4Cwkw7I/AAAAAAAAE9E/asL85s1Yonc/s320/now+that%27s+comfy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan took this picture early one morning. I just loved Drew in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgC33dy3KI/AAAAAAAAE88/dMcRhJzHzm4/s1600/reagan+taking+an+early+morning+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537178900657003682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgC33dy3KI/AAAAAAAAE88/dMcRhJzHzm4/s320/reagan+taking+an+early+morning+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, goofy little Drew being the silly big brother.  I love Callie's face in this one.  She seems to be calling out for help :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgC3WaRS_I/AAAAAAAAE8s/0217yfDRxBo/s1600/drew+keeping+an+eye+on+callie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537178891783850994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgC3WaRS_I/AAAAAAAAE8s/0217yfDRxBo/s320/drew+keeping+an+eye+on+callie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-5706587253397264874?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5706587253397264874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5706587253397264874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5706587253397264874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5706587253397264874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/11/callie-is-growing.html' title='Callie is growing...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TNgU0ncjCCI/AAAAAAAAE9c/-7TXbObA7Aw/s72-c/enjoying+some+quiet+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5093103570161756842</id><published>2010-10-26T11:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T16:52:38.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had beautiful weather this past weekend, and since it may be some of our last warm days of the year, we decided to take full advantage of it. Tony, his dad, and I took the kids fishing! This was their first official time with hooks and worms, and boy was it fun. This was my favorite picture of the day. They were practicing casting and reeling before we actually put the hooks on. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMckYcrTg5I/AAAAAAAAE8U/77VkmuFIeG4/s1600/my+favorite+of+tde+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532430669681230738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMckYcrTg5I/AAAAAAAAE8U/77VkmuFIeG4/s320/my+favorite+of+tde+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew tried the "relaxed" approach to fishing, but as you can see, Tony ended up doing the practicing for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMckX_5cUZI/AAAAAAAAE8M/x0QZu2h4zzY/s1600/lazy+way+of+fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532430661955899794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMckX_5cUZI/AAAAAAAAE8M/x0QZu2h4zzY/s320/lazy+way+of+fishing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you can look past the dirt on his face, he has the prettiest eyes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMckXu2XhLI/AAAAAAAAE8E/ZIZyMvfXErc/s1600/cute+bright+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532430657379599538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMckXu2XhLI/AAAAAAAAE8E/ZIZyMvfXErc/s320/cute+bright+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan, surprising enough, was much braver than we thought and actually held worms!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532456737024246706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMc8FxGMA7I/AAAAAAAAE8c/kWcGh4KUhPI/s320/braver+than+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She said the worm was cuddling her... YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMckXH2ESuI/AAAAAAAAE78/y7J-BuaVfhU/s1600/raegan+holding+a+worm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532430646909356770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMckXH2ESuI/AAAAAAAAE78/y7J-BuaVfhU/s320/raegan+holding+a+worm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't actually catch any fish, and it may have something to do with this little guy. He spent much of his time throwing rocks into the water to see if they would make a splash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMb5mSgSCcI/AAAAAAAAE7k/xW2F5lL3MW0/s1600/what+can+i+get+into.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532383628468816322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMb5mSgSCcI/AAAAAAAAE7k/xW2F5lL3MW0/s320/what+can+i+get+into.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boys enjoying some fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMb5l44znhI/AAAAAAAAE7c/33OG4tsLaBA/s1600/fishing+with+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532383621592358418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMb5l44znhI/AAAAAAAAE7c/33OG4tsLaBA/s320/fishing+with+daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan and Papaw Roop just hoping they might get a bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMb5lGVQDLI/AAAAAAAAE7U/3mrEOabH4eE/s1600/fishing+with+papaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532383608021454002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMb5lGVQDLI/AAAAAAAAE7U/3mrEOabH4eE/s320/fishing+with+papaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a small incident with a briar patch, another little incident with a hook, and mud all over us, but no one ended up in the lake or in the ER. It was one of the most fun days we have had in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMb5ke24LHI/AAAAAAAAE7M/1K5KG8i8Id4/s1600/muddy+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532383597425077362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMb5ke24LHI/AAAAAAAAE7M/1K5KG8i8Id4/s320/muddy+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And where was Callie the whole time??  Snuggled up next to her mama in the sling.  She didn't seem to mind she missed out on all the fun.  Maybe next year. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532457970311978162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMc9Njc5XLI/AAAAAAAAE8k/RRuFubZM9bg/s320/curled+up+and+sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-5093103570161756842?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5093103570161756842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5093103570161756842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5093103570161756842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5093103570161756842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/10/fishing-trip.html' title='Fishing trip'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TMckYcrTg5I/AAAAAAAAE8U/77VkmuFIeG4/s72-c/my+favorite+of+tde+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-6421090959888316468</id><published>2010-10-10T08:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:03:48.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Callie Danielle is here!!!</title><content type='html'>And then there were THREE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLOvizCCYKI/AAAAAAAAE6k/8os_elGfXWk/s1600/3+roop+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526954180062896290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLOvizCCYKI/AAAAAAAAE6k/8os_elGfXWk/s320/3+roop+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet baby Callie Danielle Roop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLOvik1PVSI/AAAAAAAAE6c/ci0jGt9zqAY/s1600/favorite+of+callie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526954176251122978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLOvik1PVSI/AAAAAAAAE6c/ci0jGt9zqAY/s320/favorite+of+callie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Callie Danielle arrived (very quickly) Tuesday, Oct 5, 2010 at 11:13 p.m. She weighed 6 lbs 7 1/2 oz and was 19 inches long. The most surprising thing by far was that she has a head full of dark brown hair. Not a speck of red in sight. Raegan was a little disappointed that she didn't have hair like her, but she loves her just the same. I have more pictures that anybody other than the grandparents want to look at, so I will try to keep it to some of our favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG7EH6sKzI/AAAAAAAAE6M/kq_4m3iNwNk/s1600/so+glad+it%27s+over.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526403897279392562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG7EH6sKzI/AAAAAAAAE6M/kq_4m3iNwNk/s320/so+glad+it%27s+over.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Froggie legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG7D4TaeNI/AAAAAAAAE6E/_T4lXeSaeFg/s1600/little+froggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526403893088123090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG7D4TaeNI/AAAAAAAAE6E/_T4lXeSaeFg/s320/little+froggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking out Callie's toes... one of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG7DasABMI/AAAAAAAAE58/Q08gy0zxfEM/s1600/look+at+her+toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526403885138183362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG7DasABMI/AAAAAAAAE58/Q08gy0zxfEM/s320/look+at+her+toes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG7DPQXlqI/AAAAAAAAE50/hCZxmXbpAiA/s1600/too+sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526403882069497506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG7DPQXlqI/AAAAAAAAE50/hCZxmXbpAiA/s320/too+sweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this burp shot of her squishy cheeks. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG5iWa5gtI/AAAAAAAAE5k/wKk7vJdOvKA/s1600/more+squishy+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526402217545401042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG5iWa5gtI/AAAAAAAAE5k/wKk7vJdOvKA/s320/more+squishy+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew was so excited that she was really at this house.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526402198871940482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG5hQ2zHYI/AAAAAAAAE5M/1pSoUsiWdeE/s320/she+is+here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Raegan thought she needed a blankie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526403873719823138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG7CwJpqyI/AAAAAAAAE5s/ZnuXmBTMnxM/s320/raegan+gave+her+a+blankie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3 musketeers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG5h8-BWzI/AAAAAAAAE5U/tbqYrpTHGk8/s1600/3+roop+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526402210713393970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG5h8-BWzI/AAAAAAAAE5U/tbqYrpTHGk8/s320/3+roop+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Such a proud big sister. She is constantly asking "Can I hold baby Callie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG5hBTyGVI/AAAAAAAAE5E/4aEncPzhFmY/s1600/so+happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526402194698541394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLG5hBTyGVI/AAAAAAAAE5E/4aEncPzhFmY/s320/so+happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She had such big bright eyes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526954173546629026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLOviawcB6I/AAAAAAAAE6U/vFRSmGACaos/s320/bright+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The proud big brother.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526954197040612914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLOvjyR1xjI/AAAAAAAAE60/G-wjHTrNNkA/s320/drew+holding+callie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A backseat full of kids and car seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526954183859396386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLOvjBLMXyI/AAAAAAAAE6s/XJkmL06o9D4/s320/back+seat+full+of+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-6421090959888316468?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/6421090959888316468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=6421090959888316468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/6421090959888316468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/6421090959888316468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/10/callie-danielle-is-here.html' title='Callie Danielle is here!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TLOvizCCYKI/AAAAAAAAE6k/8os_elGfXWk/s72-c/3+roop+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8413405231167102703</id><published>2010-10-01T17:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T17:39:44.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Trike-A-Thon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every year, Raegan's preschool holds a fund raiser Trike-A-Thon to raise money for St. Jude's Children's Hospital. It's funny to think that last year Raegan could barely pedal a tricycle, and Drew was scooting around on a foot powered toy. This year, however, they were both zooming around like maniacs. Now, doesn't this picture just scream disaster?? Forty five or more 3 and 4 year olds bunched up together all ready and waiting to take off. Thankfully, there were no serious injuries to report!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZSKVOxzyI/AAAAAAAAE40/APSl6ZDaNj4/s1600/disaster+waiting+to+happen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523192330467790626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZSKVOxzyI/AAAAAAAAE40/APSl6ZDaNj4/s320/disaster+waiting+to+happen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Raegan, ready for take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523194763747539666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZUX954OtI/AAAAAAAAE48/VqGj-yBhQYI/s320/raegan+ready+for+take+off.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drew, somehow, was the leader of the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZRFhM3WxI/AAAAAAAAE4k/yAjNI3aOBtw/s1600/ready+for+take+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523191148270017298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZRFhM3WxI/AAAAAAAAE4k/yAjNI3aOBtw/s320/ready+for+take+off.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He had the best time buzzing round and round the little track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZRFQm5PhI/AAAAAAAAE4c/JS_FmJ0aSBQ/s1600/drewby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523191143815790098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZRFQm5PhI/AAAAAAAAE4c/JS_FmJ0aSBQ/s320/drewby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan would fly around the corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZRFJepGpI/AAAAAAAAE4U/oWFxRhG7W4s/s1600/racing+around+the+corner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523191141902129810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZRFJepGpI/AAAAAAAAE4U/oWFxRhG7W4s/s320/racing+around+the+corner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to take a little break from time to time (me more so than the kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZREjy3U-I/AAAAAAAAE4M/UU0-HP_L6sc/s1600/taking+a+break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523191131786400738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZREjy3U-I/AAAAAAAAE4M/UU0-HP_L6sc/s320/taking+a+break.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, just so all of you know that I'm STILL pregnant (if you couldn't tell in the last picture :) here is the big belly shot. I will be 38 weeks Sunday. I can't believe that baby Callie has tricked us all and decided to just stay put for a while longer. I'm thinking she is definitely a red head now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZREN5ynlI/AAAAAAAAE4E/Etk1f5PG3oI/s1600/38+weeks+with+Callie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523191125909872210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZREN5ynlI/AAAAAAAAE4E/Etk1f5PG3oI/s320/38+weeks+with+Callie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(And if you are wondering, that is just my cell phone in my back pocket :)&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/6942979614385161700-8413405231167102703?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8413405231167102703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8413405231167102703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8413405231167102703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8413405231167102703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/10/preschool-trike-thon.html' title='Preschool Trike-A-Thon'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TKZSKVOxzyI/AAAAAAAAE40/APSl6ZDaNj4/s72-c/disaster+waiting+to+happen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-303446752170178629</id><published>2010-09-19T16:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:33:52.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corn Maze fun</title><content type='html'>Raegan's preschool class took their first field trip to the corn maze.  I knew that I wouldn't be able to walk around the maze, but hated for the kids to miss out on the fun.  My dear friend Sonya was willing to come with Brodie in tow, and walk around with Raegan and Drew.  Here is quite possibly one of the last pictures of the kids and me with baby Callie in my belly.  (and boy is it a BELLY!!) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZx8jKKirI/AAAAAAAAE38/vS1fzq2ncTE/s1600/mama+and+her+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518723678433086130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZx8jKKirI/AAAAAAAAE38/vS1fzq2ncTE/s320/mama+and+her+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three amigos getting ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZx8L51B1I/AAAAAAAAE30/7f-amT5zsd4/s1600/3+amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518723672190551890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZx8L51B1I/AAAAAAAAE30/7f-amT5zsd4/s320/3+amigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew checking the place out before they took off.  I just can't help but take tons of pictures of him.  He is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwbRc9oXI/AAAAAAAAE3k/F2uqRh5l53w/s1600/what+a+cutie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518722007232782706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwbRc9oXI/AAAAAAAAE3k/F2uqRh5l53w/s320/what+a+cutie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan holding the baby bunny. If you only knew how many times I heard "Can I P-L-E-A-S-E take this bunny to my house?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwa3CSccI/AAAAAAAAE3c/Uo8uPuUjJWI/s1600/raegan+and+bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518722000141578690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwa3CSccI/AAAAAAAAE3c/Uo8uPuUjJWI/s320/raegan+and+bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan making friends with the horse before she got on for her ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwZ06X3JI/AAAAAAAAE3U/MBC27mK7smw/s1600/making+friends+with+the+horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518721982391639186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwZ06X3JI/AAAAAAAAE3U/MBC27mK7smw/s320/making+friends+with+the+horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew enjoyed the horse from the safe side of the gate.  He wasn't quite brave enough to actually ride him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518723660666561442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZx7g-S46I/AAAAAAAAE3s/jLSC8D9ppfw/s320/not+quite+brave+enough.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She loved riding the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwZtDzvBI/AAAAAAAAE3M/GzZY3nk8EPI/s1600/cowgirl+raegan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518721980283730962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwZtDzvBI/AAAAAAAAE3M/GzZY3nk8EPI/s320/cowgirl+raegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No trip to any farm would be complete with out an old fashioned hay ride. Again, I didn't participate, but Sonya was willing to go for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwZO8CZhI/AAAAAAAAE3E/5wSKrxpeN18/s1600/hay+ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518721972198073874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZwZO8CZhI/AAAAAAAAE3E/5wSKrxpeN18/s320/hay+ride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-303446752170178629?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/303446752170178629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=303446752170178629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/303446752170178629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/303446752170178629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/09/corn-maze-fun.html' title='Corn Maze fun'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJZx8jKKirI/AAAAAAAAE38/vS1fzq2ncTE/s72-c/mama+and+her+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4497837022204958689</id><published>2010-09-17T10:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:54:11.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball player in the making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tony loves to get the kids out in the yard and play a little ball with them. It doesn't matter whether it's tossing a football, kicking a soccer ball, or hitting a baseball Raegan loves to participate. That's right, RAEGAN. Drew is still a little to easily distracted and will play for a few minutes, but Raegan could play for an hour.  I had to post their most recent "game" of baseball from yesterday evening.  The funniest thing is what Raegan chose to wear.  It was getting a little cool and windy, so I told Raegan to go in and get her jacket if she was cold.  Well, this is how she came back out.  She did finally take the hood off, but it was so funny watching her hit the ball in her winter coat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJN-Zc3I5vI/AAAAAAAAE28/4PG-irSwAG4/s1600/ready+to+play+some+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517892944168281842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJN-Zc3I5vI/AAAAAAAAE28/4PG-irSwAG4/s320/ready+to+play+some+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She seems to be a natural with anything sports related, and can really hit the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJN-ZNft1VI/AAAAAAAAE20/XOJGOwztW3E/s1600/playing+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517892940043507026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJN-ZNft1VI/AAAAAAAAE20/XOJGOwztW3E/s320/playing+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have a few things to work on (like not closing your eyes when you are hitting) but she is doing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJN-Yj8V1wI/AAAAAAAAE2s/8hKimZ_DsJ0/s1600/need+to+work+on+a+few+things.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517892928889280258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJN-Yj8V1wI/AAAAAAAAE2s/8hKimZ_DsJ0/s320/need+to+work+on+a+few+things.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And what was Drew doing while Daddy and Raegan played baseball?  Riding a pink tricycle or pushing a pink lawn mower of course.  I guess that's what happens when you have a big sister.  You just play with whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJN-YUUmkjI/AAAAAAAAE2k/M748PDAS4bY/s1600/what+drew+was+doing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517892924696072754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJN-YUUmkjI/AAAAAAAAE2k/M748PDAS4bY/s320/what+drew+was+doing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-4497837022204958689?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4497837022204958689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4497837022204958689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4497837022204958689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4497837022204958689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/09/ball-player-in-making.html' title='Ball player in the making'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TJN-Zc3I5vI/AAAAAAAAE28/4PG-irSwAG4/s72-c/ready+to+play+some+ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8764061822926068741</id><published>2010-09-11T08:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T08:47:23.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Building towers and riding bikes</title><content type='html'>We haven't been doing nearly as much lately, since my 3rd child seems to want out just as badly as my other children did. This means I am sitting a lot, and the kids are finding more ways to entertain themselves.  I got a kick out of these first few pictures of them building a tower.  It's speaks volumes about how they play.  Raegan loves to "direct" Drew on how things are done.  Here she is showing him how to build his tower tall.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt4wS_Il1I/AAAAAAAAE2c/LcnycJN7a50/s1600/directing+play.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515634939771000658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt4wS_Il1I/AAAAAAAAE2c/LcnycJN7a50/s320/directing+play.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And don't you love Drew's "Super Drew" cape?  Mrs. Howell made that for him and he loves it.  He saves the day a lot around here now.  Don't know what I'd do without my little super hero :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt4v5q-NCI/AAAAAAAAE2U/LVEmqXr3sZg/s1600/super+drew+building+tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515634932975547426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt4v5q-NCI/AAAAAAAAE2U/LVEmqXr3sZg/s320/super+drew+building+tower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course, Drew does the work and Raegan gets to knock it down.  I just wonder how much longer Drew is going to allow her to rule the roost.  I feel like her days are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt4u-qswRI/AAAAAAAAE2M/exLH59Wc6oU/s1600/raegan+knocks+it+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515634917136711954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt4u-qswRI/AAAAAAAAE2M/exLH59Wc6oU/s320/raegan+knocks+it+down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our new favorite things is going to an old car lot with the kids bicycles and letting them run wild. I take a chair and watch, and they have lots of fun chasing each other and just riding. Raegan insists she wants to try to learn to ride without training wheels, but bravery is not one of her strongest qualities. We will see if she ever really lets me take her training wheels off. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt3ERi7_RI/AAAAAAAAE2E/C0gPgWw-YDM/s1600/having+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515633083958426898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt3ERi7_RI/AAAAAAAAE2E/C0gPgWw-YDM/s320/having+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew has just recently learned how to pedal, however, he isn't the best at turning around. He doesn't understand the concept to just keep pedaling and turn your handle bars. Thankfully, Raegan is usually willing to help him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt3D7oGKUI/AAAAAAAAE18/hwE2Vl29Kpo/s1600/DSC_4161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515633078074485058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt3D7oGKUI/AAAAAAAAE18/hwE2Vl29Kpo/s320/DSC_4161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is a pro at the scooter. He can fly on that thing! (And yes it's a princess scooter, but he doesn't seem to mind... yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt3DdCAQJI/AAAAAAAAE10/6APGkxsa_00/s1600/dont+catch+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515633069861650578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt3DdCAQJI/AAAAAAAAE10/6APGkxsa_00/s320/dont+catch+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just loved this picture because you can see just how many more freckles my sweet little red head has now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt3C_SZCII/AAAAAAAAE1s/Jj-YZSKWqlY/s1600/wild+hair+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515633061877319810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TIt3C_SZCII/AAAAAAAAE1s/Jj-YZSKWqlY/s320/wild+hair+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Our first letter of course, was A and Drew is able to participate in some of the activities.  Here are some highlights.  Drew was hilarious with this activity.  He still doesn't know all his colors, and he was trying to find the matching crayon.  He sat just like this for almost a solid minute before he finally found the match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRgW1J-LI/AAAAAAAAE00/V4E8Fyv0AvE/s1600/trying+to+decide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499758817531525298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRgW1J-LI/AAAAAAAAE00/V4E8Fyv0AvE/s320/trying+to+decide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He concentrates very hard when he colors.  Much more patience with it than Raegan at this age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRDB0koKI/AAAAAAAAE0s/hGoc74Jq3wU/s1600/hard+at+work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499758313675727010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRDB0koKI/AAAAAAAAE0s/hGoc74Jq3wU/s320/hard+at+work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my favorite activity.  Turning an A into an alligator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRCqnRclI/AAAAAAAAE0k/hMYnDy6lh0g/s1600/Drew%27s+A-lligator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499758307445928530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRCqnRclI/AAAAAAAAE0k/hMYnDy6lh0g/s320/Drew%27s+A-lligator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRCbGFHCI/AAAAAAAAE0c/QPfPFoyTXfY/s1600/Raegan%27s+a-lligator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499758303280176162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRCbGFHCI/AAAAAAAAE0c/QPfPFoyTXfY/s320/Raegan%27s+a-lligator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did lots of other activities, but Raegan was most proud of this one.  She wrote her name at the top and found all the A's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRB26zD6I/AAAAAAAAE0U/MQrXWaWO7pc/s1600/doing+good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499758293569179554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRB26zD6I/AAAAAAAAE0U/MQrXWaWO7pc/s320/doing+good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One very proud little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRBRNwnmI/AAAAAAAAE0M/bBwelEFnXI4/s1600/found+the+a%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499758283448163938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRBRNwnmI/AAAAAAAAE0M/bBwelEFnXI4/s320/found+the+a%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who would like to see other ideas, here is the website.  I highly recommend it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," href="http://confessionsofahomeschooler.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://confessionsofahomeschooler.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-2000580300519067025?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/2000580300519067025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=2000580300519067025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2000580300519067025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2000580300519067025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/07/hard-at-work.html' title='Hard at work'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TFMRgW1J-LI/AAAAAAAAE00/V4E8Fyv0AvE/s72-c/trying+to+decide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4899399108748120018</id><published>2010-07-25T11:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T11:28:01.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big party</title><content type='html'>I realized I hadn't put any pictures of Raegan's actual birthday party up, so I thought I better get to that. We normally just do a small family get together on the kids actual birthday, and then have a "friends" party at a more convenient date. This year (as you already saw with her mini bowling party) she ended up having two parties since so many people had the day of her actual birthday off. Her real party was about 2 weeks after her birthday, and she asked on the morning of her party "Momma, do I get to turn 5 today?" Either two weeks of being 4 was enough for her or we had just confused her with 2 parties.  Here is the cute little Minnie Mouse birthday girl ready to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExV3HodhlI/AAAAAAAAE0E/VqNJe93EWTA/s1600/cute+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497863650542454354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExV3HodhlI/AAAAAAAAE0E/VqNJe93EWTA/s320/cute+shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Minnie mouse cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExV2zy1rFI/AAAAAAAAEz8/CRotl2Xk7fE/s1600/minnie+mouse+cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497863645217270866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExV2zy1rFI/AAAAAAAAEz8/CRotl2Xk7fE/s320/minnie+mouse+cakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family portrait of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExV2c5MHHI/AAAAAAAAEz0/YTB_mx_GzaY/s1600/family+portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497863639069891698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExV2c5MHHI/AAAAAAAAEz0/YTB_mx_GzaY/s320/family+portrait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Patiently waiting for the candles to be lit so she could make her wish (which she announced that she wished for a Buzz Lightyear?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVRjhaqKI/AAAAAAAAEzs/ywY63Udo4jc/s1600/so+excited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497863005194070178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVRjhaqKI/AAAAAAAAEzs/ywY63Udo4jc/s320/so+excited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She insisted on "Vanna White"-ing all of her presents so everyone could see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVQzsZguI/AAAAAAAAEzk/uXbjhrjftpw/s1600/showing+off+her+gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497862992355230434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVQzsZguI/AAAAAAAAEzk/uXbjhrjftpw/s320/showing+off+her+gifts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan and Elizabeth Nestel going down the slide. These two became instant friends at bible school.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVQT1XrQI/AAAAAAAAEzc/th6JVqwgeWk/s1600/raegan+and+elizabeth+on+the+slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497862983802924290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVQT1XrQI/AAAAAAAAEzc/th6JVqwgeWk/s320/raegan+and+elizabeth+on+the+slide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a little cold, but the kids didn't seem to notice. They all had a great time on this big water slide.  And thankfully, we had no injuries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVPnq8zZI/AAAAAAAAEzU/fRvUlyuZB1Q/s1600/water+slide+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497862971948060050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVPnq8zZI/AAAAAAAAEzU/fRvUlyuZB1Q/s320/water+slide+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, no Raegan Roop party would be complete without a game of duck duck goose. She loves a good goose chase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVO8qhgKI/AAAAAAAAEzM/KaUDcVBUsbY/s1600/duck+duck+goose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497862960403546274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExVO8qhgKI/AAAAAAAAEzM/KaUDcVBUsbY/s320/duck+duck+goose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a little chaotic at times, but the kids all had a wonderful time.  Happy 4th birthday, again, Raegan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-4899399108748120018?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4899399108748120018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4899399108748120018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4899399108748120018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4899399108748120018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-party.html' title='Big party'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TExV3HodhlI/AAAAAAAAE0E/VqNJe93EWTA/s72-c/cute+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7260652381926826459</id><published>2010-07-23T15:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T15:59:40.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Budding artists</title><content type='html'>Somehow, painting never gets boring or old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TEnz_4jDTYI/AAAAAAAAEzE/CujVipzG7Vk/s1600/painting+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497193099019111810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TEnz_4jDTYI/AAAAAAAAEzE/CujVipzG7Vk/s320/painting+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It takes lots of concentration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TEnz_YGtwyI/AAAAAAAAEy8/jvmt609XxkA/s1600/the+concentration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497193090310325026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TEnz_YGtwyI/AAAAAAAAEy8/jvmt609XxkA/s320/the+concentration.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and apparently, a couple of good guard dogs. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TEnz-6vrrHI/AAAAAAAAEy0/2cX8FP6wjQ4/s1600/painting+guard+dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497193082429090930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TEnz-6vrrHI/AAAAAAAAEy0/2cX8FP6wjQ4/s320/painting+guard+dogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the quieter (but messier) ways to enjoy the great outdoors.&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/6942979614385161700-7260652381926826459?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7260652381926826459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7260652381926826459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7260652381926826459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7260652381926826459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/07/budding-artists.html' title='Budding artists'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TEnz_4jDTYI/AAAAAAAAEzE/CujVipzG7Vk/s72-c/painting+fun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5368508121863404880</id><published>2010-07-06T14:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T14:54:06.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Raegan turned 4</title><content type='html'>How can it possibly be that my first born child turned 4 years old.  It seems just yesterday that we got to bring the sweet little bundle home from the hospital and really call her ours.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN2ZtV6NUI/AAAAAAAAEys/I1iaoBGIxKg/s1600/100_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490862554735064386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN2ZtV6NUI/AAAAAAAAEys/I1iaoBGIxKg/s320/100_1246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She has been counting down the days until she could say she was 4, and that day came yesterday. Since Tony and some of our friends and family had the day off, we decided to take advantage and have a mini bowling party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1RHO4Q4I/AAAAAAAAEyk/Nq0Jr36O6XE/s1600/birhtday+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490861307554448258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1RHO4Q4I/AAAAAAAAEyk/Nq0Jr36O6XE/s320/birhtday+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is with her sweet little friend Jayden.  These girls are princess crazy, and two peas in a pod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1QnFAvLI/AAAAAAAAEyc/tuGpB9vgzF0/s1600/birthday+girl+and+her+friend+jayden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490861298923125938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1QnFAvLI/AAAAAAAAEyc/tuGpB9vgzF0/s320/birthday+girl+and+her+friend+jayden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew had lots of fun, even if the dinosaur chute was pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1P3qdfPI/AAAAAAAAEyU/ic71X-gsY18/s1600/drew+bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490861286195297522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1P3qdfPI/AAAAAAAAEyU/ic71X-gsY18/s320/drew+bowling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy tried to give the kids some pointers on bowling. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1PS3bTQI/AAAAAAAAEyM/mPWHH8MRVDg/s1600/daddy+giving+a+lesson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490861276317568258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1PS3bTQI/AAAAAAAAEyM/mPWHH8MRVDg/s320/daddy+giving+a+lesson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But they just really wanted to slide down the dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1Ow2ATCI/AAAAAAAAEyE/cHTv61QVoDI/s1600/not+a+slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490861267184798754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN1Ow2ATCI/AAAAAAAAEyE/cHTv61QVoDI/s320/not+a+slide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, a hot pink ball for the birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0NhAM60I/AAAAAAAAEx8/long4iNSoT8/s1600/big+ole+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490860146241104706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0NhAM60I/AAAAAAAAEx8/long4iNSoT8/s320/big+ole+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan loved the dinosaur chute, but Ryan preferred the old fashioned way.  He even got a strike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0NBvyCmI/AAAAAAAAEx0/EgSIPxR9z_E/s1600/raegan+and+ryan+bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490860137850735202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0NBvyCmI/AAAAAAAAEx0/EgSIPxR9z_E/s320/raegan+and+ryan+bowling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we only had 5 kids at the party, everyone got to blow out a candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0Mf97V2I/AAAAAAAAExs/CfIJM1Zdi7A/s1600/candles+for+everyone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490860128783259490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0Mf97V2I/AAAAAAAAExs/CfIJM1Zdi7A/s320/candles+for+everyone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's a really big breath.  She must have really wanted her wish to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0L0BD3EI/AAAAAAAAExk/MFO6wNcUXmA/s1600/big+breath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490860116985240642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0L0BD3EI/AAAAAAAAExk/MFO6wNcUXmA/s320/big+breath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She tried to act shy while we sang Happy Birthday to her, but she really loved being the center of attention.  And if you are wondering why there are two cakes... lets just say that this pregnant mama really wanted a DQ ice cream cake and Raegan didn't.  We will call it a compromise :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0LagDUUI/AAAAAAAAExc/BFDAvrKxdlY/s1600/acting+shy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490860110135906626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN0LagDUUI/AAAAAAAAExc/BFDAvrKxdlY/s320/acting+shy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-5368508121863404880?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5368508121863404880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5368508121863404880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5368508121863404880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5368508121863404880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/07/raegan-turned-4.html' title='Raegan turned 4'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TDN2ZtV6NUI/AAAAAAAAEys/I1iaoBGIxKg/s72-c/100_1246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-970646777404527348</id><published>2010-06-25T08:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T08:56:17.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping me on my toes</title><content type='html'>It's a good thing this little boy is so cute and funny.  He keeps us laughing at his funny antics, and silly personality.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486692337923209474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TCSlnJHFOQI/AAAAAAAAExU/3KwArbNUUQs/s320/so+cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I've been trying to remind myself of this during these potty training days, since I just cleaned up poop from my cream colored living room carpet today.  (Good thing I got a carpet cleaner for my birthday :)  He can go all day and night peeing in the potty, but the poop just can't seem to make it in the potty.  The yard, the bathtub, the bathroom floor, his underwear, and now my carpet, but not the potty.  Next house we have is definitely going to have hard floors and NO carpet!  Good thing I love this little man so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-970646777404527348?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/970646777404527348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=970646777404527348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/970646777404527348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/970646777404527348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/06/keeping-me-on-my-toes.html' title='Keeping me on my toes'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TCSlnJHFOQI/AAAAAAAAExU/3KwArbNUUQs/s72-c/so+cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1995896653572146075</id><published>2010-06-23T20:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:00:14.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Less isn't more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This girl has a mind of her own, especially when picking out her accessories. She doesn't go by the rule that less is more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TCKt-p6E38I/AAAAAAAAExM/U6R_nmbpDvU/s1600/less+isn%27t+more.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486138588003622850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TCKt-p6E38I/AAAAAAAAExM/U6R_nmbpDvU/s320/less+isn%27t+more.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-1995896653572146075?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1995896653572146075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1995896653572146075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1995896653572146075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1995896653572146075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/06/less-isnt-more.html' title='Less isn&apos;t more'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TCKt-p6E38I/AAAAAAAAExM/U6R_nmbpDvU/s72-c/less+isn%27t+more.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-66030079794853477</id><published>2010-06-21T19:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:35:57.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Practicing for baby</title><content type='html'>Raegan and Drew play 'momma &amp;amp; baby' all the time.  I was cleaning out Drew's closet today (nesting and trying to make room for the new baby) and found this cute little basket.  It instantly turned into a baby bed and Raegan set to work "taking care" of Drew.  If only she will be this helpful when the new baby arrives.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TB_2WJND9II/AAAAAAAAExE/IdNx04EG8wA/s1600/taking+care+of+brother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485373731448812674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TB_2WJND9II/AAAAAAAAExE/IdNx04EG8wA/s320/taking+care+of+brother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew was a very good baby and even smiled right on cue :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TB_2H4yXvFI/AAAAAAAAEw8/vCo5p9paUd0/s1600/practicing+for+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485373486523726930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TB_2H4yXvFI/AAAAAAAAEw8/vCo5p9paUd0/s320/practicing+for+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, she needed a turn acting like the baby too.  I don't know how she squeezed those long legs into this little basket, but she did it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TB_2HQYaT-I/AAAAAAAAEw0/dZMt3keTilU/s1600/playing+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485373475677425634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TB_2HQYaT-I/AAAAAAAAEw0/dZMt3keTilU/s320/playing+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-66030079794853477?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/66030079794853477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=66030079794853477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/66030079794853477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/66030079794853477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/06/practicing-for-baby.html' title='Practicing for baby'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TB_2WJND9II/AAAAAAAAExE/IdNx04EG8wA/s72-c/taking+care+of+brother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4157523829934100108</id><published>2010-06-16T16:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T16:24:24.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Recital</title><content type='html'>Most of you saw from a previous post that Raegan has been taking tap and ballet. Well, she finally got to have her big dance recital this past weekend. If there was ever a moment when I feared she might get stage fright, it's all gone now. This girl loved every minute of being in the spotlight. This is my little ballerina all ready for her big performance. She was SOOO excited!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkxr-j6soI/AAAAAAAAEws/q2Te0Ac0egA/s1600/ready+to+perform.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483468652898071170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkxr-j6soI/AAAAAAAAEws/q2Te0Ac0egA/s320/ready+to+perform.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was actually from the dress rehearsal, but I loved this pose. I get that hand on the hips thing a lot these days. Dancing seems to have brought out even more of her inner diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkxrPeTWoI/AAAAAAAAEwk/P_BJejV1vNo/s1600/so+cute!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483468640258054786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkxrPeTWoI/AAAAAAAAEwk/P_BJejV1vNo/s320/so+cute!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan and her friend Macie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkv18FjznI/AAAAAAAAEwc/JXOhhTp86sY/s1600/macie+and+raegan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483466625009307250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkv18FjznI/AAAAAAAAEwc/JXOhhTp86sY/s320/macie+and+raegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the Tiny Tappers. Aren't they just adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkv1LklCRI/AAAAAAAAEwU/d_NiMdvF2f0/s1600/hot+pink+beauties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483466611986073874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkv1LklCRI/AAAAAAAAEwU/d_NiMdvF2f0/s320/hot+pink+beauties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She got flowers from her daddy, and as you can see in a definite daddy's girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkvzmvDnLI/AAAAAAAAEwE/fkc4bfKhwFc/s1600/daddy+and+his+baby+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483466584918039730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkvzmvDnLI/AAAAAAAAEwE/fkc4bfKhwFc/s320/daddy+and+his+baby+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was just part of Raegan's cheering section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkvzPct_AI/AAAAAAAAEv8/rClVS6G2-wU/s1600/part+of+raegan%27s+audience.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483466578667109378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkvzPct_AI/AAAAAAAAEv8/rClVS6G2-wU/s320/part+of+raegan%27s+audience.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, Raegan felt totally at ease up on that stage performing for a huge crowd. We may be in for it in the future!&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/6942979614385161700-4157523829934100108?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4157523829934100108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4157523829934100108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4157523829934100108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4157523829934100108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-recital.html' title='The Big Recital'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBkxr-j6soI/AAAAAAAAEws/q2Te0Ac0egA/s72-c/ready+to+perform.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-3307708323281218726</id><published>2010-06-15T09:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:03:11.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A day with Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to brave the crowds at Tweetsie Railroad, and go for a trip to ride Thomas the Train. Blowing Rock NC is about 2 hours from our house and my brothers house, so it was the perfect meeting place to spend some time with our family. I realized I never actually got a picture of Thomas himself, but we did get to go for a ride and fun was certainly had by all. Here are just a few highlights from our day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDZBoXooI/AAAAAAAAEvs/-q1R1DAyH00/s1600/thomas+day+started.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995537304593026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDZBoXooI/AAAAAAAAEvs/-q1R1DAyH00/s320/thomas+day+started.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patiently waiting in line for the Ferris wheel. This was Raegan and Drew's first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDYqwjyUI/AAAAAAAAEvk/cVznQyKhi7A/s1600/still+waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995531164928322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDYqwjyUI/AAAAAAAAEvk/cVznQyKhi7A/s320/still+waiting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Scott was WAY more nervous about riding with these two than they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDYDs_oAI/AAAAAAAAEvc/Dyqhkzbplb8/s1600/kids+are+excited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995520680992770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDYDs_oAI/AAAAAAAAEvc/Dyqhkzbplb8/s320/kids+are+excited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy looked a little nervous &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483000178262166226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeHnKi4StI/AAAAAAAAEv0/FKaEJM00H6E/s320/daddy+is+nervous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There they go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDXppY-5I/AAAAAAAAEvU/5jpAPOibHu0/s1600/ferris+wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995513686555538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDXppY-5I/AAAAAAAAEvU/5jpAPOibHu0/s320/ferris+wheel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids also really enjoyed riding the helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDW28T5aI/AAAAAAAAEvM/pS043f7tSvA/s1600/having+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995500075705762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDW28T5aI/AAAAAAAAEvM/pS043f7tSvA/s320/having+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The camera stayed tucked away most of the time, but the kids all had a great time. Well worth the time, money and effort. It was nice for the cousins to have a chance to play and enjoy each other's company. &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/6942979614385161700-3307708323281218726?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/3307708323281218726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=3307708323281218726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3307708323281218726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3307708323281218726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-with-thomas.html' title='A day with Thomas'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TBeDZBoXooI/AAAAAAAAEvs/-q1R1DAyH00/s72-c/thomas+day+started.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8744077509274617204</id><published>2010-06-09T12:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:53:11.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We all always enjoy family movie night.  We watched Toy Story 2 (which I think Tony and I like just as much as the kids) to get ready for the release of Toy Story 3.  And, we always love the chance to curl up, eat popcorn and drink fresh lemonade.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TA_Fpq5T4tI/AAAAAAAAEuc/GCZAUDpZbR0/s1600/movie+night+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480816591213159122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TA_Fpq5T4tI/AAAAAAAAEuc/GCZAUDpZbR0/s320/movie+night+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TA_Fo5Y069I/AAAAAAAAEuU/JHT9c9-NYSg/s1600/movie+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480816577923574738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TA_Fo5Y069I/AAAAAAAAEuU/JHT9c9-NYSg/s320/movie+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8744077509274617204?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8744077509274617204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8744077509274617204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8744077509274617204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8744077509274617204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/06/movie-night.html' title='Movie night'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/TA_Fpq5T4tI/AAAAAAAAEuc/GCZAUDpZbR0/s72-c/movie+night+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5663272070390083912</id><published>2010-05-24T15:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:15:44.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Labor</title><content type='html'>One of our favorite family activities... washing the car.   I know, it's sad, but the kids LOVE helping out and my car gets clean in the meantime.  Everyone wins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_ram6FVsXI/AAAAAAAAEuM/zMYRCC2f0Fs/s1600/family+working.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928658983793010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_ram6FVsXI/AAAAAAAAEuM/zMYRCC2f0Fs/s320/family+working.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a team effort, and I really did help.   I just couldn't resist the chance to grab my camera and take a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_ramdPJCzI/AAAAAAAAEuE/mL9qi_Kc7Ms/s1600/family+working+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928651240278834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_ramdPJCzI/AAAAAAAAEuE/mL9qi_Kc7Ms/s320/family+working+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew was very serious about his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_ralzGJfjI/AAAAAAAAEt8/066JKmVl6mg/s1600/drew+working+hard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928639928270386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_ralzGJfjI/AAAAAAAAEt8/066JKmVl6mg/s320/drew+working+hard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The funniest thing is that the kids usually keep washing the same parts over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_ralaKuPlI/AAAAAAAAEt0/P6B6llTmwjg/s1600/multitasking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928633236569682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_ralaKuPlI/AAAAAAAAEt0/P6B6llTmwjg/s320/multitasking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or, in this case, they kept going back to the spot that Tony had just rinsed and washed it again.  Needless to say, it took us a long time to actually finish the car that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_rak3XxrBI/AAAAAAAAEts/SWLhETe4rgc/s1600/job+never+done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928623896079378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_rak3XxrBI/AAAAAAAAEts/SWLhETe4rgc/s320/job+never+done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, my car didn't stay clean for long.  It seems like every time we grab our rags and bucket, the forecast immediately changes to rain.  This day was no exception and it rained that night.  Oh well, at least we had a lot of fun getting sudsy and wet on this very warm day. &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/6942979614385161700-5663272070390083912?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5663272070390083912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5663272070390083912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5663272070390083912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5663272070390083912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/05/child-labor.html' title='Child Labor'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_ram6FVsXI/AAAAAAAAEuM/zMYRCC2f0Fs/s72-c/family+working.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-3706028203635723995</id><published>2010-05-19T10:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:57:11.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer star</title><content type='html'>This is Raegan's second season playing soccer and she still loves it.  She isn't much better than last season, but as least she is having fun.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDz8SjOGI/AAAAAAAAEtk/0jopEi3HXdA/s1600/going+for+the+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473003638054140002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDz8SjOGI/AAAAAAAAEtk/0jopEi3HXdA/s320/going+for+the+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is always willing to cheer her teammates on, and may have a more promising career in cheerleading.  For now, she still enjoys playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDzrmBI9I/AAAAAAAAEtc/m58eD3v7dYE/s1600/ready+for+soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473003633572389842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDzrmBI9I/AAAAAAAAEtc/m58eD3v7dYE/s320/ready+for+soccer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is a little diva from time to time, and needs to take lots of breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDzLccqaI/AAAAAAAAEtU/KSpp18Ecwro/s1600/little+diva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473003624942315938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDzLccqaI/AAAAAAAAEtU/KSpp18Ecwro/s320/little+diva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What does Drew do during the game?  Anything he can get away with.  He would LOVE to play and would probably be better than Raegan, but he can't until next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDyoebsUI/AAAAAAAAEtM/K60u5J2qecw/s1600/pushing+jake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473003615555400002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDyoebsUI/AAAAAAAAEtM/K60u5J2qecw/s320/pushing+jake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He usually cries on the sidelines, but if he has a ball in his hands he is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDyErFfxI/AAAAAAAAEtE/wPSscp-dwNc/s1600/finally+smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473003605944794898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDyErFfxI/AAAAAAAAEtE/wPSscp-dwNc/s320/finally+smiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He likes baby Jenna, and got caught in a sweet moment sharing snacks with his little buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1asVQQSI/AAAAAAAAEs8/_ZD8zvZV1ys/s1600/sharing+with+jenna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472987811110994210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1asVQQSI/AAAAAAAAEs8/_ZD8zvZV1ys/s320/sharing+with+jenna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are they cute or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1aK0dYiI/AAAAAAAAEs0/jgA7kO3cDz4/s1600/what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472987802115072546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1aK0dYiI/AAAAAAAAEs0/jgA7kO3cDz4/s320/what.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She may not always know what's going on in the game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1Zo6BRoI/AAAAAAAAEss/HFg8qC-VN1M/s1600/looking+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472987793011590786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1Zo6BRoI/AAAAAAAAEss/HFg8qC-VN1M/s320/looking+cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but she always looks cute with her matching soccer hairbow and socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1ZGCoTKI/AAAAAAAAEsk/zGpbP0Px5cA/s1600/running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472987783652461730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1ZGCoTKI/AAAAAAAAEsk/zGpbP0Px5cA/s320/running.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's hilarious watching our little "star" and we enjoy it just as much as she does. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1Y5k6GRI/AAAAAAAAEsc/2fHkhAoKPZM/s1600/thumbs+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472987780306573586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_P1Y5k6GRI/AAAAAAAAEsc/2fHkhAoKPZM/s320/thumbs+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-3706028203635723995?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/3706028203635723995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=3706028203635723995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3706028203635723995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3706028203635723995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/05/soccer-star.html' title='Soccer star'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S_QDz8SjOGI/AAAAAAAAEtk/0jopEi3HXdA/s72-c/going+for+the+ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7372033382792114018</id><published>2010-05-10T19:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:53:24.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the verdict is...</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to tell, looks like baby #3 is going to be another GIRL!!!  Our oldest child is going to have to share her crown :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-7372033382792114018?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7372033382792114018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7372033382792114018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7372033382792114018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7372033382792114018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-verdict-is.html' title='And the verdict is...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-2676960422591152600</id><published>2010-05-07T13:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T14:03:42.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Siblings</title><content type='html'>Now are these two cute or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUlpjQlUI/AAAAAAAAEsU/RqCMPTgaQtI/s1600/siblings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468588853320258882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUlpjQlUI/AAAAAAAAEsU/RqCMPTgaQtI/s320/siblings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lately, I've been sitting back more and watching my children play by themselves. It's always funny to hear what they come up with. I can't catch all of it on film of course, but here are just a few cute pictures of my kids (when they play nice) Here is our own little "Dr Drew" taking care of his sick patient. When I asked what was wrong with his patient, he said "she has a loose tooth" Looks like we have been reading the Berentstein Bears go to the Dentist a few too many times.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUk27HcOI/AAAAAAAAEsM/tLm4O1L3CwI/s1600/dr+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468588839730114786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUk27HcOI/AAAAAAAAEsM/tLm4O1L3CwI/s320/dr+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little girl loves her babies, and is trying to teach Drew how to take care of the new baby coming this fall. She gives him lessons on burping, feeding, and changing diapers. It's funny to watch Drew listen intently to her. I can only imagine how life will be when baby #3 finally arrives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUJCoVWAI/AAAAAAAAEr8/7MHiGT7SbAc/s1600/loves+to+pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468588361836222466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUJCoVWAI/AAAAAAAAEr8/7MHiGT7SbAc/s320/loves+to+pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She gave him a lesson in buckling up for safety, and pushing the stroller gently so as to not dump the babies out (as Drew often does) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468588370680978370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUJjlFm8I/AAAAAAAAEsE/3CdnzyMKoIg/s320/pushing+babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This would be an example of what NOT to do to the new baby. He is as big as she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUIY9g5fI/AAAAAAAAEr0/WqIuuRU90RI/s1600/big+load.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468588350650770930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUIY9g5fI/AAAAAAAAEr0/WqIuuRU90RI/s320/big+load.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here are just a couple of cute ones of Daddy and his little guys. (Since we parents rarely make the blog :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUHk7TBXI/AAAAAAAAErs/x0RaAupQOak/s1600/snuggling+his+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468588336682829170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUHk7TBXI/AAAAAAAAErs/x0RaAupQOak/s320/snuggling+his+babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is such a daddy's girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUGoVwlgI/AAAAAAAAErk/b4W3-e5PXCk/s1600/daddies+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468588320419255810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUGoVwlgI/AAAAAAAAErk/b4W3-e5PXCk/s320/daddies+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-2676960422591152600?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/2676960422591152600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=2676960422591152600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2676960422591152600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2676960422591152600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/05/siblings.html' title='Siblings'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-RUlpjQlUI/AAAAAAAAEsU/RqCMPTgaQtI/s72-c/siblings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8091387211175126216</id><published>2010-05-06T11:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:12:43.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two little monkeys</title><content type='html'>We took some time to go visit with Tony's grandparents in Telford, TN. The kids always love going to see Mamaw and Papaw Bradley, and LOVE to climb their tree. I think they just like to act like the monkeys they are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnRY-YJAI/AAAAAAAAErc/B2VXSQZFMmA/s1600/visit+with+mamaw+and+papaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468187183529075714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnRY-YJAI/AAAAAAAAErc/B2VXSQZFMmA/s320/visit+with+mamaw+and+papaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnQ46DZvI/AAAAAAAAErU/b3OLdBM2AS8/s1600/up+in+the+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468187174921004786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnQ46DZvI/AAAAAAAAErU/b3OLdBM2AS8/s320/up+in+the+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnQfoITcI/AAAAAAAAErM/_MQhutgU_gA/s1600/flowers+in+a+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468187168134942146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnQfoITcI/AAAAAAAAErM/_MQhutgU_gA/s320/flowers+in+a+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnQHvFtXI/AAAAAAAAErE/uH81F8_bzgI/s1600/pretty+girl+in+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468187161721681266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnQHvFtXI/AAAAAAAAErE/uH81F8_bzgI/s320/pretty+girl+in+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnPn256yI/AAAAAAAAEq8/XzklCMV-DbI/s1600/two+little+monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468187153164528418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnPn256yI/AAAAAAAAEq8/XzklCMV-DbI/s320/two+little+monkeys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8091387211175126216?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8091387211175126216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8091387211175126216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8091387211175126216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8091387211175126216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-little-monkeys.html' title='Two little monkeys'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S-LnRY-YJAI/AAAAAAAAErc/B2VXSQZFMmA/s72-c/visit+with+mamaw+and+papaw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-6441820151200303631</id><published>2010-04-21T08:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:36:57.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the beach</title><content type='html'>Accountants and their families may be the only people who consider April 15th a reason to celebrate, but we always take a little trip at the end of tax season.  Usually, it's a getaway for just me and Tony, but this year we decided to take the kids along.  We took a little trip down to Cherry Grove Beach for a long weekend, and had a much needed vacation!  The weather was beautiful, and warm most of the time and we all enjoyed our relaxing trip.  I, however, forgot my camera, so the only thing I had was my cell phone.   The pictures are less than great quality, but  you get the idea.  This was just before we left for home Sunday morning.  There was a chill in the air that day, but it was still gorgeous for our morning walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ulIDa3NI/AAAAAAAAEqk/KhExkcR7JFI/s1600/me+and+kids+at+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462565719631387858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ulIDa3NI/AAAAAAAAEqk/KhExkcR7JFI/s320/me+and+kids+at+beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids were ready to go Friday morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ubrVOUTI/AAAAAAAAEqc/pgse9q8bir4/s1600/ready+for+the+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462565557302612274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ubrVOUTI/AAAAAAAAEqc/pgse9q8bir4/s320/ready+for+the+beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan sunbathing in her SPF 50.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ubcb3CrI/AAAAAAAAEqU/rPFufqp-R8I/s1600/sunbathing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462565553303915186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ubcb3CrI/AAAAAAAAEqU/rPFufqp-R8I/s320/sunbathing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure if you can see this one very well, but the beach was nearly deserted which made for perfect sea gull chasing.  This was a favorite weekend activity!  The kids found a friend to play with, and got LOTS of exercise.   It was nice to just let them run on the beach  and not have to worry about losing them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ubAlCAqI/AAAAAAAAEqM/kH664BKlPEg/s1600/chasing+the+birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462565545826189986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ubAlCAqI/AAAAAAAAEqM/kH664BKlPEg/s320/chasing+the+birds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Digging for shells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87uahHcZLI/AAAAAAAAEqE/4NQGfDv1_XY/s1600/having+fun+on+the+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462565537380590770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87uahHcZLI/AAAAAAAAEqE/4NQGfDv1_XY/s320/having+fun+on+the+beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew stopped for about a two minutes to have a snack, but this was the only time he sat still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87uab_J98I/AAAAAAAAEp8/A1LwJbULCKE/s1600/having+a+snack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462565536003651522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87uab_J98I/AAAAAAAAEp8/A1LwJbULCKE/s320/having+a+snack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan wanted to test the ICE COLD water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462565733502437874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ul7uiSfI/AAAAAAAAEq0/aXto8QqXY1k/s320/testing+water.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But she quickly realized it was just too cold and came running.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462565723537335202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ulWmq46I/AAAAAAAAEqs/3CMfvODdUaU/s320/the+water+is+cold.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Well, the Roops are fairly well rested and had a wonderful time.  The kids are already ready to go back.  &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/6942979614385161700-6441820151200303631?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/6441820151200303631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=6441820151200303631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/6441820151200303631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/6441820151200303631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/04/trip-to-beach.html' title='Trip to the beach'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S87ulIDa3NI/AAAAAAAAEqk/KhExkcR7JFI/s72-c/me+and+kids+at+beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5044319172907158967</id><published>2010-04-12T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:22:47.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning their cars</title><content type='html'>Since I seemed to have piles and piles of laundry waiting on my this lovely Monday morning, I sent the kids out to play on their own.  After a little while, they were back whining that they had nothing to do.  So I gathered up some old rags and a bucket of soapy water and they set to work.  They washed their cars for what seemed like hours and I didn't hear another complaint (until they were hungry again :)  Such an easy way to keep them entertained and this was a job they took very seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S8NcMG3_7NI/AAAAAAAAEp0/iXYuLCcY7fU/s1600/cleaning+the+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459308536376847570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S8NcMG3_7NI/AAAAAAAAEp0/iXYuLCcY7fU/s320/cleaning+the+car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S8NcLUbTC-I/AAAAAAAAEps/R-xVXtTXYok/s1600/cleaning+the+car+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459308522834693090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S8NcLUbTC-I/AAAAAAAAEps/R-xVXtTXYok/s320/cleaning+the+car+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S8NcKyvwwbI/AAAAAAAAEpk/6Ul8UyKbjFE/s1600/drew+working+good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459308513793720754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S8NcKyvwwbI/AAAAAAAAEpk/6Ul8UyKbjFE/s320/drew+working+good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S8NcKQm9gAI/AAAAAAAAEpc/xXIw-OJbpAw/s1600/working+away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459308504630001666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S8NcKQm9gAI/AAAAAAAAEpc/xXIw-OJbpAw/s320/working+away.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-5044319172907158967?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5044319172907158967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5044319172907158967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5044319172907158967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5044319172907158967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/04/cleaning-their-cars.html' title='Cleaning their cars'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S8NcMG3_7NI/AAAAAAAAEp0/iXYuLCcY7fU/s72-c/cleaning+the+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-3007281097086463174</id><published>2010-04-09T08:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:15:56.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnics and creeks</title><content type='html'>With the beautiful weather that we have been having, the majority of our free time is spent outdoors.  The kids wanted to go on a picnic one day, so Sonya and I loaded them up and took them to the museum for a little creek fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78lkeRfcuI/AAAAAAAAEpU/5YVU6mlXWt0/s1600/picnics+and+creeks+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458122581928276706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78lkeRfcuI/AAAAAAAAEpU/5YVU6mlXWt0/s320/picnics+and+creeks+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my favorite picture of the day.  She was picking a flower saying "he loves me, he loves me not" and when I asked her who she was thinking about while plucking the flower, she said "Daddy of course, and he LOVES ME!"  It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78kq6Z4N7I/AAAAAAAAEpM/pawbzewD-L4/s1600/he+loves+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458121593047234482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78kq6Z4N7I/AAAAAAAAEpM/pawbzewD-L4/s320/he+loves+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys had the best time splashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78kqHS-GlI/AAAAAAAAEpE/wpITm5TKnqM/s1600/having+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458121579328051794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78kqHS-GlI/AAAAAAAAEpE/wpITm5TKnqM/s320/having+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew was brushing up on his planting skills for our small garden this year.  I don't think he really understands the concept yet as he was planting twigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78kpeJLbhI/AAAAAAAAEo8/0xWPW0n8frE/s1600/planting+twigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458121568281128466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78kpeJLbhI/AAAAAAAAEo8/0xWPW0n8frE/s320/planting+twigs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This boy had no fears and LOVED getting muddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78koz4TyeI/AAAAAAAAEo0/UmIFA3e8J2Y/s1600/spalshing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458121556936083938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78koz4TyeI/AAAAAAAAEo0/UmIFA3e8J2Y/s320/spalshing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan would tip toe into the water but didn't get very brave.  Imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78koH9F1II/AAAAAAAAEos/bU5KHeg8Lyc/s1600/cutie+pie+raegan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458121545144980610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78koH9F1II/AAAAAAAAEos/bU5KHeg8Lyc/s320/cutie+pie+raegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew posing with his mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hLoDB71I/AAAAAAAAEok/NUSTBzrkv00/s1600/me+and+dre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458117757008736082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hLoDB71I/AAAAAAAAEok/NUSTBzrkv00/s320/me+and+dre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Macie apparently deep in thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hLUZ7FoI/AAAAAAAAEoc/UpPad0DiWO8/s1600/sweet+girl+macie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458117751736047234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hLUZ7FoI/AAAAAAAAEoc/UpPad0DiWO8/s320/sweet+girl+macie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brodie was protecting the pack with his sharp shooting.  I think he got a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hK5azqiI/AAAAAAAAEoU/q10HapP4lQ4/s1600/brodie+to+the+rescue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458117744491997730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hK5azqiI/AAAAAAAAEoU/q10HapP4lQ4/s320/brodie+to+the+rescue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys had the most fun by far.  They were in their own little boy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hKSqDkMI/AAAAAAAAEoM/Dh3Q7R4DLkM/s1600/checking+for+frogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458117734086971586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hKSqDkMI/AAAAAAAAEoM/Dh3Q7R4DLkM/s320/checking+for+frogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan trying to get Drew to hold her hand, not to help him but because she was a little chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hKNYUduI/AAAAAAAAEoE/ST-hNyXm32A/s1600/come+on+little+brother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458117732670404322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78hKNYUduI/AAAAAAAAEoE/ST-hNyXm32A/s320/come+on+little+brother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She preferred to hold a hand while testing the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78gBKdV3JI/AAAAAAAAEn8/WPgNH918xWE/s1600/brave+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458116477755710610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78gBKdV3JI/AAAAAAAAEn8/WPgNH918xWE/s320/brave+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is such a wild little boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78gAmlBlRI/AAAAAAAAEn0/xUsrUoZENN8/s1600/wild+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458116468124259602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78gAmlBlRI/AAAAAAAAEn0/xUsrUoZENN8/s320/wild+man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but is so cute, we wouldn't change a thing about him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78f_xxLOOI/AAAAAAAAEns/KFCd-e0EKJk/s1600/love+this+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458116453948143842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78f_xxLOOI/AAAAAAAAEns/KFCd-e0EKJk/s320/love+this+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They needed a snack after all that playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78f_TJtv6I/AAAAAAAAEnk/ZTo5W7vmD88/s1600/break+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458116445729570722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78f_TJtv6I/AAAAAAAAEnk/ZTo5W7vmD88/s320/break+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And when Drew laid down and said "I'm sweepy" we decided it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78f_BcfAcI/AAAAAAAAEnc/nrNUih1NOF4/s1600/too+tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458116440976458178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78f_BcfAcI/AAAAAAAAEnc/nrNUih1NOF4/s320/too+tired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We can't wait for our next "pioneer" adventure at the museum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-3007281097086463174?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/3007281097086463174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=3007281097086463174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3007281097086463174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/3007281097086463174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/04/picnics-and-creeks.html' title='Picnics and creeks'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S78lkeRfcuI/AAAAAAAAEpU/5YVU6mlXWt0/s72-c/picnics+and+creeks+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-2942693561169269699</id><published>2010-04-06T07:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T07:38:29.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't fit much longer</title><content type='html'>I'm no sure how much longer I'm going to be able to keep this up.  With my already expanding belly, things are getting tight :)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S7scvIImCPI/AAAAAAAAEnU/Zjt3ZtxOjHs/s1600/reading+with+mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456986969452447986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S7scvIImCPI/AAAAAAAAEnU/Zjt3ZtxOjHs/s320/reading+with+mama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-2942693561169269699?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/2942693561169269699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=2942693561169269699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2942693561169269699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2942693561169269699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/04/wont-fit-much-longer.html' title='Won&apos;t fit much longer'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S7scvIImCPI/AAAAAAAAEnU/Zjt3ZtxOjHs/s72-c/reading+with+mama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-570612010401303956</id><published>2010-03-28T21:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:22:32.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Tazewell Easter Egg hunt was Saturday, so Tony took a little break from doing taxes (it is tax season after all :) and we loaded the kids up and headed to the park. They each gathered several eggs, took a picture with the Easter Bunny and got a bag of candy so the day was a huge success. We topped it off with lunch at Sonic (aka: grease pit!) &lt;/div&gt;Drew wasn't so sure about the Easter Bunny.  Raegan was super impressed that not only was the Easter Bunny apparently a girl, but she talked to her.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6__rTnvAwI/AAAAAAAAEnM/wgtln_pvgy0/s1600/raegan+drew+and+the+easter+bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453858793235350274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6__rTnvAwI/AAAAAAAAEnM/wgtln_pvgy0/s320/raegan+drew+and+the+easter+bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Goofing around before the hunt began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6__q0Y9mpI/AAAAAAAAEnE/3TTHOvc90zY/s1600/silly+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453858784851892882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6__q0Y9mpI/AAAAAAAAEnE/3TTHOvc90zY/s320/silly+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a couple of cute little red heads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-94KFzKI/AAAAAAAAEm8/MbeL5-DdvAQ/s1600/cute+little+red+heads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453858012769143970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-94KFzKI/AAAAAAAAEm8/MbeL5-DdvAQ/s320/cute+little+red+heads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm, wonder how many eggs I will find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-9d9x5tI/AAAAAAAAEm0/D_Q1zVqTlto/s1600/hmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453858005738186450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-9d9x5tI/AAAAAAAAEm0/D_Q1zVqTlto/s320/hmmm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every time Raegan opened an egg, the prize went in daddy's pocket.  I think she was afraid Drew might get her stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-9LzjjLI/AAAAAAAAEms/x6Nv2Xx-faU/s1600/stuffing+treasure+in+dady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453858000863464626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-9LzjjLI/AAAAAAAAEms/x6Nv2Xx-faU/s320/stuffing+treasure+in+dady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew's favorite thing was the chocolate!  That's my boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-8n9bsVI/AAAAAAAAEmk/O-HFB1k5Akg/s1600/kisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453857991241216338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-8n9bsVI/AAAAAAAAEmk/O-HFB1k5Akg/s320/kisses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-8PuCSTI/AAAAAAAAEmc/Kh8idU67FuE/s1600/cutie+pie+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453857984734185778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6_-8PuCSTI/AAAAAAAAEmc/Kh8idU67FuE/s320/cutie+pie+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-570612010401303956?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/570612010401303956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=570612010401303956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/570612010401303956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/570612010401303956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-egg-hunting.html' title='Easter Egg hunting'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6__rTnvAwI/AAAAAAAAEnM/wgtln_pvgy0/s72-c/raegan+drew+and+the+easter+bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8034319742964625463</id><published>2010-03-26T23:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:21:40.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Queen</title><content type='html'>Raegan officially started tap and ballet this past week. Tony and I have never mentioned dance classes, but Raegan has begged us for some time now to be a ballerina.  We thought she was a little to young, but finally gave in, and signed her up.  She was so excited she nearly exploded on the way to her first class.  I've never seen a little girl of 3 be so set on something.  Of course, she loved it and can't wait until her next class.  I have to say, she really does make the cutest (and tiniest) little dancer I've ever seen :)  Here is the dancing queen on her first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S614nfccOuI/AAAAAAAAEmU/N5t8UiD1hpw/s1600/the+princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453147343666559714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S614nfccOuI/AAAAAAAAEmU/N5t8UiD1hpw/s320/the+princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8034319742964625463?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8034319742964625463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8034319742964625463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8034319742964625463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8034319742964625463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/03/dancing-queen.html' title='Dancing Queen'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S614nfccOuI/AAAAAAAAEmU/N5t8UiD1hpw/s72-c/the+princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8361018883814332105</id><published>2010-03-22T08:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:54:24.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What have we been doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really didn't fall off the face of the earth. Lets just say I might have gotten a little lazy with sitting at the computer and loading pictures. After a mild scolding from some friends and family, here I go again. We were able to play outside this entire weekend, but I was too busy playing and enjoying the fresh air myself to bother with taking pictures. So instead, I will show you what we have been doing to occupy our time indoors this past month. Here is an evening favorite activity... jumping on daddy. They would take turns standing on the ottoman and leap into daddy's waiting arms. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dg0KdalnI/AAAAAAAAEls/Ctsn5b06OqA/s1600-h/jumping+on+daddy+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451432323232470642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dg0KdalnI/AAAAAAAAEls/Ctsn5b06OqA/s320/jumping+on+daddy+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew can't get quite the air that Raegan does, but he had fun just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dgzqhXp8I/AAAAAAAAElk/MWPiWXhpiYA/s1600-h/jumping+on+daddy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451432314659121090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dgzqhXp8I/AAAAAAAAElk/MWPiWXhpiYA/s320/jumping+on+daddy+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent a little time exercising. Here they are doing push-ups. (Not sure why my children aren't wearing their pants!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dgzSFhe5I/AAAAAAAAElc/AzXZlxTii18/s1600-h/excercising+with+the+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451432308099873682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dgzSFhe5I/AAAAAAAAElc/AzXZlxTii18/s320/excercising+with+the+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And some crunches. Raegan really gets into working out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dfUNWpmGI/AAAAAAAAElU/MPGuGabMrQI/s1600-h/crunches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451430674741958754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dfUNWpmGI/AAAAAAAAElU/MPGuGabMrQI/s320/crunches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had some crazy bed head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dfTiV8lqI/AAAAAAAAElM/kHeix1Lw9vk/s1600-h/wild+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451430663196284578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dfTiV8lqI/AAAAAAAAElM/kHeix1Lw9vk/s320/wild+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know what this boy does when he sleeps but he almost always looks like this in the morning and after nap time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dfTIHWiKI/AAAAAAAAElE/hHneoUQ0eMo/s1600-h/bed+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451430656155748514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dfTIHWiKI/AAAAAAAAElE/hHneoUQ0eMo/s320/bed+head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course we have had several camp outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dfSWDWclI/AAAAAAAAEk8/6Qd_CRnifH4/s1600-h/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451430642717192786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dfSWDWclI/AAAAAAAAEk8/6Qd_CRnifH4/s320/sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a Christmas gift from Nana and Grandad and has been a hit.  It takes up almost our entire living room, but it's worth it for the hours of entertainment it provided!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451435209395085298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6djcKQNH_I/AAAAAAAAEl0/_YXTcHTFxog/s320/camp+out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have played dress up with friends... and yes the boys are in dresses.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451435218063656226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6djcqi9BSI/AAAAAAAAEl8/cZ0Qc4v01Ak/s320/dress+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And our favorite thing to do on a rainy day is turn the garage into a race track.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451435224885938738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6djdD9gyjI/AAAAAAAAEmE/orGtODIhwWc/s320/rainy+day+fun%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Which usually turns into a bumper car ring :)  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451435234123808562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6djdmX_fzI/AAAAAAAAEmM/zk6VQMLyVIA/s320/bumper+cars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8361018883814332105?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8361018883814332105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8361018883814332105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8361018883814332105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8361018883814332105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-have-we-been-doing.html' title='What have we been doing?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S6dg0KdalnI/AAAAAAAAEls/Ctsn5b06OqA/s72-c/jumping+on+daddy+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4772018666089248336</id><published>2010-02-22T18:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:06:56.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Expanding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't already know, there may be another little redhead in town!  That's right, we are having another baby.   Our little "Sally" as Raegan has called her (and yes, she insists it's a girl) is due October 17th.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S4MZvb2H0YI/AAAAAAAAEks/gGE1IvPKMFg/s1600-h/baby+Roop+%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441221077512999298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S4MZvb2H0YI/AAAAAAAAEks/gGE1IvPKMFg/s320/baby+Roop+%233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not much too look at, but even at the size of a bean that little heart was beating away!  I just don't understand how people say that there isn't a baby in there!  We already love this little bean, and hope and pray that we will be ready for his or her arrival.  What are the odds that this baby might have dark hair??&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/6942979614385161700-4772018666089248336?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4772018666089248336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4772018666089248336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4772018666089248336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4772018666089248336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/02/expanding.html' title='Expanding!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S4MZvb2H0YI/AAAAAAAAEks/gGE1IvPKMFg/s72-c/baby+Roop+%233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-2958734505126682513</id><published>2010-02-05T12:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:53:40.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sunbathing" in the middle of an ice storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This picture was just too funny not to share. As I said in my last post, we have been sick for a while, which means we haven't been out of the house for 6 WHOLE DAYS!!! I thought that I was suffering the most from cabin fever, but I'm beginning to think that the kids are.  Raegan decided do a little "sunbathing" in our living room this morning.  She turned all the overhead lights in our house on for her "sun".  If only I had the same imagination so I could close my eyes and be laying in the sun on a beach somewhere.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2xaldppm6I/AAAAAAAAEkk/j6bFaH8e_KU/s1600-h/Sun+bathing+in+winter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434818449990327202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2xaldppm6I/AAAAAAAAEkk/j6bFaH8e_KU/s320/Sun+bathing+in+winter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-2958734505126682513?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/2958734505126682513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=2958734505126682513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2958734505126682513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2958734505126682513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunbathing-in-middle-of-ice-storm.html' title='&quot;Sunbathing&quot; in the middle of an ice storm'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2xaldppm6I/AAAAAAAAEkk/j6bFaH8e_KU/s72-c/Sun+bathing+in+winter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1228741944576179213</id><published>2010-02-04T09:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:57:35.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of jammie time</title><content type='html'>This past week, both the kids have had bronchitis which has left them with fevers, terrible coughs and just feeling very crummy. That said, we have spent lots of time in the warm tub (for the steam) and playing in our cozy jammies. Here are just a few things that the kids have done in their jammies. Drew found a new way to enjoy playing in his new birthday/Christmas train table. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2rbOvklejI/AAAAAAAAEkU/sJwF2m4mw7w/s1600-h/new+way+to+play.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434396946710493746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2rbOvklejI/AAAAAAAAEkU/sJwF2m4mw7w/s320/new+way+to+play.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think he might have just been too tired to stand up and play, so he thought that sitting would be much better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2ra6McCGQI/AAAAAAAAEkM/Hn-EzUwkcAw/s1600-h/playin+from+the+drawer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434396593681996034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2ra6McCGQI/AAAAAAAAEkM/Hn-EzUwkcAw/s320/playin+from+the+drawer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And our little Diva, Raegan has so much fun dressing up. I'm not sure what she was supposed to be, but she thought she looked great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2ra5rCAsWI/AAAAAAAAEkE/U4dbvezO_6Y/s1600-h/posing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434396584714482018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2ra5rCAsWI/AAAAAAAAEkE/U4dbvezO_6Y/s320/posing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This barely touches the surface of the silliness that goes on in our house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2ra5GDEq0I/AAAAAAAAEj8/qUuyydbUi8E/s1600-h/silly+silly+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434396574786825026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2ra5GDEq0I/AAAAAAAAEj8/qUuyydbUi8E/s320/silly+silly+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Painting has become another favorite thing to do. You can see that there is art work already on display on our fridge.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434416586609371650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2rtF75XqgI/AAAAAAAAEkc/o9Of5IxwGpE/s320/painting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And, last... Drew still hasn't given up his pacifiers at night. He is supposed to only get them when he is actually IN his bed, but sometimes he sneaks in there and grabs them when we aren't looking. They have just felt so crummy, I allowed him to suck on them just this once. He just looked so pitiful. Don't you love how he still holds handfuls of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2ra4uPA4pI/AAAAAAAAEj0/3wSfWdXzjY0/s1600-h/still+working+on+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434396568394457746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2ra4uPA4pI/AAAAAAAAEj0/3wSfWdXzjY0/s320/still+working+on+it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hopefully, the coughing will stop soon and we will be well on our way to recovery. &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/6942979614385161700-1228741944576179213?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1228741944576179213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1228741944576179213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1228741944576179213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1228741944576179213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/02/lots-of-jammy-time.html' title='Lots of jammie time'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S2rbOvklejI/AAAAAAAAEkU/sJwF2m4mw7w/s72-c/new+way+to+play.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4522132694840967647</id><published>2010-01-26T17:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T17:19:58.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough night?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure what happened to Drew in the middle of the night, but for some reason he tried to get out of his jammies.  This was as far as he got when I found him in the morning.  Some things, we will just never know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S19qHAmI0FI/AAAAAAAAEi8/oi8kVkXvES8/s1600-h/fight+with+jammmies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431176344283697234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S19qHAmI0FI/AAAAAAAAEi8/oi8kVkXvES8/s320/fight+with+jammmies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-4522132694840967647?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4522132694840967647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4522132694840967647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4522132694840967647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4522132694840967647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/01/rough-night.html' title='Rough night?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S19qHAmI0FI/AAAAAAAAEi8/oi8kVkXvES8/s72-c/fight+with+jammmies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-2797547272879677207</id><published>2010-01-14T18:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:42:03.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always entertaining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just think everybody should be so lucky as to live with a fun little girl like this one. You never know what to expect! This is what she did with her raspberries at dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0-vQp9eJrI/AAAAAAAAEic/OMiQ9ikf3DI/s1600-h/DSC_2143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426748776681186994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0-vQp9eJrI/AAAAAAAAEic/OMiQ9ikf3DI/s320/DSC_2143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her only explanation for this was that is was her bride outfit (I'm guessing wedding dress) only it's a bath towel. And, I'm not sure what purpose the little puppy serves.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0-vP93IeBI/AAAAAAAAEiU/9zBRGH9oHF4/s1600-h/DSC_2141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426748764843440146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0-vP93IeBI/AAAAAAAAEiU/9zBRGH9oHF4/s320/DSC_2141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, she is sassy, messy, hyper, chatty, selfish, loud, etc... but we can't imagine our lives with out her!  It's a good thing she is so cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426772514992404386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0_E2aD5t6I/AAAAAAAAEik/gugSN6bsUls/s320/posing+for+the+camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Raegan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-2797547272879677207?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/2797547272879677207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=2797547272879677207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2797547272879677207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2797547272879677207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/01/always-entertaining.html' title='Always entertaining'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0-vQp9eJrI/AAAAAAAAEic/OMiQ9ikf3DI/s72-c/DSC_2143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4931734547012630011</id><published>2010-01-13T16:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:39:24.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At it again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My poor sister in law... she is in for some interesting gifts for her baby girl now that I've got my sewing machine. What better way to practice my new skill than something fairly simple like burp cloths. Well, here is my first attempt at a burp cloth. I love this fabric, and used an old baby towel as the alternate side.  It's a little "uniquely" shaped, but that's what makes it homemade.  Who wants perfectly straight, mass produced burp cloths anyway. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S045GF4_-yI/AAAAAAAAEiM/8O1eaFEuF_8/s1600-h/project+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426337377851276066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S045GF4_-yI/AAAAAAAAEiM/8O1eaFEuF_8/s320/project+%232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And what are my kids doing while I'm making my projects?  Making some lovely art projects of their own.  I love Drew's dot technique.  These were our latest Dollar Store find.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S045Fkbai6I/AAAAAAAAEiE/jX2qwLdBNOc/s1600-h/hard+at+work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426337368868817826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S045Fkbai6I/AAAAAAAAEiE/jX2qwLdBNOc/s320/hard+at+work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan using her favorite color, pink of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S045E3XYRrI/AAAAAAAAEh8/_RAzG_J1okY/s1600-h/painting+is+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426337356772296370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S045E3XYRrI/AAAAAAAAEh8/_RAzG_J1okY/s320/painting+is+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is completely unrelated, but I had to post this.  My son found a new way to enjoy one of his favorite toys, his dump truck.  Who knew it could double as a riding toy as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S045EUEReWI/AAAAAAAAEh0/7HM2LaD4nXA/s1600-h/who+knew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426337347296917858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S045EUEReWI/AAAAAAAAEh0/7HM2LaD4nXA/s320/who+knew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-4931734547012630011?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4931734547012630011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4931734547012630011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4931734547012630011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4931734547012630011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/01/at-it-again.html' title='At it again'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S045GF4_-yI/AAAAAAAAEiM/8O1eaFEuF_8/s72-c/project+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1152288735930466832</id><published>2010-01-11T22:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:10:23.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A new toy for mama that is!! I finally managed to find my grandmothers old sewing machine that my dad had inherited when she passed away. I had been told it was tucked away somewhere and that as soon as my dad found it, I could have it. Well, I took matters into my own hands, dug to the bottom of one of the closets and found it! I brought it home, dusted it off, paid $5 for a down-loadable version of the manual online, and set to work.  Here she is!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425698371110120610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0vz7ARvLKI/AAAAAAAAEhk/wgFEZhgsw3k/s320/my+new+toy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now I have absolutely no experience in sewing, but I've been determined to give it a try.  All I needed was a machine... and now I've got it.  It took me a good 20 minutes to figure out how to thread it, but after a few trial runs, I was cutting up old t-shirts to make a "project".   I made Raegan a new t-shirt purse.  Just what every 3 year old needs!   No pattern, no experience, no plan... just some scrap material and a little imagination.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0vz7rRBqHI/AAAAAAAAEhs/-g_U2fdGhb4/s1600-h/first+project.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425698382649862258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0vz7rRBqHI/AAAAAAAAEhs/-g_U2fdGhb4/s320/first+project.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand the rush of creating something from almost nothing.  I can't wait to get some real material, patterns and a little more experience under my belt.  Who knows what I'm gonna do next.  Don't look to closely at the details.  Raegan loves it, but I don't think I have a career in fashion just yet :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-1152288735930466832?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1152288735930466832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1152288735930466832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1152288735930466832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1152288735930466832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-toy.html' title='New Toy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0vz7ARvLKI/AAAAAAAAEhk/wgFEZhgsw3k/s72-c/my+new+toy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4646690134849371999</id><published>2010-01-04T16:29:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:34:59.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 in review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January started off with two sick kids... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423001412250535570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JfDVmihpI/AAAAAAAAEd0/AbbUioSRW-I/s320/movie+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;who quickly got better and started running around again.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423000398550697090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JeIVRqhII/AAAAAAAAEdk/R9UI_hZ0Zik/s320/escape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And everyone should sit on a couch on a couch.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423000404761828578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JeIsag3OI/AAAAAAAAEds/zN5Itpm-LQA/s320/couch+on+couch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;February led us to LOTS of dress up, even when eating lunch.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jz-x5-XuI/AAAAAAAAEhE/9kolPXqGAoI/s1600-h/princess+eating+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423024423693082338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jz-x5-XuI/AAAAAAAAEhE/9kolPXqGAoI/s320/princess+eating+lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And some good quality reading time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jz-YS_mwI/AAAAAAAAEg8/fwnBIhc9GIk/s1600-h/reading+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423024416818699010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jz-YS_mwI/AAAAAAAAEg8/fwnBIhc9GIk/s320/reading+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; March Raegan was really started playing with her babies. She is quite the little momma.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423023586217283362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JzOCELzyI/AAAAAAAAEgk/PK8s61eVrpI/s320/DSC_1443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And we danced... alot!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423023575123673458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JzNYvQwXI/AAAAAAAAEgU/-ZMjr5TJxmg/s320/ballerina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And a new-to-us doll house that entertained the kids for hours.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423023585362753170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JzN-4ctpI/AAAAAAAAEgc/4fSYzsECA6c/s320/peekaboo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In April, we could finally get outdoors. And the kids loved helping with the mowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JzPEnp9iI/AAAAAAAAEg0/nh_coH9i4Fw/s1600-h/waiting+her+turn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423023604082800162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JzPEnp9iI/AAAAAAAAEg0/nh_coH9i4Fw/s320/waiting+her+turn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan got to go to her first Hokie game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JzOoAu-NI/AAAAAAAAEgs/XYaJ7wvK-sA/s1600-h/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423023596403357906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JzOoAu-NI/AAAAAAAAEgs/XYaJ7wvK-sA/s320/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; May brought weather warm enough to do projects outside. Oh, how I miss outside days!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423021244936778242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JxFwHacgI/AAAAAAAAEf8/IIslMbCfz0M/s320/project.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Raegan always uses the one handed approach so she doesn't get too messy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423021256922906034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JxGcxIPbI/AAAAAAAAEgE/G-93r5My62E/s320/one+hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And Drew still chooses to get as messy as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JxG_jrJmI/AAAAAAAAEgM/MjiNFXkjCoM/s1600-h/oh+no.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423021266261714530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JxG_jrJmI/AAAAAAAAEgM/MjiNFXkjCoM/s320/oh+no.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In June, we took our first beach trip with Sonya and her kids.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423020462310374242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JwYMmvO2I/AAAAAAAAEfk/3XAvxa-ssgo/s320/all+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Raegan was not the bravest when it came to the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JwY5MhLaI/AAAAAAAAEf0/5fBpCrQ2eAk/s1600-h/only+time+in+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423020474279996834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JwY5MhLaI/AAAAAAAAEf0/5fBpCrQ2eAk/s320/only+time+in+water.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew loves his pacis~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JwYUJiMtI/AAAAAAAAEfs/3nd0NLRcD0M/s1600-h/double+pacie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423020464335368914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JwYUJiMtI/AAAAAAAAEfs/3nd0NLRcD0M/s320/double+pacie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In July, we celebrated Raegan's 3rd birthday Princess style!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423007662078466322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JkvIBomRI/AAAAAAAAEe0/9YQzSx3U14Y/s320/all+the+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And she decided that it was too cold (in mid July!) at breakfast one morning. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JuuvxtJSI/AAAAAAAAEfc/E4S5fKsnX98/s1600-h/cold+raegan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423018650685482274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JuuvxtJSI/AAAAAAAAEfc/E4S5fKsnX98/s320/cold+raegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew began trying new styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JuuKKqA8I/AAAAAAAAEfU/Hn7dlvO3aD8/s1600-h/cute+outfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423018640589587394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JuuKKqA8I/AAAAAAAAEfU/Hn7dlvO3aD8/s320/cute+outfit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In August, we headed back to the beach with the whole Yates family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423027431946964626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0J2t4hlzpI/AAAAAAAAEhM/BKKqEWU3Q0Q/s320/whole+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Drew being his cute little self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jln9hMz8I/AAAAAAAAEfM/-fgO0Kol4NQ/s1600-h/classic+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423008638510616514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jln9hMz8I/AAAAAAAAEfM/-fgO0Kol4NQ/s320/classic+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Raegan acting all prissy. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JlnXbRyZI/AAAAAAAAEfE/ocwOUDR1e6I/s1600-h/big+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423008628285229458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JlnXbRyZI/AAAAAAAAEfE/ocwOUDR1e6I/s320/big+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In September, Raegan started 3 year old preschool.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423007654348062114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JkurOj_aI/AAAAAAAAEes/zbLCFWhRG_I/s320/lets+go+already.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I loved this picture of Drew picking flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JlnB7dmWI/AAAAAAAAEe8/pFtK5H-c9Xk/s1600-h/picking+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423008622514641250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JlnB7dmWI/AAAAAAAAEe8/pFtK5H-c9Xk/s320/picking+flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In September, we visited a pottery place called "Kil-n Time" in Bristol. I was a little nervous since everything in the store is breakable, but the kids LOVED making ornaments and presents for grandparents day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jj_CVh1tI/AAAAAAAAEek/ccBS8Chhv7k/s1600-h/into+his+work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423006835917575890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jj_CVh1tI/AAAAAAAAEek/ccBS8Chhv7k/s320/into+his+work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan was really into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jj-y5gXqI/AAAAAAAAEec/TIVj6Z8POVg/s1600-h/painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423006831773507234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jj-y5gXqI/AAAAAAAAEec/TIVj6Z8POVg/s320/painting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And still, more yard work!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423003362298650898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jg02GPYRI/AAAAAAAAEeE/TM06s-iBk9k/s320/daddy%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In October, we cheered on the Hokies with our friends, the Butchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JjMI7xFAI/AAAAAAAAEeU/CJi3Nnikd5A/s1600-h/hockie+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423005961515242498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JjMI7xFAI/AAAAAAAAEeU/CJi3Nnikd5A/s320/hockie+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; November (and more time inside) meant breaking the rules sometimes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jg1fA79-I/AAAAAAAAEeM/SEWZkI-zVio/s1600-h/loving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423003373282260962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0Jg1fA79-I/AAAAAAAAEeM/SEWZkI-zVio/s320/loving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And playing in the leaves for the first time (the kids, not me :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423031444644533330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0J6Xc_PlFI/AAAAAAAAEhU/gqWUaNiB4KU/s320/playing+in+the+leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And of course, our family on Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JfxMlszcI/AAAAAAAAEd8/j4Zt4Z7eN3U/s1600-h/family+at+Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423002200105078210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JfxMlszcI/AAAAAAAAEd8/j4Zt4Z7eN3U/s320/family+at+Christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and for those who didn't get a Christmas card from my parents... here is the whole Yates crew.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423031451261471586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0J6X1o2C2I/AAAAAAAAEhc/XjmdrTFhIaY/s320/yates+gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy 2010 everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-4646690134849371999?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4646690134849371999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4646690134849371999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4646690134849371999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4646690134849371999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-in-review.html' title='2009 in review'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JfDVmihpI/AAAAAAAAEd0/AbbUioSRW-I/s72-c/movie+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4282662135078107509</id><published>2010-01-04T16:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:22:11.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Same spot, a year apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was looking through some of my old pictures and came across this one from last year on Christmas Day. Then I remembered I took a similar one of Drew this year on Christmas. Amazing what a difference a year makes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JbPiiafSI/AAAAAAAAEdc/Ifuh2omWdWo/s1600-h/wat+for+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422997223834811682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JbPiiafSI/AAAAAAAAEdc/Ifuh2omWdWo/s320/wat+for+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe how much taller he is in this one, but he still has that crazy hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JbPJ0M1PI/AAAAAAAAEdU/NxohEh9oKPA/s1600-h/DSC_2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422997217198527730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JbPJ0M1PI/AAAAAAAAEdU/NxohEh9oKPA/s320/DSC_2001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-4282662135078107509?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4282662135078107509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4282662135078107509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4282662135078107509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4282662135078107509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/01/same-spot-year-apart.html' title='Same spot, a year apart'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/S0JbPiiafSI/AAAAAAAAEdc/Ifuh2omWdWo/s72-c/wat+for+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7304521753662256958</id><published>2010-01-02T17:12:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:10:22.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind...</title><content type='html'>Finally some Christmas pictures. Instead of doing several different post, I'm just putting a whole bunch of pictures in this one post... so bear with me folks. This could possibly be the longest post in blogger history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422273550898184082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_JEOxIP5I/AAAAAAAAEaM/uQMYMeZ60EI/s320/santa+drew+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Drew spent most of his days rearranging the Christmas tree and admiring the presents. Only 2 presents were actually partially opened before Christmas day! And Raegan (who had picked our our own outfit) was playing waitress.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422270892826547986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_Gpgrd1xI/AAAAAAAAEYk/gsJHa5ab4to/s320/sally%27s+pick+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Decorating our gingerbread house.  I think more icing and candy was eaten than actually put on the house.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422270924051425810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_GrVADqhI/AAAAAAAAEZE/OPeTNxLkkso/s320/building+or+eating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They were posing with the house, but the look on their face says... When can we eat it or destroy it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422272061368582578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_Hth1mQbI/AAAAAAAAEZU/uzs7QI120Eg/s320/can+we+eat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Raegan all dressed up for her preschool party.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422269833119575378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_Fr09orVI/AAAAAAAAEYE/OyZN4qkkbFQ/s320/Copy+of+Ready+for+preschool+christmas+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All the little kids in her class playing "hot potato" with their presents.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422269841027759650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_FsSbF_iI/AAAAAAAAEYM/p2rtLyrEzUo/s320/preschool+christmas+party+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Snuggling with her mama at the party.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422269849568521778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_FsyPXrjI/AAAAAAAAEYU/M7d0qMyoj6U/s320/my+sweet+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our living room campout by the gas logs when our power was out.  Our living room was tranformed into a candle lit trampoline.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422270913662276274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_GquTF0rI/AAAAAAAAEY0/OiOAb6f5c5c/s320/Our+camp+out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here are the kids at about 5:00 am.  The power had just come back on and all the lights with it... but these two were out cold!  We just left them there until morning.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422270920072576946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_GrGLbP7I/AAAAAAAAEY8/-6O9Nb_6ADM/s320/Raegan+and+Drew+snoozing+in+living+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Christmas Eve we celebrated with Tony's family.  Here is his Mamaw Bradley with her two redheaded great grandkids.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_RCh5Rj9I/AAAAAAAAEbk/LA4UkvMWZsw/s1600-h/mamaw+bribing+kids+with+chips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422282317765906386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_RCh5Rj9I/AAAAAAAAEbk/LA4UkvMWZsw/s320/mamaw+bribing+kids+with+chips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony's mom, Mamaw Debbie and Papaw Chris... or as Raegan calls him "Buddy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422291755175470834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_Zn2_DZvI/AAAAAAAAEdE/4lMxOaD-xkc/s320/mamaw+and+papaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All the Bradley great grandkids... Alyssa, Ryder, Raegan, Sadie, Drew, and Hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422289374609855794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_XdSr-1TI/AAAAAAAAEcs/UuaFDgmTXCU/s320/great+grandkids.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The family gathered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422291761365075954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_ZoOCxR_I/AAAAAAAAEdM/J4ybg-CYnA0/s320/DSC_1865.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our living room on Christmas Eve night with the kids "Santa" gifts.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_RBPqhr_I/AAAAAAAAEbM/v9X4WxJ9YWI/s1600-h/ready+for+christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422282295692341234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_RBPqhr_I/AAAAAAAAEbM/v9X4WxJ9YWI/s320/ready+for+christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a priceless picture... Raegan's surprised face that she wasn't on the naughty list after all and Santa did come to bring her a present. She was still half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_KJ1Lt0-I/AAAAAAAAEa8/TusXS07zT_A/s1600-h/raegan+surprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422274746621219810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_KJ1Lt0-I/AAAAAAAAEa8/TusXS07zT_A/s320/raegan+surprise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with their new toys before we headed to Nana and Grandad's.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422289347460760674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_XbtjIhGI/AAAAAAAAEcU/meq--YffPEA/s320/new+tous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Stocking time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422287515442071474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_VxEv1x7I/AAAAAAAAEcE/xZb-X4xr6-E/s320/raegan+stocking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422287505185434786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_Vweid7KI/AAAAAAAAEb0/015-AeIvkO4/s320/drew+stocking.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Christmas  at Nana and Grandad's.  Who knows what Raegan was getting Grandad to do for her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422289365503193906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_XcwwyMzI/AAAAAAAAEck/4nMbmj7BZRg/s320/grandads+buddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of all the present that Drew got, his favorites were this train shirt and a $5 pack of hotwheels... go figure!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422289379156974306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_XdjoGWuI/AAAAAAAAEc0/SPoOtnUX37k/s320/gotta+love+the+cars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Raegan and Ben getting a geography lesson from Tony.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422289354262274354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_XcG4vYTI/AAAAAAAAEcc/4Pnis9lotF4/s320/new+globe.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Raegan snuggling with Uncle Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422273530080237826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_JDBNvmQI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/u-uu2F7gNGM/s320/uncle+scotts+buddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The only family photo we got on Christmas day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422273551501982114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_JERBFeaI/AAAAAAAAEaU/AHw1x8qAZmQ/s320/family+at+Christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ben kept saying, "I'm ready for you to take my picture" &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_KJAVuQXI/AAAAAAAAEas/MC6nx1k2QbQ/s1600-h/take+my+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422274732436111730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_KJAVuQXI/AAAAAAAAEas/MC6nx1k2QbQ/s320/take+my+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My silly family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422282301326796370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_RBkp4plI/AAAAAAAAEbU/v2u9G03M3hE/s320/part+of+my+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Drew snuggling with Aunt Tammy and baby Eva... she's not gonna have much room in her lap for Drew much longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_KIg_VtKI/AAAAAAAAEak/tUMv1V24C4I/s1600-h/tammy+holding+drew+and+eva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422274724020728994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_KIg_VtKI/AAAAAAAAEak/tUMv1V24C4I/s320/tammy+holding+drew+and+eva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan and her wild hair!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422287506518022114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_VwjgLl-I/AAAAAAAAEb8/vHQaknrovlw/s320/wild+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I couldn't resist taking a picture of Raegan.  She went potty by herself and managed to pull her tights up too... but her dress got stuck in the tights. We let her walk around like this for a little while, and everyone got a good laugh.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422274741287204546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_KJhT_NsI/AAAAAAAAEa0/xvxUSxPj7-g/s320/raegans+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The day after Christmas, Tony's high school buddy Joe stopped by with his wife Jenn and daughter Sophie.  These two have been friends since little league baseball... that's 25 years and they still like each other :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422273542336338994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_JDu303DI/AAAAAAAAEaE/-EOmYPdLSks/s320/tony+and+joe.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Sophie loved Raegan but was a little scared of Drew (wonder why, he is so meek and mild :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422287520673194930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_VxYPCY7I/AAAAAAAAEcM/4YsUGhURDi4/s320/raegan+drew+and+sophi.jpg" border="0" /&gt; That evening, we had our Christmas exchange with the Kauschs and the Nuckels.  Since Doot's birthday is Christmas Eve, and Drew's is the day after Christmas, we celebrated for them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422282287741264898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_RAyC15AI/AAAAAAAAEbE/XZ2bFZMAlGU/s320/2nd+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Raegan and her pal Junetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422287489371289458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_VvjoFN3I/AAAAAAAAEbs/Zp3G0kMbcwU/s320/cheese+junetta.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Drew trying to blow out his candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_KIb7u7oI/AAAAAAAAEac/zOh8vtbvF_4/s1600-h/blowing+out+candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422274722663427714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_KIb7u7oI/AAAAAAAAEac/zOh8vtbvF_4/s320/blowing+out+candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He thought he was a big boy just like Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_JC75s0jI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/cRmELFzP8c8/s1600-h/drew+and+ryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422273528653992498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_JC75s0jI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/cRmELFzP8c8/s320/drew+and+ryan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my sweet daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_HvKHrp8I/AAAAAAAAEZs/_2VhsgcYlw4/s1600-h/me+and+my+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422272089361721282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_HvKHrp8I/AAAAAAAAEZs/_2VhsgcYlw4/s320/me+and+my+daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let the chaos begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_HusBy65I/AAAAAAAAEZk/UXudSF9tHQE/s1600-h/christmas+hits+hard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422272081283967890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_HusBy65I/AAAAAAAAEZk/UXudSF9tHQE/s320/christmas+hits+hard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I hope I didn't exhaust you with all these pictures, but I couldn't pick just a few.   We had a wonderful Christmas and loved getting together with all those we love.  I hope you all are as blessed as we are, and have a wonderful start to this New Year!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-7304521753662256958?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7304521753662256958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7304521753662256958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7304521753662256958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7304521753662256958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2010/01/behind.html' title='Behind...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sz_JEOxIP5I/AAAAAAAAEaM/uQMYMeZ60EI/s72-c/santa+drew+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7093150026175308864</id><published>2009-12-29T22:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:08:38.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a month</title><content type='html'>It's gonna take me a few posts to get you caught up on what's been going on in our lives, but here's a start. First I'm gonna show you the whopper snow we had a week or so ago. We still have a few inches covering our yard, and with the scattered flurries we continue to have I don't think we will see grass for sometime. We had about 16 inches of snow!&lt;br /&gt;This is our front walk before Tony dug it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrRjdEjvNI/AAAAAAAAEX0/U5z6yQIs39g/s1600-h/front+walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420875508523187410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrRjdEjvNI/AAAAAAAAEX0/U5z6yQIs39g/s320/front+walk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is after. I love it! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrPo2QxI1I/AAAAAAAAEXk/3YQFrJnLyEI/s1600-h/front+walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420873402161374034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrPo2QxI1I/AAAAAAAAEXk/3YQFrJnLyEI/s320/front+walk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew did NOT like his snow suit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrRi50cvlI/AAAAAAAAEXs/x95_AMKOWAc/s1600-h/it%27s+randy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420875499060379218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrRi50cvlI/AAAAAAAAEXs/x95_AMKOWAc/s320/it%27s+randy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to go down for the 25th time! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420873386656026690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrPn8gAUEI/AAAAAAAAEXU/0IS2OvfSiXY/s320/sleigh+riding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daddy got a work out that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrPoeGVRaI/AAAAAAAAEXc/Fkgq3NnPDow/s1600-h/getting+a+lift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420873395675153826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrPoeGVRaI/AAAAAAAAEXc/Fkgq3NnPDow/s320/getting+a+lift.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture cracks me up! She was sitting behind a mountain of snow that had been piled up from shoveling. All you could see was her little head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrPnTeARqI/AAAAAAAAEXM/IlRU3A0Zu28/s1600-h/behind+mountain+of+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420873375641781922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrPnTeARqI/AAAAAAAAEXM/IlRU3A0Zu28/s320/behind+mountain+of+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this is getting comfy in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrPnBQkQ5I/AAAAAAAAEXE/Q5USISEzf1k/s1600-h/chilling+in+the+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420873370753581970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrPnBQkQ5I/AAAAAAAAEXE/Q5USISEzf1k/s320/chilling+in+the+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and two of his redheads all bundled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOnuDykqI/AAAAAAAAEW8/JLZ5CnDyhDg/s1600-h/sitting+in+the+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420872283267961506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOnuDykqI/AAAAAAAAEW8/JLZ5CnDyhDg/s320/sitting+in+the+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan offering daddy some much needed help shoveling the snow.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOnK1KFHI/AAAAAAAAEW0/SppvGc_BZ5A/s1600-h/daddy%27s+helper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420872273811346546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOnK1KFHI/AAAAAAAAEW0/SppvGc_BZ5A/s320/daddy%27s+helper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan was digging a hole to find the grass. She never did find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOm2nZKjI/AAAAAAAAEWs/SRL1nj01JR4/s1600-h/DSC_1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420872268384905778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOm2nZKjI/AAAAAAAAEWs/SRL1nj01JR4/s320/DSC_1719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew wasn't really that fond of all this snow. As you can see, it was up to his hips which meant he could barely walk at all! He got carried alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOmIccq6I/AAAAAAAAEWk/8yF0-vdFhmo/s1600-h/blizzard+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420872255990967202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOmIccq6I/AAAAAAAAEWk/8yF0-vdFhmo/s320/blizzard+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I much preferred them to look at the snow from this view rather than from outside in it. At least I didn't have to bundle, unbundle because we had to pee, and bundle again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOlqUWGHI/AAAAAAAAEWc/MUbhYQHeSdo/s1600-h/admiring+the+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420872247903918194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrOlqUWGHI/AAAAAAAAEWc/MUbhYQHeSdo/s320/admiring+the+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-7093150026175308864?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7093150026175308864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7093150026175308864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7093150026175308864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7093150026175308864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-month.html' title='What a month'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SzrRjdEjvNI/AAAAAAAAEX0/U5z6yQIs39g/s72-c/front+walk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5079398818318368256</id><published>2009-11-30T14:52:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:38:15.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgivings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent Thanksgiving Day with our Dear "Mom O" and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRFfUyl6NI/AAAAAAAAEV0/cy0KU_FRv3M/s1600/3+peas+in+a+pod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410025456837978322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRFfUyl6NI/AAAAAAAAEV0/cy0KU_FRv3M/s320/3+peas+in+a+pod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though not all the brothers and sisters were able to come, we still had a very full house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRFe47pcdI/AAAAAAAAEVs/ruFFMQzmWYw/s1600/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410025449359765970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRFe47pcdI/AAAAAAAAEVs/ruFFMQzmWYw/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410059109335806162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRkGKHTsNI/AAAAAAAAEWM/ChIKsT-i7aw/s320/DSC_1375.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Little Ben being his cute self. I can't believe he is gonna be a big brother in April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRFeRwVbbI/AAAAAAAAEVk/PDZbyblPJhk/s1600/cutie+pie+ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410025438843334066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRFeRwVbbI/AAAAAAAAEVk/PDZbyblPJhk/s320/cutie+pie+ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our four generations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410060345795446626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRlOISQh2I/AAAAAAAAEWU/5J3e5GeSbn8/s320/four+generations.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Scott and Drew goofing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRDxTvVxfI/AAAAAAAAEVU/tkbkNlmGzHQ/s1600/silly+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410023566770292210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRDxTvVxfI/AAAAAAAAEVU/tkbkNlmGzHQ/s320/silly+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boys were too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRDw_2feXI/AAAAAAAAEVM/HJ86Ch1Eta8/s1600/sleepy+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410023561431578994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRDw_2feXI/AAAAAAAAEVM/HJ86Ch1Eta8/s320/sleepy+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O n Saturday, we headed to Tony's grandparents in TN. It was a long day with no naps, but we had fun visiting with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRDwdpQYZI/AAAAAAAAEVE/Zv7kY0S2A48/s1600/DSC_1401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410023552249258386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRDwdpQYZI/AAAAAAAAEVE/Zv7kY0S2A48/s320/DSC_1401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan and Papaw Chris taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRDv_IfcnI/AAAAAAAAEU8/jYnDye8OMNA/s1600/raegan+and+her+buddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410023544058770034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRDv_IfcnI/AAAAAAAAEU8/jYnDye8OMNA/s320/raegan+and+her+buddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The most fun for the kids was the piles of leaves. Where in the world are Raegan and Drew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjggn7_vI/AAAAAAAAEU0/S58kle7vATo/s1600/where+are+raegan+and+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409988093799038706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjggn7_vI/AAAAAAAAEU0/S58kle7vATo/s320/where+are+raegan+and+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a sweet face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjgNyjDEI/AAAAAAAAEUs/IcY6QbcEIqg/s1600/silly+boy+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409988088743267394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjgNyjDEI/AAAAAAAAEUs/IcY6QbcEIqg/s320/silly+boy+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure who had more fun, me or the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjf97BwYI/AAAAAAAAEUk/4LFyEoXZeRE/s1600/having+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409988084483867010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjf97BwYI/AAAAAAAAEUk/4LFyEoXZeRE/s320/having+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leaf angels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjfQ4UyjI/AAAAAAAAEUc/jfMxdLIti0g/s1600/leaf+angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409988072392935986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjfQ4UyjI/AAAAAAAAEUc/jfMxdLIti0g/s320/leaf+angels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are they cloud gazing or just so tired they couldn't move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjemaAUtI/AAAAAAAAEUU/2QIwc639ASE/s1600/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409988060991476434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxQjemaAUtI/AAAAAAAAEUU/2QIwc639ASE/s320/tired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have so much to be thankful for this year... A roof over our head, a husband who still has a job, food in our pantry, and lots of family to love us. I am so thankful for my husband who works so hard to take care of us, and my sweet kids who always manage to make me smile. Happy Thanksgiving 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-5079398818318368256?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5079398818318368256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5079398818318368256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5079398818318368256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5079398818318368256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgivings.html' title='Thanksgivings'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SxRFfUyl6NI/AAAAAAAAEV0/cy0KU_FRv3M/s72-c/3+peas+in+a+pod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1505384937481412995</id><published>2009-11-16T18:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:38:39.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice makes perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To start this post off, I'm gonna show off my lovely pedicure that Raegan gave me. We have been working on her writing skills, and I decided that she needed other things to practice hand/eye coordination. This is just one of the ways we worked on it. I should have known this is what my toes would look like. After all, she isn't really fond of coloring in the lines. She started out doing pretty well, but quickly started adding more and more color... well, I think the picture is enough description.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404845844254987458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SwHeqMSQlMI/AAAAAAAAEUE/0v0eRDQpfB8/s320/pedicure+compliments+of+raegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Her skills are improving though. I wrote the first line, and she followed the dots on the second line. Not too bad for a 3 year old.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SwHepmRe4LI/AAAAAAAAET8/Z2sw2bo-iLE/s1600/writing+numbers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404845834051182770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SwHepmRe4LI/AAAAAAAAET8/Z2sw2bo-iLE/s320/writing+numbers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And next we have Drew. This little boy is so funny. We have recently taken his beloved pacifiers away from him during the day. He is only allowed to have them at naptime and bedtime. He has gotten sneaky though and we have to hide them once he gets up. Otherwise, this is usually what we find... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SwHepaaTsHI/AAAAAAAAET0/Plk5Ywz9kjU/s1600/hiding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404845830866972786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SwHepaaTsHI/AAAAAAAAET0/Plk5Ywz9kjU/s320/hiding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Him hiding with a hand full of paci's.  He has always loved having one in his mouth and one in each hand. BUSTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SwHeo91rKCI/AAAAAAAAETs/SiLQKvoJ51w/s1600/caught.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404845823197128738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SwHeo91rKCI/AAAAAAAAETs/SiLQKvoJ51w/s320/caught.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh well, we are still working on it!.&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/6942979614385161700-1505384937481412995?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1505384937481412995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1505384937481412995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1505384937481412995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1505384937481412995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/11/practice-makes-perfect.html' title='Practice makes perfect'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SwHeqMSQlMI/AAAAAAAAEUE/0v0eRDQpfB8/s72-c/pedicure+compliments+of+raegan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-9092357180665364978</id><published>2009-11-13T15:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:55:13.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping with chores</title><content type='html'>I always find it funny that our little guys always want to be doing whatever it is that Tony and I are doing. Whether it's folding laundry, sweeping the floors, cooking dinner, raking the leaves... whatever we do, they want to "help". It always takes a LOT longer to actually do these tasks with two little helpers, but it's way more fun. I happened to have my camera ready when Tony and his motley crew set to work raking, then mowing the fallen leaves in our back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G8YLfwPI/AAAAAAAAETc/6c89Ah-DDo8/s1600-h/mowing+with+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403693868499583218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G8YLfwPI/AAAAAAAAETc/6c89Ah-DDo8/s320/mowing+with+daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just like Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G74U71yI/AAAAAAAAETU/R70ruWp4dto/s1600-h/just+like+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403693859949238050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G74U71yI/AAAAAAAAETU/R70ruWp4dto/s320/just+like+daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G7SexHEI/AAAAAAAAETM/AMK8y87aAh0/s1600-h/helping+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403693849789930562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G7SexHEI/AAAAAAAAETM/AMK8y87aAh0/s320/helping+out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G7Fp5FaI/AAAAAAAAETE/EWHZzaE7qfg/s1600-h/daddy%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403693846346929570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G7Fp5FaI/AAAAAAAAETE/EWHZzaE7qfg/s320/daddy%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And you've gotta love the Dennis the Menace look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G6mV2goI/AAAAAAAAES8/3MkoN9vgrj0/s1600-h/dennis+the+menace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403693837941375618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G6mV2goI/AAAAAAAAES8/3MkoN9vgrj0/s320/dennis+the+menace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-9092357180665364978?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/9092357180665364978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=9092357180665364978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/9092357180665364978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/9092357180665364978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/11/helping-with-chores.html' title='Helping with chores'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sv3G8YLfwPI/AAAAAAAAETc/6c89Ah-DDo8/s72-c/mowing+with+daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7049017911862331878</id><published>2009-11-09T16:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:10:04.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys</title><content type='html'>I found Drew doing some reading the other day, and couldn't resist taking a picture.  He is such a silly little boy these days.  You never know what he will do next.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviSXBEvIwI/AAAAAAAAESk/Sr-LetcCPmw/s1600-h/little+reaading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228677153858306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviSXBEvIwI/AAAAAAAAESk/Sr-LetcCPmw/s320/little+reaading.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hiding after he had been caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviSWqznuMI/AAAAAAAAESc/qRAjJ_K5lho/s1600-h/caught.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228671176489154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviSWqznuMI/AAAAAAAAESc/qRAjJ_K5lho/s320/caught.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the crossed knee.  He was just relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviSWYk5hyI/AAAAAAAAESU/iCzug0QsduA/s1600-h/chilaxin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228666282903330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviSWYk5hyI/AAAAAAAAESU/iCzug0QsduA/s320/chilaxin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is such a sweet boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviSV6mis6I/AAAAAAAAESM/7CCyBIEmTpg/s1600-h/resting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228658236732322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviSV6mis6I/AAAAAAAAESM/7CCyBIEmTpg/s320/resting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture (although a little blurry) just screams DREW! This is his personality shining through.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQLZO78OI/AAAAAAAAESE/6Hs9srNSW7g/s1600-h/wow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226278457405666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQLZO78OI/AAAAAAAAESE/6Hs9srNSW7g/s320/wow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew has always loved cars and truck.  When he plays with them, he just zones out.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQK2orMJI/AAAAAAAAER8/asl92eL4tSU/s1600-h/doing+his+thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226269170118802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQK2orMJI/AAAAAAAAER8/asl92eL4tSU/s320/doing+his+thing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is very methodical about lining them up and then pushing them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQKAjoywI/AAAAAAAAER0/JJFWJINpZmI/s1600-h/loves+trucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226254653475586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQKAjoywI/AAAAAAAAER0/JJFWJINpZmI/s320/loves+trucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course watching them roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQJqG9E2I/AAAAAAAAERs/ktPSwU-QnUY/s1600-h/watching+it+roll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226248627589986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQJqG9E2I/AAAAAAAAERs/ktPSwU-QnUY/s320/watching+it+roll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQJbj7tuI/AAAAAAAAERk/kcgezxtiKzQ/s1600-h/silly+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402226244722603746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviQJbj7tuI/AAAAAAAAERk/kcgezxtiKzQ/s320/silly+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-7049017911862331878?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7049017911862331878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7049017911862331878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7049017911862331878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7049017911862331878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/11/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be boys'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SviSXBEvIwI/AAAAAAAAESk/Sr-LetcCPmw/s72-c/little+reaading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-353281884340166294</id><published>2009-10-29T22:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:18:57.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Raegan had her first preschool party today. As you can see, it was a Halloween party and they got to dress up in their costumes and go "trick-r-treating" in the upstairs classrooms of the church. Raegan was dressed as none other than Cinderella, and she had a great time.  Here is her preschool class all dressed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SupLu8MYDuI/AAAAAAAAERc/z-W0Cotr384/s1600-h/class+and+teachers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398210373161062114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SupLu8MYDuI/AAAAAAAAERc/z-W0Cotr384/s320/class+and+teachers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had some crown issues, but she thought it looked best right on her forehead... to each her own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SupLucad6UI/AAAAAAAAERU/FfFrX7wxcPw/s1600-h/princess+or+queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398210364630231362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SupLucad6UI/AAAAAAAAERU/FfFrX7wxcPw/s320/princess+or+queen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was aggravated by Hannah "Tinkerbell's" wings because they kept hitting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SupLuM2gLwI/AAAAAAAAERM/IMiTUgk1Irc/s1600-h/nice+crown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398210360452853506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SupLuM2gLwI/AAAAAAAAERM/IMiTUgk1Irc/s320/nice+crown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this preschool just as much as she does.  It has been so much fun and they get to do such cute things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SupLtiIUvvI/AAAAAAAAERE/4ehSk64f-mI/s1600-h/preschool+party+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398210348984876786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SupLtiIUvvI/AAAAAAAAERE/4ehSk64f-mI/s320/preschool+party+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-353281884340166294?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/353281884340166294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=353281884340166294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/353281884340166294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/353281884340166294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/10/preschool-party.html' title='Preschool party'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SupLu8MYDuI/AAAAAAAAERc/z-W0Cotr384/s72-c/class+and+teachers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5536112808581286461</id><published>2009-10-23T10:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:07:18.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My little performer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Drew has recently discovered that he can sing.  He has always loved music and tried to sing, but something just clicked last week.  Now he can sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, The ABC's, Wheels on the Bus... the list goes on and on.  Here is a little clip of him singing Twinkle Twinkle and trying to sing My God is so Big.  He is very entertaining and SO cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-37c5e7d7dd3f63f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D037c5e7d7dd3f63f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330397693%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBF86A8190E41C577174A7C15ECE04C41870876A.6AF803B47395F3A8CA6D7E58E584327BD7A99805%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37c5e7d7dd3f63f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5Qr8HmvJqTnDCqqlyxTPb07kbh0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D037c5e7d7dd3f63f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330397693%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBF86A8190E41C577174A7C15ECE04C41870876A.6AF803B47395F3A8CA6D7E58E584327BD7A99805%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37c5e7d7dd3f63f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5Qr8HmvJqTnDCqqlyxTPb07kbh0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-5536112808581286461?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5536112808581286461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5536112808581286461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5536112808581286461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5536112808581286461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-performer.html' title='My little performer'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7086230903832030323</id><published>2009-10-19T17:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:11:03.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts and Crafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I forgot how the cold weather brings out the arts and crafts more often than in the summer months when we spend most our free time outside. We did spend some time outside today collecting some lovely fall leaves and twigs to make a collage.  My dining room table looked like this for about two hours, and I'm still scrubbing at the glue spots, but we had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Stzcs-5o9aI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/mgboQ4coLGU/s1600-h/arts+and+crafts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394429119040124322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Stzcs-5o9aI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/mgboQ4coLGU/s320/arts+and+crafts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StzcsTTYFnI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/HcdzYfLTPbw/s1600-h/spiders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394429107336910450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StzcsTTYFnI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/HcdzYfLTPbw/s320/spiders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan's abstract leaf collage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StzcrxdmOgI/AAAAAAAAEQs/2iSlc-okei0/s1600-h/fall+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394429098252974594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StzcrxdmOgI/AAAAAAAAEQs/2iSlc-okei0/s320/fall+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My more traditional approach... yes, I have just as much fun as my kids do at these little projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StzcrIoECGI/AAAAAAAAEQk/OHt2-1CZCuo/s1600-h/mama%27s+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394429087291017314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StzcrIoECGI/AAAAAAAAEQk/OHt2-1CZCuo/s320/mama%27s+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew didn't get to participate today since he took a 3 hour nap, but I'm sure he will be ready to make a mess in the near future.&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/6942979614385161700-7086230903832030323?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7086230903832030323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7086230903832030323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7086230903832030323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7086230903832030323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/10/arts-and-crafts.html' title='Arts and Crafts'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Stzcs-5o9aI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/mgboQ4coLGU/s72-c/arts+and+crafts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8422260961437707154</id><published>2009-10-17T22:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:35:20.318-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hokie game tea party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tonight, the Butchers came over to watch the Hokies play a little football. Raegan has been looking forward to Annie and Ellie's visit all day, and spent most of the afternoon running to the front door saying "I think they are here... oh man, that was somebody else" While the grown ups watched the terrible football game, the kids entertained themselves with more important things than football.  Like putting on the all important "eye black" like the players wear.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Stp-G71InkI/AAAAAAAAEQc/vSDL-u95yeQ/s1600-h/eye+patches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393762161334459970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Stp-G71InkI/AAAAAAAAEQc/vSDL-u95yeQ/s320/eye+patches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having the all important popsicle break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Stp-GaT-EPI/AAAAAAAAEQU/4b3E2Yz_O3g/s1600-h/popsicle+break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393762152336986354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Stp-GaT-EPI/AAAAAAAAEQU/4b3E2Yz_O3g/s320/popsicle+break.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Or having a half time tea party.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393762144735366690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Stp-F9_mjiI/AAAAAAAAEQM/o9ljl_QhASk/s320/tea+parties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They had so much fun, and Raegan is already asking when we get to do it again.  Who really wants to watch football anyway.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8422260961437707154?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8422260961437707154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8422260961437707154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8422260961437707154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8422260961437707154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/10/hokie-game-tea-party.html' title='Hokie game tea party'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Stp-G71InkI/AAAAAAAAEQc/vSDL-u95yeQ/s72-c/eye+patches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1848927893904889789</id><published>2009-10-16T16:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:47:12.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Role play</title><content type='html'>I'm just wondering if this is a glimpse into my kids futures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chef Raegan?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StjaSyfLg1I/AAAAAAAAEQE/uc3Zk4vM5Lo/s1600-h/chef+raegan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393300570101220178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StjaSyfLg1I/AAAAAAAAEQE/uc3Zk4vM5Lo/s320/chef+raegan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dr Roop?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StjaSCk3QfI/AAAAAAAAEP8/VaCq8NW71zU/s1600-h/dr+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393300557240156658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StjaSCk3QfI/AAAAAAAAEP8/VaCq8NW71zU/s320/dr+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Only time will tell :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-1848927893904889789?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1848927893904889789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1848927893904889789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1848927893904889789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1848927893904889789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/10/role-play.html' title='Role play'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/StjaSyfLg1I/AAAAAAAAEQE/uc3Zk4vM5Lo/s72-c/chef+raegan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-6661349747625777153</id><published>2009-10-11T17:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:34:39.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corn Maze</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we decided to try out the local corn maze with Nana and Grandad and our friends the Kidds.  They offered hay rides, horshoes, pony rides, bouncers, and of course the Maze.  Nobody was brave enough to ride the pony, but Raegan loved holding the little rabbits.  She kept saying, "I sure wish I had a little bunny like this at my house".  The kids (and the grown-ups) all had a great time, so here is a little slide show to highlight our trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5445334f4445344d54673d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Corn Maze 2009" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5445334f4445344d54673d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-6661349747625777153?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/6661349747625777153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=6661349747625777153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/6661349747625777153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/6661349747625777153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/10/corn-maze.html' title='Corn Maze'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-4782575399032889608</id><published>2009-09-17T14:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:23:52.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Drew doesn't get to use markers very often</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This little boy is known for the messes he can make.  I'm gonna have to blame myself for this one (well at least partially)  I usually keep a close watch whenever my kids get to use markers instead of crayons.  I was distracted by an important phone call, and after realizing that my kids had been very quiet for more than 2 minutes, I looked up to see what was going on.  This is what I found.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SrJ9uHAahVI/AAAAAAAAEP0/gISaBh_3_mc/s1600-h/art+project+gone+wrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382502735769404754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SrJ9uHAahVI/AAAAAAAAEP0/gISaBh_3_mc/s320/art+project+gone+wrong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It took a couple of days for his hand to return to its original color.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SrJ9tkFEg8I/AAAAAAAAEPs/uGUrLYznJ4k/s1600-h/green+arm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382502726393693122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SrJ9tkFEg8I/AAAAAAAAEPs/uGUrLYznJ4k/s320/green+arm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure if you can see the pink on his back, but that was Raegan wanting to join in the fun.  Of course she would never color on herself (as that would be messy) but she jumped at the chance to make Drew her art project of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SrJ9tAAJ1HI/AAAAAAAAEPk/j1ttE_JgIPg/s1600-h/pink+on+the+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382502716709393522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SrJ9tAAJ1HI/AAAAAAAAEPk/j1ttE_JgIPg/s320/pink+on+the+back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, the joys of motherhood!&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/6942979614385161700-4782575399032889608?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/4782575399032889608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=4782575399032889608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4782575399032889608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/4782575399032889608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-drew-doesnt-get-to-use-markers-very.html' title='Why Drew doesn&apos;t get to use markers very often'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SrJ9uHAahVI/AAAAAAAAEP0/gISaBh_3_mc/s72-c/art+project+gone+wrong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-2502731843637054922</id><published>2009-09-15T13:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:38:59.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old time fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend, we visited my Uncle Darrell's little cabin in Haysi, VA. He built this cabin on the land that my grandmother and my mother's families were raised. This place is built on the top of a mountain and the road was a little treacherous to drive on. The view was spectacular... unfortunately I didn't think to take a picture of that. Almost all of my mom's brothers and sisters were there and my grandmother (who is 95) and her sister Vivian (who is also in her 90's) were both there. My kids provided the entertainment for the adults and we all had a great time. I love getting together with family! Enjoy the pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_cHWWzKhI/AAAAAAAAEPM/fxraKzU0Kyc/s1600-h/darrels+cabin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381762098549434898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_cHWWzKhI/AAAAAAAAEPM/fxraKzU0Kyc/s320/darrels+cabin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan spent most of the time jumping off the porch.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381765226753363538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_e9b0vDlI/AAAAAAAAEPc/UrDz67nlM2U/s320/jumping+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381765218534784930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_e89NRf6I/AAAAAAAAEPU/juS3ZZ4Leg0/s320/jumping+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Drew practicing his happy face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_cGs7naRI/AAAAAAAAEPE/4PS7Dp5MVPg/s1600-h/happy+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381762087429564690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_cGs7naRI/AAAAAAAAEPE/4PS7Dp5MVPg/s320/happy+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His sad face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_cGIP94vI/AAAAAAAAEO8/88pnMiwzZLY/s1600-h/sad+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381762077582811890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_cGIP94vI/AAAAAAAAEO8/88pnMiwzZLY/s320/sad+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And his SUPER sad face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_cFk13mpI/AAAAAAAAEO0/KByiHcAWBp4/s1600-h/super+sad+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381762068078107282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_cFk13mpI/AAAAAAAAEO0/KByiHcAWBp4/s320/super+sad+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how my little man walks all the time. It reminds me of an old man just soaking it all in, only Drew is usually going at warp speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a7g0tbhI/AAAAAAAAEOs/3yLgjwLuoBc/s1600-h/little+boy+walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381760795689184786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a7g0tbhI/AAAAAAAAEOs/3yLgjwLuoBc/s320/little+boy+walk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They actually took a sweet picture together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a7MweonI/AAAAAAAAEOk/Ds_XaV4hcMg/s1600-h/together+and+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381760790302728818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a7MweonI/AAAAAAAAEOk/Ds_XaV4hcMg/s320/together+and+cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew and Grandad having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a6rIQBkI/AAAAAAAAEOc/GUHnxcUpewg/s1600-h/playing+with+grandad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381760781275629122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a6rIQBkI/AAAAAAAAEOc/GUHnxcUpewg/s320/playing+with+grandad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew riding Doot's horsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a57PS-AI/AAAAAAAAEOU/U2IhyJ68ots/s1600-h/Drew+riding+doots+horsey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381760768420280322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a57PS-AI/AAAAAAAAEOU/U2IhyJ68ots/s320/Drew+riding+doots+horsey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet grandma, "Mom O" who Raegan still calls "Aunt Mo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a5K2JLqI/AAAAAAAAEOM/EgPnuSlTUag/s1600-h/dear+aunt+mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381760755429879458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_a5K2JLqI/AAAAAAAAEOM/EgPnuSlTUag/s320/dear+aunt+mo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew spent a lot of time in the dirt and Raegan spent a lot of time washing her hands so she wouldn't get too dirty... typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZWujYCOI/AAAAAAAAEOE/vkHZb9ALNG0/s1600-h/dirty+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381759064207788258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZWujYCOI/AAAAAAAAEOE/vkHZb9ALNG0/s320/dirty+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another sweet picture of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZV4KzXKI/AAAAAAAAEN8/b8E1RUXvioI/s1600-h/climbing+on+a+log.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381759049609206946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZV4KzXKI/AAAAAAAAEN8/b8E1RUXvioI/s320/climbing+on+a+log.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 90 something great Aunt Vivian helping Drew drink a little lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZVdbM8GI/AAAAAAAAEN0/YS7_aTyrvTo/s1600-h/aunt+viv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381759042430234722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZVdbM8GI/AAAAAAAAEN0/YS7_aTyrvTo/s320/aunt+viv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Ken, Drew, Raegan and Aunt Viv just hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZU0ZUQ5I/AAAAAAAAENs/9oY7QgleLBM/s1600-h/big+stuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381759031416472466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZU0ZUQ5I/AAAAAAAAENs/9oY7QgleLBM/s320/big+stuff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan got to help nana crack some walnuts. Thankfully, the walnuts were the only thing that got cracked. I questioned nana's sanity when she willingly sat with Raegan and a hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZUXmGNuI/AAAAAAAAENk/MRj96KVZoKE/s1600-h/cracking+walnuts+with+nana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381759023685449442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_ZUXmGNuI/AAAAAAAAENk/MRj96KVZoKE/s320/cracking+walnuts+with+nana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-2502731843637054922?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/2502731843637054922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=2502731843637054922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2502731843637054922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2502731843637054922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/09/old-time-fun.html' title='Old time fun'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sq_cHWWzKhI/AAAAAAAAEPM/fxraKzU0Kyc/s72-c/darrels+cabin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1991733478946652659</id><published>2009-09-08T16:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:59:26.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Raegan's first day of preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Raegan has been so excited for her first day of preschool to come, and today she finally got to go. I was afraid that she would cry, or worse be scared that I wasn't there. In reality, she had a blast. She gave me a kiss goodbye and said "see you in a little while mom". I, on the other hand shed a few tears last night AND today. It's just hard for me to believe that my baby is 3 years old and is grown up enough to want to go to preschool. I've debated on sending her this year or just teaching her at home. She was so excited about the idea of going to school with other kids, so we decided to give it a try.  I just wish there was a pause button so I could keep my kids little for just a little longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbEPA0Eh-I/AAAAAAAAENc/-ZVIdKzpGXM/s1600-h/love+that+crooked+grin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379202567136118754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbEPA0Eh-I/AAAAAAAAENc/-ZVIdKzpGXM/s320/love+that+crooked+grin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Drew was so excited because he thought he was going to preschool too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbEOhwq9MI/AAAAAAAAENU/-q8YjNdk96Y/s1600-h/he+was+excited+at+first.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379202558800360642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbEOhwq9MI/AAAAAAAAENU/-q8YjNdk96Y/s320/he+was+excited+at+first.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbEOEGhhGI/AAAAAAAAENM/1NdSNZ8jyOM/s1600-h/so+excited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379202550838953058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbEOEGhhGI/AAAAAAAAENM/1NdSNZ8jyOM/s320/so+excited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew wanted a first day of school picture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbENhkJo_I/AAAAAAAAENE/jBGb-toH0Hk/s1600-h/Drew%27s+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379202541567976434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbENhkJo_I/AAAAAAAAENE/jBGb-toH0Hk/s320/Drew%27s+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbENGdKnbI/AAAAAAAAEM8/ZgMo2-i7gpY/s1600-h/lets+go+already.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379202534290922930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbENGdKnbI/AAAAAAAAEM8/ZgMo2-i7gpY/s320/lets+go+already.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan was saying "Drew, come give me a hug before I go.  I'll be so sad without a hug from you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbDcAfOZsI/AAAAAAAAEM0/tTbagQf8_TQ/s1600-h/Drew+give+me+a+hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379201690875356866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbDcAfOZsI/AAAAAAAAEM0/tTbagQf8_TQ/s320/Drew+give+me+a+hug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But, sad she was not.  She walked straight in and barely looked back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbDbsKqCYI/AAAAAAAAEMs/bjPrHtctYCo/s1600-h/DSC_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379201685420378498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbDbsKqCYI/AAAAAAAAEMs/bjPrHtctYCo/s320/DSC_0287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the teacher's aid, Ms. Terry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbDbKtDvLI/AAAAAAAAEMk/PjPKmQqCaMM/s1600-h/DSC_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379201676437863602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbDbKtDvLI/AAAAAAAAEMk/PjPKmQqCaMM/s320/DSC_0289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Raegan's Teacher, Ms. Lou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbDapIdRFI/AAAAAAAAEMc/Et-NTeWXE6E/s1600-h/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379201667425977426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbDapIdRFI/AAAAAAAAEMc/Et-NTeWXE6E/s320/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I picked her up, she said she had a great time at preschool and wanted to know when she could go back.  I just hope that this will last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-1991733478946652659?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1991733478946652659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1991733478946652659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1991733478946652659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1991733478946652659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/09/raegans-first-day-of-preschool.html' title='Raegan&apos;s first day of preschool'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SqbEPA0Eh-I/AAAAAAAAENc/-ZVIdKzpGXM/s72-c/love+that+crooked+grin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-2097874035480180917</id><published>2009-08-23T23:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:48:55.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of buddies</title><content type='html'>I've been slack to say the least about my blog lately. It seems like our weekdays are full, and our weekends are even fuller. I've had loads of pictures to go through and am finally making some progress. To please those of you who are going through Roop Group blogging withdrawals, here are some precious pictures of my kids. It seems like wherever you find one of my kids these days, you will find the other close by. That doesn't mean they are always as loving as these next pictures will show, but they have their moments. I found these two one morning after breakfast.  As I was cleaning up the breakfast dishes, they got really quiet... which usually means trouble.  This time however they were simply sitting together in these little totes feeding their babies.  Aside from the mess they made when dumping out the toys stored in the totes, this was very sweet.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpIMQUDDVJI/AAAAAAAAEMU/9sHCYzhsPGw/s1600-h/whats+the+problem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373370779805373586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpIMQUDDVJI/AAAAAAAAEMU/9sHCYzhsPGw/s320/whats+the+problem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpIMP6RuiiI/AAAAAAAAEMM/OyYIFCjmwNc/s1600-h/what%27s+she+doing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373370772887603746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpIMP6RuiiI/AAAAAAAAEMM/OyYIFCjmwNc/s320/what%27s+she+doing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew acting embarrassed :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILw7nPJ4I/AAAAAAAAEME/2fJvHkg7yOg/s1600-h/feeding+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373370240670312322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILw7nPJ4I/AAAAAAAAEME/2fJvHkg7yOg/s320/feeding+babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILwbFcC8I/AAAAAAAAEL8/YABgDSybsV4/s1600-h/big+deal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373370231938616258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILwbFcC8I/AAAAAAAAEL8/YABgDSybsV4/s320/big+deal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew LOVES to be read to, and lucky for him Raegan loves to read... or at least tell the story that the pictures seem to tell. But since Drew can't read either, he doesn't seem to mind her "Cliff's notes" versions. Here the two are snuggled up on the couch reading a Christmas book.  (Hey we still sing Christmas songs too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILv_d30fI/AAAAAAAAEL0/z-cRMQjegAc/s1600-h/loving+his+sister%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373370224524906994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILv_d30fI/AAAAAAAAEL0/z-cRMQjegAc/s320/loving+his+sister%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILvavmWnI/AAAAAAAAELs/sM52MaFFy84/s1600-h/reading+to+little+brother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373370214667147890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILvavmWnI/AAAAAAAAELs/sM52MaFFy84/s320/reading+to+little+brother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my little wet heads after bath one night.  How do you like Drew's Fo-hawk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILuzyjkBI/AAAAAAAAELk/gMyIUBQ4or0/s1600-h/wet+heads+after+bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373370204210565138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpILuzyjkBI/AAAAAAAAELk/gMyIUBQ4or0/s320/wet+heads+after+bath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't worry, I'll do better at posting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(at least I'll try)&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/6942979614385161700-2097874035480180917?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/2097874035480180917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=2097874035480180917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2097874035480180917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/2097874035480180917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-of-buddies.html' title='Best of buddies'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SpIMQUDDVJI/AAAAAAAAEMU/9sHCYzhsPGw/s72-c/whats+the+problem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8736564964874929491</id><published>2009-08-19T10:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:58:43.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Raegan's version of Jesus's Birth</title><content type='html'>This morning Raegan was "reading" the story of Jesus birth for a little pop-up book to Drew and I just had to share it.  Her version is hilarious.  I will be sure to provide interpretations, but I'm pretty sure if you know the story you can figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A boy and his Grandma (that would be Joseph and Mary) were riding a horse to a new hill. (Bethlehem is on a hill in the book)  All the people said, you can only sleep with the cows over there. (there was no room for them in the inn) Then a fairy came and said hi to the sheeps. (the angel appeared to the shepherds and their sheep) Then the boys (wise men) rode camels and looked at a pretty star in the sky.  All the boys and girls and animals were happy and kept looking in the box (mary and joseph and all the animals are smiling at baby Jesus in the manger).  The fairies (angels) came back and brought a star and the grandma (Mary) was holding Jesus and the cows and the boys (wise men) were all happy.  The end!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got the point of the story, but I could hardly contain my laughter at her interpretation.  I'm not sure why poor Mary had to be a Grandma and Joseph got to be a boy.  We've got a little work to do on working out the details, like Angels are NOT fairies.  But for now, I'm gonna enjoy her 3 year old version.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8736564964874929491?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8736564964874929491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8736564964874929491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8736564964874929491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8736564964874929491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/08/raegans-version-of-jesuss-birth.html' title='Raegan&apos;s version of Jesus&apos;s Birth'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-993694340336853303</id><published>2009-08-18T10:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:58:25.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Beach Trip 2009 (41 photos), by Amy Roop</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1MDYwNzQ3MzgxMiZwdD*xMjUwNjA3NTAwNDY4JnA9NjUxMzIxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*1Yzk2MjE4MTY1ZGU*ZDlmYmEwZTRhNDUxNTMzNDI1ZiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www2.snapfish.com/fbshareredirect/p=637181250607473073/l=3498052008/g=51019004/redirectURL=share/otsi=SALBBL/AlbumID=1764278008/a=51019004_51019004/usercomments=I_xqd%20like%20to%20share%20my%20Snapfish%20photos%20with%20you.%20Once%20you%20have%20checked%20out%20my%20photos%20you%20can%20order%20prints%20and%20upload%20your%20own%20photos%20to%20share./counttext=41%20photos/COBRAND_NAME=snapfish/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www2.snapfish.com/getimagetnurl/AlbumID=1764278008/a=51019004_51019004/'/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://www2.snapfish.com/fbshareredirect/p=637181250607473073/l=3498052008/g=51019004/redirectURL=share/otsi=SALBBL/AlbumID=1764278008/a=51019004_51019004/usercomments=I_xqd%20like%20to%20share%20my%20Snapfish%20photos%20with%20you.%20Once%20you%20have%20checked%20out%20my%20photos%20you%20can%20order%20prints%20and%20upload%20your%20own%20photos%20to%20share./counttext=41%20photos/COBRAND_NAME=snapfish/'&gt;I'd like to share my Snapfish photos with you. Once you have checked out my photos you can order prints and upload your own photos to share.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-993694340336853303?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/993694340336853303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=993694340336853303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/993694340336853303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/993694340336853303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-beach-trip-2009-41-photos-by-amy.html' title='Family Beach Trip 2009 (41 photos), by Amy Roop'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1523907810796796402</id><published>2009-07-21T14:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:37:46.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One way I keep up with my kids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every month or so, I take the car seats out of our vehicle and clean them up. It always motivates me to clean my car AND gives me a really good excuse for this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SmYJEaQYn9I/AAAAAAAAEKs/EpGUPX2xiOc/s1600-h/watching+tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360982377803325394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SmYJEaQYn9I/AAAAAAAAEKs/EpGUPX2xiOc/s320/watching+tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, the covers have to be washed, and in order to get them back together properly we have to do an adjustment of straps/trial run before they are placed back in the car.  They (and I) got a big kick out of sitting in there car seats in the living room.  Drew is currently not a fan of pictures for some reason.  Maybe he is starting to take after his daddy :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SmYJD0o7duI/AAAAAAAAEKk/u0w6agPeYXo/s1600-h/not+a+fan+of+pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360982367705724642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SmYJD0o7duI/AAAAAAAAEKk/u0w6agPeYXo/s320/not+a+fan+of+pictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan, on the other hand is always willing to turn on her cheesy grin and work the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SmYJDYdwZoI/AAAAAAAAEKc/vX35Vemr-v4/s1600-h/always+ready+for+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360982360142669442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SmYJDYdwZoI/AAAAAAAAEKc/vX35Vemr-v4/s320/always+ready+for+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those 5 minutes they sat still in these chairs I actually knew where they both were and that they weren't getting into any trouble.  I wish I could say the same for the other 11 hours and 55 minutes that they are awake during the day! &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/6942979614385161700-1523907810796796402?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1523907810796796402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1523907810796796402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1523907810796796402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1523907810796796402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-way-i-keep-up-with-my-kids.html' title='One way I keep up with my kids...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SmYJEaQYn9I/AAAAAAAAEKs/EpGUPX2xiOc/s72-c/watching+tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7655042757933600308</id><published>2009-07-14T22:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:23:08.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzz cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few before pictures to let you see how moppy Drew had been looking.  I've had to trim his bangs, over his ears and behind his neck twice.  Finally, I said let's just take him to Chunky (Janet is her real name, but she is Sonya's mom and she cuts our hair).  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07Jg-zOBI/AAAAAAAAEKE/_BaDwBVTFpQ/s1600-h/before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504166298957842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07Jg-zOBI/AAAAAAAAEKE/_BaDwBVTFpQ/s320/before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, he doesn't have a bloody nose, he just likes to stick things in his nose. I just love this one with those two front teeth shining. He finally has 8 teeth now, but wouldn't you know that some in the back came in before the side front teeth.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07JDRcFDI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/YShZWAlS-do/s1600-h/favorite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504158324069426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07JDRcFDI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/YShZWAlS-do/s320/favorite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proof of the previously mentioned fascination with his nose.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504632885780114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07krJxHpI/AAAAAAAAEKM/wPwCsfXxq_g/s320/before+issues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It always amazes me how much a haircut transforms them. This is MUCH shorter than his first real haircut, but he looks so cute!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504641606027682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07lLo1iaI/AAAAAAAAEKU/yZm99rFuKS8/s320/after+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He is also practicing his spoon skills since he is finally eating things other than baby food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07Iig3qRI/AAAAAAAAEJs/XPDOJ5Hvn3U/s1600-h/after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504149530421522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07Iig3qRI/AAAAAAAAEJs/XPDOJ5Hvn3U/s320/after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And if one picture of something up his nose wasn't enough, here is another to emphasize the point of his fascination.  Seriously, I've found mini M &amp;amp; M's, pieces of cracker and pieces of ripped up tissues up his nose.  Thankfully, I've been able to retrieve all of these items with no harm.  I am however preparing myself for a trip to the ER though.  After all, he is only 19 months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07ISdHgoI/AAAAAAAAEJk/j9b7d_9-BdA/s1600-h/after+best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504145219715714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07ISdHgoI/AAAAAAAAEJk/j9b7d_9-BdA/s320/after+best.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6942979614385161700-7655042757933600308?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7655042757933600308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7655042757933600308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7655042757933600308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7655042757933600308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/07/buzz-cut.html' title='Buzz cut'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Sl07Jg-zOBI/AAAAAAAAEKE/_BaDwBVTFpQ/s72-c/before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7680377933832063534</id><published>2009-07-13T08:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:04:06.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I've been a slacker mom and didn't even post the birthday pictures from Raegan's 3rd birthday. She turned 3 on July 5th, however, we aren't having a party until July 24th. Maybe I just mentally decided her actual birthday wasn't until then. Anyway, we did have an mini celebration at Nana and Grandad's for her. It was a Sunday, so we had lunch after church with our friends Lisa, Michael, Ryan and Jenna Kidd. Raegan got to open a couple of small gifts, and eat Cinderella cakes that Lisa had made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsqQNGItiI/AAAAAAAAEJU/ztNsxEN0_nY/s1600-h/birthday+cake!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357922639569008162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsqQNGItiI/AAAAAAAAEJU/ztNsxEN0_nY/s320/birthday+cake!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a second to pose with Mama and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsqPtXjSoI/AAAAAAAAEJM/nWHmlAR6QDQ/s1600-h/family+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357922631052118658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsqPtXjSoI/AAAAAAAAEJM/nWHmlAR6QDQ/s320/family+shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan sharing her cake with Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsqPWuARgI/AAAAAAAAEJE/9HTBwKMaY3Y/s1600-h/sharing+with+ryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357922624972277250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsqPWuARgI/AAAAAAAAEJE/9HTBwKMaY3Y/s320/sharing+with+ryan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lisa worked so hard on these little cakes, and Raegan just loved them. (I did too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsqOweikJI/AAAAAAAAEI8/MihBhZNTmBs/s1600-h/cinderella+cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357922614706868370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsqOweikJI/AAAAAAAAEI8/MihBhZNTmBs/s320/cinderella+cakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was saying "WOW, these are for me?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspWDmoR7I/AAAAAAAAEIw/TMD9gJ6O07M/s1600-h/WOW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357921640588527538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspWDmoR7I/AAAAAAAAEIw/TMD9gJ6O07M/s320/WOW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little fun chasing Drew in the yard after we ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspVgpVMWI/AAAAAAAAEIk/iEROvmOMuEE/s1600-h/gonna+get+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357921631204618594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspVgpVMWI/AAAAAAAAEIk/iEROvmOMuEE/s320/gonna+get+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of her gifts she got to open, and she wore it the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspVIfgovI/AAAAAAAAEIY/9SpgdfCSpDo/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357921624720974578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspVIfgovI/AAAAAAAAEIY/9SpgdfCSpDo/s320/princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew picking some flowers... how sweet is this?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357927973726601458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsvGsYaQPI/AAAAAAAAEJc/A_Gmrtyn6q8/s320/picking+flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I thought this was so sweet of her and my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspU0FponI/AAAAAAAAEIM/1yBhjJ5waBU/s1600-h/grandad%27s+sweetheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357921619243803250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspU0FponI/AAAAAAAAEIM/1yBhjJ5waBU/s320/grandad%27s+sweetheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspUSEnmzI/AAAAAAAAEIA/MBLMldZttlM/s1600-h/mama+getting+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357921610112670514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlspUSEnmzI/AAAAAAAAEIA/MBLMldZttlM/s320/mama+getting+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What sucker??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsodEck1QI/AAAAAAAAEH4/9FQxIKNeUGc/s1600-h/what+sucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357920661562250498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsodEck1QI/AAAAAAAAEH4/9FQxIKNeUGc/s320/what+sucker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These last few were taken in the church parking lot after church. Drew found the only water puddle and of course stomped around in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Slsoc6Tsa2I/AAAAAAAAEHw/RHz0GUj08ws/s1600-h/only+water+puddle+in+the+lot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357920658840644450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Slsoc6Tsa2I/AAAAAAAAEHw/RHz0GUj08ws/s320/only+water+puddle+in+the+lot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Annie and Ellie Butcher wanted Raegan to have their old tricycle, so here she and Drew are trying it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsocKHw01I/AAAAAAAAEHg/mmLwWgnNEb8/s1600-h/riding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357920645905699666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsocKHw01I/AAAAAAAAEHg/mmLwWgnNEb8/s320/riding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was so proud of herself for riding all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsobmnTn0I/AAAAAAAAEHY/AOlOneuPVos/s1600-h/so+proud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357920636374327106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsobmnTn0I/AAAAAAAAEHY/AOlOneuPVos/s320/so+proud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew was chasing her on the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357920652185210994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Slsochg6kHI/AAAAAAAAEHo/C2CPGoJE540/s320/here+i+come.jpg" border="0" /&gt; She had a fun little birthday, but I still can't believe my baby is THREE!!!!  Time flies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-7680377933832063534?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7680377933832063534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7680377933832063534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7680377933832063534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7680377933832063534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/07/shes-3.html' title='She&apos;s 3'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlsqQNGItiI/AAAAAAAAEJU/ztNsxEN0_nY/s72-c/birthday+cake!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-807390566934134568</id><published>2009-07-07T21:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:08:35.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Roops spent the 4th of July at the museum eating BBQ, roasted corn on the cob, and funnel cakes and drinking lots of fresh squeezed lemonade. We participated in a few games, sampled homemade apple butter, and watched some folks pretend to fight a battle. It was a fun filled day, and after a quick nap for the kids we headed back out to the Tazewell celebration which offered bouncers for the kids and fireworks to end the day. It was a very long day, but we had so much fun. Neither of the kids actually watched the fireworks, but instead covered their ears and eyes. Somehow, when it was all over Raegan says "I loved the fireworks, they were great. A little too loud, but it was great!" I wasn't even aware that she saw them. Since there was a little rainy weather that evening, no pictures were actually taken of the bouncers or the fireworks. Here are lots of pictures from the museum festivities for you to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raegan enjoying her roasted corn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8-tRVKLI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/zBD-FQgj7yA/s1600-h/good+corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355902536108026034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8-tRVKLI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/zBD-FQgj7yA/s320/good+corn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew enjoying the free entertainment that rocks/dirt supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8-Htv10I/AAAAAAAAEHI/VagDu3DKqx4/s1600-h/free+entertainment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355902526026667842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8-Htv10I/AAAAAAAAEHI/VagDu3DKqx4/s320/free+entertainment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew hiding behind a weeping willow tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP89xP4dBI/AAAAAAAAEHA/HjgxGOUNcu4/s1600-h/hiding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355902519995823122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP89xP4dBI/AAAAAAAAEHA/HjgxGOUNcu4/s320/hiding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raegan trying to hula-hoop with this little wooden ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP89sYXEVI/AAAAAAAAEG4/0U7zQX5z5SU/s1600-h/hula+hooping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355902518689206610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP89sYXEVI/AAAAAAAAEG4/0U7zQX5z5SU/s320/hula+hooping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the hula-hoop fell down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP89eAzJEI/AAAAAAAAEGw/reQqMjei2Bs/s1600-h/it+fell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355902514832286786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP89eAzJEI/AAAAAAAAEGw/reQqMjei2Bs/s320/it+fell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes she is cute... and yes she knows it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8FSxmbYI/AAAAAAAAEGo/4L0ggBbAkNk/s1600-h/i%27m+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355901549743074690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8FSxmbYI/AAAAAAAAEGo/4L0ggBbAkNk/s320/i%27m+cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8EztN4sI/AAAAAAAAEGg/EEAQu5tF8-M/s1600-h/my+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355901541403189954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8EztN4sI/AAAAAAAAEGg/EEAQu5tF8-M/s320/my+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8Ev6CnRI/AAAAAAAAEGY/B_taud40mL8/s1600-h/siblings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355901540383235346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8Ev6CnRI/AAAAAAAAEGY/B_taud40mL8/s320/siblings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan and I were watching her cousin, Connor Kausch in the sack race.  It was too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8EUEIPMI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/wK8WQng9jiM/s1600-h/silly+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355901532909354178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8EUEIPMI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/wK8WQng9jiM/s320/silly+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying some fresh squeezed strawberry lemonade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8EGKmqII/AAAAAAAAEGI/rCkSe99qojg/s1600-h/strawberry+lemonade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355901529178417282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8EGKmqII/AAAAAAAAEGI/rCkSe99qojg/s320/strawberry+lemonade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew was looking on, just wondering if he could join in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7Uy7mlkI/AAAAAAAAEGA/bjRRdwsGlB8/s1600-h/drew%27s+gonna+help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355900716561372738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7Uy7mlkI/AAAAAAAAEGA/bjRRdwsGlB8/s320/drew%27s+gonna+help.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since he was too little ot join in, he just "helped" Nana out saying "get set, GO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7UUHPy3I/AAAAAAAAEF4/OO_rsUIB6Zg/s1600-h/drew+helping+nana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355900708288711538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7UUHPy3I/AAAAAAAAEF4/OO_rsUIB6Zg/s320/drew+helping+nana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is he cute or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7TBaA_RI/AAAAAAAAEFw/kwJWO-Egrgc/s1600-h/cute+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355900686087290130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7TBaA_RI/AAAAAAAAEFw/kwJWO-Egrgc/s320/cute+kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony and his little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7SyIs0bI/AAAAAAAAEFo/mzRMd22dBo4/s1600-h/cute+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355900681988133298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7SyIs0bI/AAAAAAAAEFo/mzRMd22dBo4/s320/cute+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Roop men on one of MANY laps around the museum grounds.  I don't know how Drew isn't a bean pole as much as that kid just goes and goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7SV3MPOI/AAAAAAAAEFg/TIpPpiaEidg/s1600-h/roop+boys+on+a+walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355900674398502114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP7SV3MPOI/AAAAAAAAEFg/TIpPpiaEidg/s320/roop+boys+on+a+walk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-807390566934134568?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/807390566934134568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=807390566934134568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/807390566934134568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/807390566934134568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-4th.html' title='July 4th'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SlP8-tRVKLI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/zBD-FQgj7yA/s72-c/good+corn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-7897326992102869811</id><published>2009-06-30T15:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:41:06.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoor fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since the weather has turned a little warmer, we've been spending more and more time outside. Everything is just more fun outside.  We swing, blow bubbles, pick flowers, slide, swim, even eat outside.   The favorite thing this year, however, has been Raegan's little pink mustang.   She and Drew don't even have to go anywhere, they just like to climb in and pretend they are off on an adventure.  Which is probably best, because they can both make the car go, but neither of them seem to understand the whole steering thing!  Drew has an interesting technique of getting in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpngW7vL1I/AAAAAAAAEFY/5_VdNZCd_iA/s1600-h/DSC_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353204912692866898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpngW7vL1I/AAAAAAAAEFY/5_VdNZCd_iA/s320/DSC_0485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And he knows he isn't supposed to stand in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpngP91JBI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/cCYmXeGnVA8/s1600-h/i%27m+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353204910822597650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpngP91JBI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/cCYmXeGnVA8/s320/i%27m+cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"How do you turn this thing on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpngClWZaI/AAAAAAAAEFI/pwx6HAU11-U/s1600-h/buttons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353204907230258594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpngClWZaI/AAAAAAAAEFI/pwx6HAU11-U/s320/buttons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Never fear, Princess Raegan is here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpnfqiXzeI/AAAAAAAAEFA/cvsUzjSSbgE/s1600-h/outta+here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353204900775316962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpnfqiXzeI/AAAAAAAAEFA/cvsUzjSSbgE/s320/outta+here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somehow, i don't think he could fit in the car with Raegan AND her puffy Cinderella dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpnfYEd58I/AAAAAAAAEE4/_LEzj725pcE/s1600-h/buckle+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353204895818049474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpnfYEd58I/AAAAAAAAEE4/_LEzj725pcE/s320/buckle+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew just being his cute little self, still happy to just sit behind the wheel and go nowhere. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpmqkbbknI/AAAAAAAAEEw/loZNiGR1Bto/s1600-h/cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353203988602524274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpmqkbbknI/AAAAAAAAEEw/loZNiGR1Bto/s320/cheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We finally got a pool set up for the kids and Raegan loves it. She doesn't appreciate the grass that trails in on her feet though, and spends a lot time trying to get it out. That keeps her busy for a good 1/2 hour. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her graceful entrance into the pool. Take One.  (the tongue must help her with her balance :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpmqZNVxhI/AAAAAAAAEEo/uvghwiB2gmk/s1600-h/graceful+entrance+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353203985590634002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpmqZNVxhI/AAAAAAAAEEo/uvghwiB2gmk/s320/graceful+entrance+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpmqK8eI_I/AAAAAAAAEEg/mjdud-E1dmQ/s1600-h/graceful+entrance+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353203981761782770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpmqK8eI_I/AAAAAAAAEEg/mjdud-E1dmQ/s320/graceful+entrance+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Searching for more grass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Skpmp55eTiI/AAAAAAAAEEY/UgFkr-JUjUw/s1600-h/DSC_0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353203977185807906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Skpmp55eTiI/AAAAAAAAEEY/UgFkr-JUjUw/s320/DSC_0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For some reason, both the kids are having a hard time calling it a day to go to bed. Maybe it's because it's still light outside by the time I'm ready for them to be in bed.   Regardless, I found Drew hiding under the kitchen table the other evening when it was time to turn in.  He is somehow even sneakier than his sister.   Really cute, but sneaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Skpmpgj2M1I/AAAAAAAAEEQ/rUhSxYOGAJg/s1600-h/little+man+under+the+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353203970384212818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Skpmpgj2M1I/AAAAAAAAEEQ/rUhSxYOGAJg/s320/little+man+under+the+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-7897326992102869811?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/7897326992102869811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=7897326992102869811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7897326992102869811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/7897326992102869811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/06/outdoor-fun.html' title='Outdoor fun'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SkpngW7vL1I/AAAAAAAAEFY/5_VdNZCd_iA/s72-c/DSC_0485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-5254542992705179377</id><published>2009-06-15T12:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:17:11.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays and early Fathers day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Tony and I will be out of town on our birthdays next week and will be traveling back on Fathers day, we decided to celebrate them all a week early. I didn't take any pictures of the cookout on Friday night, but did remember to take pics on Sunday. We spent some time with my folks and my brother's family. It was fun seeing the 3 cousins playing together. Raegan and Ben usually have a hard time playing nice, but yesterday they loved each other. They were so sweet together, and we hope it wasn't a fluke. Maybe they will get along a little better this year at the beach in August. Anyway, here are some of the pictures of our family day.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the whole Yates/Roop gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaARnI6XYI/AAAAAAAAECI/a2NvfrJrLLk/s1600-h/my+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602647601536386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaARnI6XYI/AAAAAAAAECI/a2NvfrJrLLk/s320/my+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Roop Group :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347603725325688066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaBQV-X3QI/AAAAAAAAECQ/_z8vw9m8qfg/s320/cutie+roops.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The Roop girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaARF50AEI/AAAAAAAAEB4/lcP-qBTrUGE/s1600-h/roop+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602638679834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaARF50AEI/AAAAAAAAEB4/lcP-qBTrUGE/s320/roop+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out these freckles! How cute are they!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaAQg9oywI/AAAAAAAAEBw/N3TMF1ZgzwA/s1600-h/freckles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602628763765506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaAQg9oywI/AAAAAAAAEBw/N3TMF1ZgzwA/s320/freckles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Grill master himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaAQWrFcKI/AAAAAAAAEBo/z58mACDnbuY/s1600-h/grill+master.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602626001596578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaAQWrFcKI/AAAAAAAAEBo/z58mACDnbuY/s320/grill+master.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Tony and his little redheads.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347603733435070706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaBQ0LzOPI/AAAAAAAAECY/GXUvj6UKib0/s320/dad+and+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama and Raegan sporting our cool shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_EWhnnII/AAAAAAAAEBg/QMRNVsHer-I/s1600-h/girls+in+our+shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347601320291835010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_EWhnnII/AAAAAAAAEBg/QMRNVsHer-I/s320/girls+in+our+shades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan and her nana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_EIE3izI/AAAAAAAAEBY/Vq8Gm9wbeCk/s1600-h/raegan+and+her+nana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347601316413147954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_EIE3izI/AAAAAAAAEBY/Vq8Gm9wbeCk/s320/raegan+and+her+nana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan and Ben actually liked each other this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_DveJcXI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/ZDNHk-qfXGg/s1600-h/sweet+cousing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347601309808292210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_DveJcXI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/ZDNHk-qfXGg/s320/sweet+cousing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Scott getting Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_DVmkn6I/AAAAAAAAEBI/c4rUKVtmDvY/s1600-h/uncle+scott+getting+drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347601302864306082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_DVmkn6I/AAAAAAAAEBI/c4rUKVtmDvY/s320/uncle+scott+getting+drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutie pie Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_DClS2gI/AAAAAAAAEBA/vX_J8peRKi0/s1600-h/cute+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347601297758673410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ_DClS2gI/AAAAAAAAEBA/vX_J8peRKi0/s320/cute+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben working on his basketball shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-Q2SWp8I/AAAAAAAAEA4/M8kygImUiXw/s1600-h/ben+shooting+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347600435464546242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-Q2SWp8I/AAAAAAAAEA4/M8kygImUiXw/s320/ben+shooting+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew is such a boy... he played in the dirt and mulch the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-Qt0k_zI/AAAAAAAAEAw/gbrZSYlkgHM/s1600-h/all+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347600433192173362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-Qt0k_zI/AAAAAAAAEAw/gbrZSYlkgHM/s320/all+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scott, Ben and Tammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-QSIO80I/AAAAAAAAEAo/l0i3zcAvu2s/s1600-h/brother+and+sis+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347600425758421826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-QSIO80I/AAAAAAAAEAo/l0i3zcAvu2s/s320/brother+and+sis+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The redheaded Roop kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-QEL2WHI/AAAAAAAAEAg/CxgJBZ_TsqQ/s1600-h/roops+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347600422015490162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-QEL2WHI/AAAAAAAAEAg/CxgJBZ_TsqQ/s320/roops+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had lots of fun hanging out with our family, and no day would be complete without a bedtime story (or two). Aren't they sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-Pf7aFaI/AAAAAAAAEAY/yD28-2hp6Wo/s1600-h/reading+with+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347600412282852770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjZ-Pf7aFaI/AAAAAAAAEAY/yD28-2hp6Wo/s320/reading+with+daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-5254542992705179377?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/5254542992705179377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=5254542992705179377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5254542992705179377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/5254542992705179377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthdays-and-early-fathers-day.html' title='Birthdays and early Fathers day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/SjaARnI6XYI/AAAAAAAAECI/a2NvfrJrLLk/s72-c/my+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-933462384719309989</id><published>2009-06-08T14:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:24:22.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 years and going strong!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Tony and I celebrated our 6 year wedding anniversary. I can't believe it's already been 6 years.  We look so young, but are even happier now than we were here.  Happy Anniversary Tony!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Si1Xt8sF2hI/AAAAAAAAEAI/gO_X4-S5Re0/s1600-h/Tony+and+amy+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345024779655436818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Si1Xt8sF2hI/AAAAAAAAEAI/gO_X4-S5Re0/s320/Tony+and+amy+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Si1XtnJJlGI/AAAAAAAAEAA/6VCKqtHrSB4/s1600-h/amy+and+tony+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345024773871735906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Si1XtnJJlGI/AAAAAAAAEAA/6VCKqtHrSB4/s320/amy+and+tony+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-933462384719309989?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/933462384719309989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=933462384719309989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/933462384719309989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/933462384719309989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/06/6-years-and-going-strong.html' title='6 years and going strong!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/Si1Xt8sF2hI/AAAAAAAAEAI/gO_X4-S5Re0/s72-c/Tony+and+amy+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-8685377978078502721</id><published>2009-06-08T10:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:08:27.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach bums</title><content type='html'>Last week, the kids and I headed to Myrtle Beach for a week without poor Tony. Tony didn't get to go on this trip because 1. he had to work and 2. we had a HUGE To-Do list that he hoped to complete in our absence. We also had some new tile flooring laid in our kitchen, bathrooms and foyer. I didn't think I could handle having toilets in my living room or the fridge in the dining room. Thankfully, Sonya has a beach house now, so she and I loaded the kids up for a week of fun. I must say, having 4 kids under 4 living together for 8 days was a little hairy at times, but we did have a great time. That said, we were SO happy to be home. The new floors are down, and Tony somehow managed to almost complete the nearly impossible To-Do list. Here are just a few of the many pictures of our trip. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f54637a4e4467314d773d3d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Beach may 2009" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f54637a4e4467314d773d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-8685377978078502721?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/8685377978078502721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=8685377978078502721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8685377978078502721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/8685377978078502721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach-bums.html' title='Beach bums'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-1691500034835783198</id><published>2009-05-25T16:35:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:25:12.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Saturday, we headed to Asheboro, NC to the Zoo. It was a very hot day, and there were LOTS of people there, but somehow we managed to have a great time. Here are some of our highlights of the trip. Raegan took a turn "hatching" like a chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsQm7VxQgI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/2z7Pp40v7F8/s1600-h/mama+i%27m+hatching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339880044127928834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsQm7VxQgI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/2z7Pp40v7F8/s320/mama+i%27m+hatching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone's favorite part of the trip was the elephants. That's all Raegan talked about on the way down. "When are we gonna get to see the elephants?" she kept saying. The elephants didn't disappoint us either. They put on quite a show, playing in the water and squirting each other. Raegan kept asking if they were taking a bath or if they were just swimming. Not sure if you can see, but there were two elephants in this picture. One was just under the water and you can only see his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsQmpCGuHI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/x89SF4iKJXw/s1600-h/elephants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339880039213611122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsQmpCGuHI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/x89SF4iKJXw/s320/elephants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I believe that Drew was admiring the elephants in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsQmD6deMI/AAAAAAAAD_I/fYAPQlE26Cg/s1600-h/what+is+that.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339880029249435842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsQmD6deMI/AAAAAAAAD_I/fYAPQlE26Cg/s320/what+is+that.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana will do anything for these kids... even ride an little anteater :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsQlw2AcSI/AAAAAAAAD_A/fcRUJdwX8JU/s1600-h/riding+the+antelope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339880024130482466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsQlw2AcSI/AAAAAAAAD_A/fcRUJdwX8JU/s320/riding+the+antelope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Raegan liked these statue animals as much as she liked the real ones. At least she could ride these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsJhHrE48I/AAAAAAAAD-4/FI_1PDke1xk/s1600-h/riding+the+rhino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339872247777911746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsJhHrE48I/AAAAAAAAD-4/FI_1PDke1xk/s320/riding+the+rhino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching the elephants from another view.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339872240974589442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsJguVCbgI/AAAAAAAAD-o/uBfuHMTzgn4/s320/there+he+goes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Say cheese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsJg31mEkI/AAAAAAAAD-w/cOoDjYokwCA/s1600-h/still+watching+the+elephants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339872243527062082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsJg31mEkI/AAAAAAAAD-w/cOoDjYokwCA/s320/still+watching+the+elephants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew thought he was a better navigator than we were. He must have been trying to decide where to go next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsJgVyBadI/AAAAAAAAD-g/so2I6cisSpo/s1600-h/drew+map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339872234385271250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsJgVyBadI/AAAAAAAAD-g/so2I6cisSpo/s320/drew+map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandad and Drew are best buddies, and as with most days, if you saw one, you were just about guaranteed to see the other close behind.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339884743343620434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsU4dSGQVI/AAAAAAAAD_4/94j127VVQv4/s320/DSC_0463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was my favorite picture of the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCFYSs1_I/AAAAAAAAD-Q/qvW2Bi87pEU/s1600-h/too+cuter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339864074621343730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCFYSs1_I/AAAAAAAAD-Q/qvW2Bi87pEU/s320/too+cuter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tony, Raegan and I posing with the Zebras... or cows as Drew called them. Come to think of it, he called every animal he saw a cow! They are his favorite, but unfortunately they didn't have any cows at the zoo. Maybe next time, we will take him to a petting zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCEwug7yI/AAAAAAAAD-I/I9qhirEDmFE/s1600-h/zebras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339864064000585506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCEwug7yI/AAAAAAAAD-I/I9qhirEDmFE/s320/zebras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of cows... every sign that had animals on it, Drew ran up to and yelled (you guessed it) "COW"!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339884734678847410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsU39AQT7I/AAAAAAAAD_w/2rdnQWFT6So/s320/running+around.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tony took this picture of our little train pushing through the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCEkZQOeI/AAAAAAAAD-A/mnSKLENlKqg/s1600-h/train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339864060690184674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCEkZQOeI/AAAAAAAAD-A/mnSKLENlKqg/s320/train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raegan and Daddy posing with the giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCECLfUaI/AAAAAAAAD94/lGq1vM4oZVU/s1600-h/raegan+and+giraffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339864051505648034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCECLfUaI/AAAAAAAAD94/lGq1vM4oZVU/s320/raegan+and+giraffe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandad and his little buddy admiring the giraffe as well.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCDyzQMDI/AAAAAAAAD9w/99Fp79IQ2nA/s1600-h/drew+and+girraffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339864047377461298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsCDyzQMDI/AAAAAAAAD9w/99Fp79IQ2nA/s320/drew+and+girraffe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew had the most fun digging in the dirt with a stick, but hopefully we can take him back again when he will appreciate it a little more.  He is such a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339884727169065426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsU3hByIdI/AAAAAAAAD_o/8Mg0Td6ESoo/s320/DSC_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They were exhausted when we finally made it back to the car. I don't know who fell asleep first... the kids or Grandad :) We had lots of fun, and hope to actually go back and see the other half of the zoo in the near future. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339872230699737266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsJgIDUoLI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/t2BHJlsNBlE/s320/the+ride+home.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6942979614385161700-1691500034835783198?l=roopgroup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/feeds/1691500034835783198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6942979614385161700&amp;postID=1691500034835783198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1691500034835783198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6942979614385161700/posts/default/1691500034835783198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roopgroup.blogspot.com/2009/05/trip-to-zoo.html' title='Trip to the Zoo'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073795512635262465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79afV9P9I_I/TZuvnJWIesI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2NcSJhjzbnM/s220/3%2Blittle%2Bvalentines.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShsQm7VxQgI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/2z7Pp40v7F8/s72-c/mama+i%27m+hatching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6942979614385161700.post-2365520957476179850</id><published>2009-05-18T21:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:18:53.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drew's big boy haircut</title><content type='html'>It took me a little while to work up the nerve to actually get Drew a real haircut, but today I finally did it.  He just has so much hair, I thought he would feel better for summer.  So anyway, here is the before picture (and keep in mind this was after I trimmed his bangs.  He was getting really shabby looking)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG2N_9woI/AAAAAAAAD9o/MaDuymz_BJY/s1600-h/ctie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337336036928111234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG2N_9woI/AAAAAAAAD9o/MaDuymz_BJY/s320/ctie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is the little punk rocker sporting his new "do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG2GB3YsI/AAAAAAAAD9g/BA5GQbQ-sYc/s1600-h/big+boy+now.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337336034788598466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG2GB3YsI/AAAAAAAAD9g/BA5GQbQ-sYc/s320/big+boy+now.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I left it long enough on the top to spike it up a little, but the sides are really short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG18ZmIFI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/ZVrvCRHBLYU/s1600-h/big+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337336032203776082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG18ZmIFI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/ZVrvCRHBLYU/s320/big+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You wouldn't believe how much hair was on the floor after his haircut.  He had more than Tony usually does :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG1cpt22I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/5TOXMsjVZdg/s1600-h/bib+boy+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337336023681456994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG1cpt22I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/5TOXMsjVZdg/s320/bib+boy+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE his new haircut, but am a little sad that he looks like such a big boy now.  Just another reminder that my baby is growing up.  Just like that, the baby fever kicks back in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG1KyCxYI/AAAAAAAAD9I/80W1BeTMrqE/s1600-h/sucha++big+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337336018884543874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmxcSi1yBrk/ShIG1KyCxYI/AAAAAAAAD9I/80W1BeTMrqE/s320/sucha++big+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class
