<?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-5326687909327874206</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:15:33.313-06:00</updated><category term='hair care'/><title type='text'>Raising Lucy</title><subtitle type='html'>Join us for our daily adventures as we navigate life together as an adoptive family of two.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>854</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7952124999393721720</id><published>2012-02-05T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:12:22.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TXOy00ZR7VQ/Ty9Rtn1MNSI/AAAAAAAAGKk/ZlmkM7b50w0/s1600/lucy+scuba.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TXOy00ZR7VQ/Ty9Rtn1MNSI/AAAAAAAAGKk/ZlmkM7b50w0/s320/lucy+scuba.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;after seeing some show, or learning something about scuba diving and undersea adventures Lucy asked her ever faithful and obliging grandpa for some scuba gear (she actually asked for two sets, one for her and one for Morgan).&amp;nbsp; Grandpa came half way through with a lovely wet suit for Lucy (along with a snorkel and mask).&amp;nbsp; Wet suit appreciated during swimming lessons in January!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01qPh5tbhxM/Ty9R8GqEN_I/AAAAAAAAGKw/RvdBjaUvTfE/s1600/lucy+report+card.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01qPh5tbhxM/Ty9R8GqEN_I/AAAAAAAAGKw/RvdBjaUvTfE/s640/lucy+report+card.bmp" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and seriously, &amp;nbsp;aside from a huge lottery win, what more could a mother ever ask or hope for?&amp;nbsp; I hope you can all read this section of her report card.&amp;nbsp; I am sure the academic stuff will come in its own time but the empathy?&amp;nbsp; the honesty?&amp;nbsp; let's all give a round of applause for my straight A(wesome) Lucille!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bragging done.&lt;br /&gt;will probably whine tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7952124999393721720?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7952124999393721720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7952124999393721720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7952124999393721720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7952124999393721720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2012/02/love-her.html' title='Love her'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TXOy00ZR7VQ/Ty9Rtn1MNSI/AAAAAAAAGKk/ZlmkM7b50w0/s72-c/lucy+scuba.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-6900481608008112058</id><published>2012-02-04T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T21:55:31.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Kris Allison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cmvllsB6_uU/Ty39HjaO_NI/AAAAAAAAGKc/NTTxKtUF7FA/s1600/kris+allison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cmvllsB6_uU/Ty39HjaO_NI/AAAAAAAAGKc/NTTxKtUF7FA/s1600/kris+allison.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight we mourned the loss of our beloved blue fish Kris Allison.&amp;nbsp; She/he lived for a long long time. Longer then I ever imagined a fish would ever live.&amp;nbsp; The death was super traumatic for both Lucy and I as we were present to witness the fish's dying swim.&amp;nbsp; Ugh. Lucy took it really hard. She was devestated and cried harder then I've ever heard her cry, her whole body fighting the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never check on pets right before bedtime. Never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-6900481608008112058?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/6900481608008112058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=6900481608008112058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6900481608008112058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6900481608008112058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2012/02/rip-kris-allison.html' title='RIP Kris Allison'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cmvllsB6_uU/Ty39HjaO_NI/AAAAAAAAGKc/NTTxKtUF7FA/s72-c/kris+allison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5521707979760935174</id><published>2012-02-03T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T21:02:45.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>on Friday nights</title><content type='html'>On Friday nights I am burnt out beyond belief.&amp;nbsp; Toasty crispy done.&lt;br /&gt;Short but sweet blog post.&lt;br /&gt;Our new nutrition makeover needs a bit of tweaking (ie, we are in a rut and need to add some more variety and nutrition) BUT it is still working its wonderful magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lucy has many many days at school with no time outs.&lt;br /&gt;2. when Lucy does get a time out she gets really upset because she's worked so hard to avoid it&lt;br /&gt;3. Lucy is SO proud of herself.&lt;br /&gt;4. She is finally grasping reading and it's so amazing to see her brain clicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a crusade now to cut dairy out of most kid's&amp;nbsp;lives.&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, I really really could go for some cheese and a malt right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios amigos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-5521707979760935174?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5521707979760935174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5521707979760935174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5521707979760935174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5521707979760935174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2012/02/on-friday-nights.html' title='on Friday nights'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1406221110579728742</id><published>2012-02-02T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T21:15:03.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Facebook (or the amazing village I am a part of)</title><content type='html'>So earlier this week this mama bear got all riled up.&amp;nbsp; Lucy has been having some issues on the school bus. She is on the bus for one hour every morning from daycare to school.&amp;nbsp; I've always felt bad about her having such a long ride before a long day of school.&amp;nbsp; A couple weeks ago Lucy got into trouble for spitting on the bus. The details from Lucy are fuzzy, although normally Lucy will tell the truth even if the truth doesn't exactly 'set her free'.&amp;nbsp; All I know is that both Lucy and the staff at her school reported that the driver was really mean about the incident and unnecessarily rough with Lucy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my radar went off when Lucy asked me rather randomly if I drooled when I slept.&amp;nbsp; "Why do you ask Lucy?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her eyes dropped and tears welled up in her eyes "I fell asleep on the bus today and I drooled and I think the driver is mad at me that I spit".&amp;nbsp; During this conversation she also let it out that some of the kids (k-8th grade) on the bus are mean to her.&amp;nbsp; The next morning during drop off some kid makes a remark about Lucy being there, my strong sassy girl immediately shrunk back against a wall and those tears started welling up again. UGH.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 7:26 that morning I posted this: &amp;nbsp;"Does anyone know anyone in s.Minneapolis that can provide before school childcare.from 7:45 till around 930ish? Lucy is struggling with an hour long bus ride and i'm struggling with her sadness" on my facebook page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at 9:57 the same morning I got this reply "&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;Where do you live Stacy? Believe it or not my kiddos don't start until 9:40 so it might work..."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; um. thanks Heather!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lucy now will spend her two before school hours at a home with a family I know and respect.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVzcK2FRH78/TytQ75XVpCI/AAAAAAAAGKU/ed3TQWEdt4U/s1600/05-10-2008+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVzcK2FRH78/TytQ75XVpCI/AAAAAAAAGKU/ed3TQWEdt4U/s320/05-10-2008+021.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and because I've been a photo taking slacker lately, here is an oldie but goodie.&amp;nbsp; Lucy and her future husband Wendim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-1406221110579728742?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/1406221110579728742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=1406221110579728742' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1406221110579728742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1406221110579728742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2012/02/power-of-facebook-or-amazing-village-i.html' title='The Power of Facebook (or the amazing village I am a part of)'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVzcK2FRH78/TytQ75XVpCI/AAAAAAAAGKU/ed3TQWEdt4U/s72-c/05-10-2008+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1671844834063713318</id><published>2012-02-01T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:54:57.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OK OK</title><content type='html'>I was thinking it, but &lt;a href="http://giftofyoutwo.wordpress.com/2012/02/01/blogcovery/" target="_blank"&gt;Mama Papaya did it&lt;/a&gt; and if she can do it so can I.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Blogging starts again now.&amp;nbsp; Thoughtful blogging starts tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; It's almost 11pm and I am rip roaring tired.&amp;nbsp; I will leave you with a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq-n6LE8Eb0/TyoW68DMsxI/AAAAAAAAGKA/p7MUdfI0moM/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq-n6LE8Eb0/TyoW68DMsxI/AAAAAAAAGKA/p7MUdfI0moM/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+001.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usC7qVkmK-8/TyoW_CdnlbI/AAAAAAAAGKI/luas9zTfpPc/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usC7qVkmK-8/TyoW_CdnlbI/AAAAAAAAGKI/luas9zTfpPc/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+005.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is prepping for a career with the roller derby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-1671844834063713318?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/1671844834063713318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=1671844834063713318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1671844834063713318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1671844834063713318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2012/02/ok-ok.html' title='OK OK'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq-n6LE8Eb0/TyoW68DMsxI/AAAAAAAAGKA/p7MUdfI0moM/s72-c/01-07-2012+madison+etc+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-6444046501485816925</id><published>2012-01-07T08:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T08:54:33.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a brand new year ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z7_Rf-g0fk/TwhZ8wujHRI/AAAAAAAAGIk/ryoe_tWGR44/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z7_Rf-g0fk/TwhZ8wujHRI/AAAAAAAAGIk/ryoe_tWGR44/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2012 promises to be a year of transformations.&amp;nbsp; New job for me (hopefully), new acheivements for Lucy (for sure).&amp;nbsp; I am excited for this tangible shift of time/date because it shifts my mind and attitude giving me the kick I need to make some changes.&amp;nbsp; We ushed out 2011 with a small gathering of friends.&amp;nbsp; It was a fun night, the kids played hard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFJB7aCS08o/TwhZ-975PvI/AAAAAAAAGIs/FKHlkCV8V04/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFJB7aCS08o/TwhZ-975PvI/AAAAAAAAGIs/FKHlkCV8V04/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't do our traditional sled ride to Jakeenos because there was no snow.&amp;nbsp; Honestly I am happy about the no snow thing. It's been a load off my mind to not have shoveling and the yard is clean of dog waste. Every day that goes by is one less mess in our spring poop soup.&amp;nbsp; Nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpY1XBjccF0/TwhaA6FK2UI/AAAAAAAAGI0/brn3fd3RQXk/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpY1XBjccF0/TwhaA6FK2UI/AAAAAAAAGI0/brn3fd3RQXk/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We started 2010 by taking a vacation to Madison to visit Blueberry and his family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOVED our time there.&amp;nbsp; Lucy just got done looking at these photos, exclaiming how cute Blueberry is and how she woudl really like to go back to Madison and sleep there for three nights next time.&amp;nbsp;She doesnt' have to twist my arm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaDF4ix4S1w/TwhaC50hJZI/AAAAAAAAGI8/AV1fjWeSYLo/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaDF4ix4S1w/TwhaC50hJZI/AAAAAAAAGI8/AV1fjWeSYLo/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got the kids outside and moving while in Madison. Important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrjBHifF5_g/TwhaFEmBIVI/AAAAAAAAGJE/vHXFDiwS5no/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrjBHifF5_g/TwhaFEmBIVI/AAAAAAAAGJE/vHXFDiwS5no/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Went to an open gym and Lucy jumped jumped jumped on the trampoline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiFQwE4uhKE/TwhaHez9_HI/AAAAAAAAGJQ/2DagmDDKfiE/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiFQwE4uhKE/TwhaHez9_HI/AAAAAAAAGJQ/2DagmDDKfiE/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+114.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she figured out all sorts of ways to move her body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83U7BSlIgaQ/TwhaJ5Gx7FI/AAAAAAAAGJY/6oxViYPPWJ4/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83U7BSlIgaQ/TwhaJ5Gx7FI/AAAAAAAAGJY/6oxViYPPWJ4/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+128.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy has been doing great on our new diet regime.&amp;nbsp; It's really not a regime. As time progressed with her in public school it was getting more and more evident that Lucy might need a little (lot) of help in order to suceed in traditional education.&amp;nbsp; Her pediatrician started talking about adhd. I was thinking it before the pediatrician stated it.&amp;nbsp; Lucy's moods were all over the place and learning was hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope she doesn't hate me one day for putting this out in cyberspace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to try shifting her diet a little before doing anything more chemical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took her off of dairy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Added more protein into her day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Added Omega 3's at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Added vitamin/mineral supplement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with the dairy exclusion came a forced foray into more whole foods, less packaged foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8GQaqTQ060/TwhaMRrIjNI/AAAAAAAAGJg/xVPj_A_SLls/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8GQaqTQ060/TwhaMRrIjNI/AAAAAAAAGJg/xVPj_A_SLls/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+150.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;About 2 (give or take) months into this now and big big changes have happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is learning faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is more focused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She can sit through a meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is getting into less trouble at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMyKE5WpcoA/TwhaPBk0ZqI/AAAAAAAAGJo/pl0Tq_XsGfY/s1600/01-07-2012+madison+etc+158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMyKE5WpcoA/TwhaPBk0ZqI/AAAAAAAAGJo/pl0Tq_XsGfY/s320/01-07-2012+madison+etc+158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;see??? 2012, big changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-6444046501485816925?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/6444046501485816925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=6444046501485816925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6444046501485816925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6444046501485816925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-brand-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s a brand new year ..'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z7_Rf-g0fk/TwhZ8wujHRI/AAAAAAAAGIk/ryoe_tWGR44/s72-c/01-07-2012+madison+etc+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-8109502767870019412</id><published>2011-12-06T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:31:10.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She prefers HER world thank you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq9Mc9Wagik/Tt7Oio35BXI/AAAAAAAAGIc/zHkRB4LjtJs/s1600/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq9Mc9Wagik/Tt7Oio35BXI/AAAAAAAAGIc/zHkRB4LjtJs/s320/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In Lucy's world she spends her evenings shopping a sensory catalog for classroom supplies for her own class (you know, the one&amp;nbsp;SHE teaches).&amp;nbsp; In her world she makes appointments for sick dogs and is able to provide some diagnostic services over the telephone.&amp;nbsp; In Lucy's world she has (and she has stuck by this claim for 2 years now) flown on Christmas Eve, just a little bit, just floating above the carpet a little as she was laying there (no one saw her but she did it).&amp;nbsp; In her beautiful world, Jack Frost is Frosty the Snowman and she KNOWS him and at times helps him with his handiwork.&amp;nbsp; She has checklists of kids who need time-outs, she has intake forms for new toddlers for my room (not REAL intake forms with any identifying client information mind you).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No wonder it sucks so bad for her sometimes when all her grown-ups expect her to live in OUR world.&amp;nbsp; I'd fight it too little girl (maybe not quite as fiercely)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-8109502767870019412?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/8109502767870019412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=8109502767870019412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8109502767870019412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8109502767870019412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/12/she-prefers-her-world-thank-you.html' title='She prefers HER world thank you...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq9Mc9Wagik/Tt7Oio35BXI/AAAAAAAAGIc/zHkRB4LjtJs/s72-c/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5115636231908272467</id><published>2011-12-04T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:21:05.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!!  We are still here ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdfS6htWsIk/TtwoTn0qTGI/AAAAAAAAGHM/l2Qu5O3X6Sw/s1600/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdfS6htWsIk/TtwoTn0qTGI/AAAAAAAAGHM/l2Qu5O3X6Sw/s320/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So much has happened and at the same time so much is the same.&amp;nbsp; Lucy was batman for Halloween. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy's 1st grade year is less dramatic then kindergarten but it's not without its challenges and heartbreaks. Live is challenging.&amp;nbsp; We live it the best we can but it's challenging, exhausting and stressful to live in a world created for more traditional personalities.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9KUK2AdjiMo/TtwoU6sp76I/AAAAAAAAGHU/uRpRxoIGTAw/s1600/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9KUK2AdjiMo/TtwoU6sp76I/AAAAAAAAGHU/uRpRxoIGTAw/s320/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+123.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy's auntie Jen, the love of her life and our housemate for the past 6 years up and moved to St. Louis. Her job transferred her there.&amp;nbsp; Oh the sad sad sobbing that took place when we broke the news to Lucy. It was heartbreaking.&amp;nbsp; Lucy crying, auntie Jen crying ...&amp;nbsp; I wen't with Jen when she moved to make sure she unpacked and left Lucy with grandma.&amp;nbsp; Lucy and her mama were separated by states for the first time in six years.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty anxious. Lucy handled it pretty well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D7YP9ow-dQk/TtwoW3rZ5oI/AAAAAAAAGHc/84fBWdl7u0Q/s1600/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D7YP9ow-dQk/TtwoW3rZ5oI/AAAAAAAAGHc/84fBWdl7u0Q/s320/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FINALLY Lucy was picked as a volunteer at the zoo.&amp;nbsp; She was so proud.&amp;nbsp; She held the food dish and these birds flew over to her and landed there.&amp;nbsp; Lucy held so still.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--m2gP090_WI/TtwoZB9oCpI/AAAAAAAAGHk/nyntU6Fa9js/s1600/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--m2gP090_WI/TtwoZB9oCpI/AAAAAAAAGHk/nyntU6Fa9js/s320/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+178.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;About a week after I returned from St Louis Lucy had a breakdown. She missed Jen so much.&amp;nbsp; Zeppelin bolted over to the sofa and proceeded to curl up next to Lucy as I rubbed her back.&amp;nbsp; Zeppy stayed with her until I brought her to bed over an hour later.&amp;nbsp; He's a devoted dog for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6kilInbShQ/TtwoamDI16I/AAAAAAAAGHs/ZLoXwh3aoMg/s1600/12-03-2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6kilInbShQ/TtwoamDI16I/AAAAAAAAGHs/ZLoXwh3aoMg/s320/12-03-2011+005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy has managed to hang on to her keen sense of style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWqOO9ieKao/Ttwob-ZPMBI/AAAAAAAAGH0/UehEv2nW8AU/s1600/12-03-2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWqOO9ieKao/Ttwob-ZPMBI/AAAAAAAAGH0/UehEv2nW8AU/s320/12-03-2011+024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We started an elimination diet.&amp;nbsp; Taking out dairy and adding in lots of protein plus supplements to see if we can help Lucy's brain help her body to settle down a little bit.&amp;nbsp; We're only a week into the plan. We will definately let you know how it goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGU0PRtJwFg/Ttwod9Ug_GI/AAAAAAAAGH8/UnCwyEuMdXU/s1600/12-03-2011+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nGU0PRtJwFg/Ttwod9Ug_GI/AAAAAAAAGH8/UnCwyEuMdXU/s320/12-03-2011+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy helped to make Lefse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ya3MnZqQWu0/TtwogWkVdzI/AAAAAAAAGII/Ji_XBsS7nE0/s1600/12-03-2011+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ya3MnZqQWu0/TtwogWkVdzI/AAAAAAAAGII/Ji_XBsS7nE0/s320/12-03-2011+047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In her excitement of actually seeing Santa Lucy totally forgot to ask the two questions she had planned:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. Can she ever visit the North Pole and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. How big are elf's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iEf-y2PqKHw/Ttwoi-MXIVI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/1n78k2VCxnU/s1600/12-03-2011+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iEf-y2PqKHw/Ttwoi-MXIVI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/1n78k2VCxnU/s320/12-03-2011+051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well she says, we'll just write him a letter and ask. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See you soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-5115636231908272467?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5115636231908272467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5115636231908272467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5115636231908272467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5115636231908272467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/12/hi-we-are-still-here.html' title='Hi!!  We are still here ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdfS6htWsIk/TtwoTn0qTGI/AAAAAAAAGHM/l2Qu5O3X6Sw/s72-c/11-19-2011+st+louis+halloween+etc+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5582398770393452472</id><published>2011-10-30T18:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:58:21.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>outdoors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-E5lP26Y-Q/Tq3wkvRnlXI/AAAAAAAAGE8/8fQ65yGvMSI/s1600/10-30-2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-E5lP26Y-Q/Tq3wkvRnlXI/AAAAAAAAGE8/8fQ65yGvMSI/s320/10-30-2011+011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if Lucy hasn't spent adequate amounts of time outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in fresh air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMqU7AT86og/Tq3wx2g5GjI/AAAAAAAAGFE/Ucv_nVRDQTs/s1600/10-30-2011+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMqU7AT86og/Tq3wx2g5GjI/AAAAAAAAGFE/Ucv_nVRDQTs/s320/10-30-2011+028.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;getting lots of sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQZZ0xJPJig/Tq3xDXRosuI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/1cRbfWP0iSY/s1600/10-30-2011+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQZZ0xJPJig/Tq3xDXRosuI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/1cRbfWP0iSY/s320/10-30-2011+046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and exercise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JuoOF0mA6U8/Tq3xHn3ipzI/AAAAAAAAGFY/oa45Pox0k_U/s1600/10-30-2011+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JuoOF0mA6U8/Tq3xHn3ipzI/AAAAAAAAGFY/oa45Pox0k_U/s320/10-30-2011+050.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she become quite unpleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and obnoxious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WeGmjQnlIzo/Tq3xNlEh7BI/AAAAAAAAGFg/2HyktddLhlA/s1600/10-30-2011+056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WeGmjQnlIzo/Tq3xNlEh7BI/AAAAAAAAGFg/2HyktddLhlA/s320/10-30-2011+056.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and these days if we stick to our back yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she just claims she's too cold and wants to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;back inside after a few short minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_LURjYtddI/Tq3xYcYxzfI/AAAAAAAAGFo/w5sQI6anlCs/s1600/10-30-2011+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_LURjYtddI/Tq3xYcYxzfI/AAAAAAAAGFo/w5sQI6anlCs/s320/10-30-2011+070.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so when we have an unscheduled stretch of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and i am not too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXSq6jyzB-4/Tq3xdpuDO_I/AAAAAAAAGFw/I30VPZ-4mKA/s1600/10-30-2011+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXSq6jyzB-4/Tq3xdpuDO_I/AAAAAAAAGFw/I30VPZ-4mKA/s320/10-30-2011+075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we like to take mini road trips out to the country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;enjoy county parks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and be in a place where she can gets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;loads of good exercise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HAnpSJKUAA/Tq3xt8MlRXI/AAAAAAAAGF8/r9YP61YNW-g/s1600/10-30-2011+099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HAnpSJKUAA/Tq3xt8MlRXI/AAAAAAAAGF8/r9YP61YNW-g/s320/10-30-2011+099.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and oodles of fresh air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i get energized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and she settles down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it's a win win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I fear winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-5582398770393452472?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5582398770393452472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5582398770393452472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5582398770393452472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5582398770393452472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/10/outdoors.html' title='outdoors'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-E5lP26Y-Q/Tq3wkvRnlXI/AAAAAAAAGE8/8fQ65yGvMSI/s72-c/10-30-2011+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1122119631750615237</id><published>2011-10-23T15:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:09:23.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Years</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been six years since that life changing day when I walked into the baby room at the care center and picked my baby up out of that crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zpOs17y_WKY/TqSAryUAm5I/AAAAAAAAGEs/HATDLwxgZ-c/s1600/eyecontact%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zpOs17y_WKY/TqSAryUAm5I/AAAAAAAAGEs/HATDLwxgZ-c/s320/eyecontact%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7lWu6RSuTE/TqSAy841_vI/AAAAAAAAGE0/Myc9TY6ALxE/s1600/10-23-2011+101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7lWu6RSuTE/TqSAy841_vI/AAAAAAAAGE0/Myc9TY6ALxE/s320/10-23-2011+101.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;seems like every year, every day my heart grows a little to accommodate the intensity of my love for this daughter of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today as I was telling her about our famiversary (which is actually tomorrow), I said tomorrow is October 24th and on October 24th six years ago it was the day I walked into your room in the orphanage and picked you up for the very first time" ... Lucy says "ohhhh momma, you are so lucky"&amp;nbsp; yup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's always fun to recount what adoption was like in Ethiopia in 2005 (for me anyways).&amp;nbsp; In 2005, my daughter was a waiting child.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yes, it's true for reasons that may&amp;nbsp; not lead to her being 'special needs' today, she was waiting then ... a 2 month old girl.&amp;nbsp; The staff at my agency was just waiting for me to finish my dossier because Lucy was waiting for someone who checked that magic box "I would be willing to parent a child with..."&amp;nbsp; and that one magical 'yes' was what matched me with Lucy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I arrived on the 23rd of October late at night, the next morning I walked down the steps of the 'guest house' into the orphanage and my child was placed in my arms, 30 minutes later I carried her back up the steps and from that moment I was responsible for her care.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Right now that baby is waiting for me to come help her brush the Pretty Ponies hair out.&amp;nbsp; I must go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-1122119631750615237?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/1122119631750615237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=1122119631750615237' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1122119631750615237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1122119631750615237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/10/six-years.html' title='Six Years'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zpOs17y_WKY/TqSAryUAm5I/AAAAAAAAGEs/HATDLwxgZ-c/s72-c/eyecontact%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3503969066714801569</id><published>2011-10-16T09:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T09:38:53.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding of the Decade!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLFkWrr7T0Q/Tpr4mJJ1YvI/AAAAAAAAGDc/QSG6Hud0mHg/s1600/10-15-2011+151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLFkWrr7T0Q/Tpr4mJJ1YvI/AAAAAAAAGDc/QSG6Hud0mHg/s320/10-15-2011+151.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin Scott (ironically not really pictured in this post) got married yesterday to the nicest, smiliest woman in all of Minnesota.&amp;nbsp; His mom calls it a miracle.&amp;nbsp; I call it smart, he might have waited over 40 years for this moment but he waited for the RIGHT woman and that is no miracle, that is some real Anderson smarts right there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mODKDN2g-zU/Tpr4oGCKrlI/AAAAAAAAGDk/iEzH83Ag_1k/s1600/10-15-2011+167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mODKDN2g-zU/Tpr4oGCKrlI/AAAAAAAAGDk/iEzH83Ag_1k/s320/10-15-2011+167.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy was the flower girl extraordinary.&amp;nbsp; She alleviated all of my fears and anxieties by NOT trying to overshadow the show with her wonderful, strong, overwhelming self.&amp;nbsp; Oh I fell deeper in love with her yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUdt-hGiS9k/Tpr4qKiwNoI/AAAAAAAAGDs/Plla8TwZfx4/s1600/10-15-2011+182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUdt-hGiS9k/Tpr4qKiwNoI/AAAAAAAAGDs/Plla8TwZfx4/s320/10-15-2011+182.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was exhausted from a sucky nights sleep the night before but she held her stuff together all the live long day, even in those moments when it was just her and I and I expected her to "release her demons" she did not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U_HE5k24Q9s/Tpr4sBvkKGI/AAAAAAAAGD0/OdcwyMwE3Cc/s1600/10-15-2011+186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U_HE5k24Q9s/Tpr4sBvkKGI/AAAAAAAAGD0/OdcwyMwE3Cc/s320/10-15-2011+186.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;look at these handsome boys.&amp;nbsp; I love photo oh so very much.&amp;nbsp; See Sam in front?&amp;nbsp; Handsome little mini-Mike, or is it a mini-manly-Terri?&amp;nbsp; Hard to tell.&amp;nbsp; He's sure cute though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seBw0EYsKfA/Tpr4uqgrPOI/AAAAAAAAGD8/7_DWNO3G-6c/s1600/10-15-2011+190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seBw0EYsKfA/Tpr4uqgrPOI/AAAAAAAAGD8/7_DWNO3G-6c/s320/10-15-2011+190.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There's my darling again.&amp;nbsp; Glad the photos were outside in her element.&amp;nbsp; I think this saved the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zo0lvA64tDE/Tpr4ylIskSI/AAAAAAAAGEE/d3TXOjOTHKQ/s1600/10-15-2011+196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zo0lvA64tDE/Tpr4ylIskSI/AAAAAAAAGEE/d3TXOjOTHKQ/s320/10-15-2011+196.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at those fall shadows.&amp;nbsp; This photo is pretty funny if you look carefully at each of the kids.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p2BVw-vffK8/Tpr41p6wr6I/AAAAAAAAGEQ/jFiRvy66Kog/s1600/10-15-2011+220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p2BVw-vffK8/Tpr41p6wr6I/AAAAAAAAGEQ/jFiRvy66Kog/s320/10-15-2011+220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and look at the beautiful ladies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kvl_jpIDhdk/Tpr43meH6DI/AAAAAAAAGEY/acH1HzynAxA/s1600/10-15-2011+248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kvl_jpIDhdk/Tpr43meH6DI/AAAAAAAAGEY/acH1HzynAxA/s320/10-15-2011+248.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy gazing at the first dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wdCM5YknDXM/Tpr45sSrhGI/AAAAAAAAGEg/LMKap-VYTZ0/s1600/10-15-2011+257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wdCM5YknDXM/Tpr45sSrhGI/AAAAAAAAGEg/LMKap-VYTZ0/s320/10-15-2011+257.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and pooped out before she could get her groove totally on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wonderful wonderful wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you Scott and Karin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3503969066714801569?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3503969066714801569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3503969066714801569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3503969066714801569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3503969066714801569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/10/wedding-of-decade.html' title='The Wedding of the Decade!!!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLFkWrr7T0Q/Tpr4mJJ1YvI/AAAAAAAAGDc/QSG6Hud0mHg/s72-c/10-15-2011+151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3826320678831803589</id><published>2011-09-28T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T20:50:46.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo</title><content type='html'>How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DJhSABVy_cE/ToPbGHrDnKI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/LpZB2TlkTbY/s1600/09-22-2011+142.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/-DJhSABVy_cE/ToPbGHrDnKI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/LpZB2TlkTbY/s320/09-22-2011+142.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are fine.&amp;nbsp; It seems like when things get exhausting the blog is the first thing neglected.&amp;nbsp; Far better to neglect the blog then the kid, dog, cat, house etc but still I hate neglecting the blog.&amp;nbsp; With fall upon us and&lt;br /&gt;school hitting us hard we find ourselves sticking close to home Monday - Friday.&amp;nbsp; It gets a little lonely for both of us but cramming in errands, playdates or out of the neighborhood activities gets overwhelming really fast.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dl1Z7npaPmU/ToPbKfSizWI/AAAAAAAAGDU/3ElMr4ULE58/s1600/09-22-2011+146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dl1Z7npaPmU/ToPbKfSizWI/AAAAAAAAGDU/3ElMr4ULE58/s400/09-22-2011+146.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy is still sporting much better behaviors in first grade, working hard and having some fun too. &lt;br /&gt;Currently she is all about space aliens.&amp;nbsp; Are they real?&amp;nbsp; Could they be real?&amp;nbsp; Are they in our attic?&amp;nbsp; What would happen if ...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is also into ghosts. Seeing them, hearing them, getting woke up at night because of them, telling me that they like to hang out by my bed (spooky stuff).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I amazed her when I confirmed that yes, real cops wear panties under their uniforms.&amp;nbsp; I love being able to amaze her with my wealth of unproven information.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you all again very soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3826320678831803589?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3826320678831803589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3826320678831803589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3826320678831803589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3826320678831803589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/09/yo.html' title='Yo'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DJhSABVy_cE/ToPbGHrDnKI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/LpZB2TlkTbY/s72-c/09-22-2011+142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1878374684438555671</id><published>2011-09-02T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T15:03:42.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of First Grade (fwfg)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--uLHjxicUuI/TmFD8al6LCI/AAAAAAAAGDM/3pXqTRKcD6Q/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--uLHjxicUuI/TmFD8al6LCI/AAAAAAAAGDM/3pXqTRKcD6Q/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+480.JPG" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well I haven't picked her up yet today (Friday) but I can report that Monday - Thursday went good for Lucy at school.&amp;nbsp; I have hope.&amp;nbsp; I swear to whoever that if the blog-effect ruins this in any way, you will NOT be hearing from me regarding any positive school news any more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home things are a little more, shall we say, fireworky.&amp;nbsp; Yeah. I get all the stuff that she so diligently holds inside of her during the school day and AIN'T THAT WHAT MOM'S ARE FOR??!!&amp;nbsp; I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't however handle her 6am wake up calls very well, so I could use a little magic morning sleeping dust please.&amp;nbsp; 6:40 is fine.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-1878374684438555671?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/1878374684438555671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=1878374684438555671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1878374684438555671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1878374684438555671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-week-of-first-grade-fwfg.html' title='First Week of First Grade (fwfg)'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--uLHjxicUuI/TmFD8al6LCI/AAAAAAAAGDM/3pXqTRKcD6Q/s72-c/07-18-2011+cabin+480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-6779989318848715310</id><published>2011-08-29T07:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T07:14:23.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of First Grade (FDFG)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFUy4BGRCOE/TluQgTCmJHI/AAAAAAAAGC4/sfedLmxpjcI/s1600/08-29-2011+first+day+of+school+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFUy4BGRCOE/TluQgTCmJHI/AAAAAAAAGC4/sfedLmxpjcI/s320/08-29-2011+first+day+of+school+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PSA8S9NV2tw/TluQiL5bxpI/AAAAAAAAGC8/ZW8p3diz2mQ/s1600/08-29-2011+first+day+of+school+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PSA8S9NV2tw/TluQiL5bxpI/AAAAAAAAGC8/ZW8p3diz2mQ/s320/08-29-2011+first+day+of+school+002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1h1iRHFbQo/TluQkTkY2EI/AAAAAAAAGDA/Fm6CXRhQQr8/s1600/08-29-2011+first+day+of+school+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1h1iRHFbQo/TluQkTkY2EI/AAAAAAAAGDA/Fm6CXRhQQr8/s320/08-29-2011+first+day+of+school+003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUZLbCSawgk/TluQmov74CI/AAAAAAAAGDE/4oOxQZ8du58/s1600/08-29-2011+first+day+of+school+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUZLbCSawgk/TluQmov74CI/AAAAAAAAGDE/4oOxQZ8du58/s320/08-29-2011+first+day+of+school+004.JPG" width="240" /&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/5326687909327874206-6779989318848715310?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/6779989318848715310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=6779989318848715310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6779989318848715310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6779989318848715310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-first-grade-fdfg.html' title='First Day of First Grade (FDFG)'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFUy4BGRCOE/TluQgTCmJHI/AAAAAAAAGC4/sfedLmxpjcI/s72-c/08-29-2011+first+day+of+school+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4978129513195799811</id><published>2011-08-28T06:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T06:43:20.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Grader</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEVo4wAhoGU/Tlo2ctv4beI/AAAAAAAAGCE/hyAmLXpPrYY/s1600/08-21-2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEVo4wAhoGU/Tlo2ctv4beI/AAAAAAAAGCE/hyAmLXpPrYY/s320/08-21-2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We've been kicking back and enjoying these last lazy (sort of) days of summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhh summer.&amp;nbsp; Never really appreciated it much until Lucy started school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZa-HfBFHuI/Tlo2fJEsOfI/AAAAAAAAGCI/wG9ZsZBlS-Y/s1600/08-21-2011+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZa-HfBFHuI/Tlo2fJEsOfI/AAAAAAAAGCI/wG9ZsZBlS-Y/s320/08-21-2011+048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though my days dont change much (a girl's gotta work), knowing that Lucy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;is happy and having a mental break from the hard work that is school relaxes me and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lets me have a mini-mental vacation.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lucy is double happy, spending her days at art camp or with grandma and her weekends/vacations rocking out doing things that she loves like camping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PcWDz2u6ZbA/Tlo2jYnfu0I/AAAAAAAAGCM/fdU-dkIrHQ8/s1600/08-21-2011+085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PcWDz2u6ZbA/Tlo2jYnfu0I/AAAAAAAAGCM/fdU-dkIrHQ8/s320/08-21-2011+085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Learing to ride a two-wheeler.&amp;nbsp; She still needs work on that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhKNrzeG9Ow/Tlo2lPq-06I/AAAAAAAAGCQ/JzO6w9ewI-s/s1600/08-21-2011+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhKNrzeG9Ow/Tlo2lPq-06I/AAAAAAAAGCQ/JzO6w9ewI-s/s320/08-21-2011+098.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cracking me up on the bus to the state fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iphtCyLBbuU/Tlo2m7hnUdI/AAAAAAAAGCU/v9TGrPxbE98/s1600/08-21-2011+106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iphtCyLBbuU/Tlo2m7hnUdI/AAAAAAAAGCU/v9TGrPxbE98/s320/08-21-2011+106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;having her very very own stick of cotton candy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rLbkui0EPI/Tlo2ozH8zoI/AAAAAAAAGCg/-CAqmm-B0K4/s1600/08-21-2011+119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rLbkui0EPI/Tlo2ozH8zoI/AAAAAAAAGCg/-CAqmm-B0K4/s320/08-21-2011+119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the butterfly house!&amp;nbsp; lucy loves it, i hate it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8TzcqlUwq-s/Tlo2rFelj_I/AAAAAAAAGCk/MNqZIjOOAjo/s1600/08-21-2011+136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8TzcqlUwq-s/Tlo2rFelj_I/AAAAAAAAGCk/MNqZIjOOAjo/s320/08-21-2011+136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;going on spinning dropping rides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3SqW7QJlKI/Tlo2stpAbCI/AAAAAAAAGCo/sLkocEEncgo/s1600/08-21-2011+163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3SqW7QJlKI/Tlo2stpAbCI/AAAAAAAAGCo/sLkocEEncgo/s320/08-21-2011+163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and visiting with President Obama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB30z5xQvww/Tlo2u5htpTI/AAAAAAAAGCs/ND968Qq_mQM/s1600/08-21-2011+173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB30z5xQvww/Tlo2u5htpTI/AAAAAAAAGCs/ND968Qq_mQM/s320/08-21-2011+173.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yup today is our last day of summer vacation and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we are both feeling the stress of what 1st grade will bring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SB4eTj1SWXU/Tlo2wW_48LI/AAAAAAAAGCw/f5E01Rrjx24/s1600/08-21-2011+203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SB4eTj1SWXU/Tlo2wW_48LI/AAAAAAAAGCw/f5E01Rrjx24/s320/08-21-2011+203.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hoping she finds her joy in school and learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wish us luck please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-4978129513195799811?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4978129513195799811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4978129513195799811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4978129513195799811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4978129513195799811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-grader.html' title='First Grader'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEVo4wAhoGU/Tlo2ctv4beI/AAAAAAAAGCE/hyAmLXpPrYY/s72-c/08-21-2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3087892940117653612</id><published>2011-08-07T07:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T07:14:16.850-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair care'/><title type='text'>Curly Hair Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mCgvK8IKT8/Tj6ObmwATnI/AAAAAAAAGBw/_uEeFk8O2cU/s1600/08-06-2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mCgvK8IKT8/Tj6ObmwATnI/AAAAAAAAGBw/_uEeFk8O2cU/s320/08-06-2011+002.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh curly hair care.&amp;nbsp; i've learned so much. I can keep her hair (mostly) healthy even when &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she spends time almost every day in a chlorinated pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNv571IaDLc/Tj6Odl7-tDI/AAAAAAAAGB0/VnLEAHXhB08/s1600/08-06-2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNv571IaDLc/Tj6Odl7-tDI/AAAAAAAAGB0/VnLEAHXhB08/s320/08-06-2011+003.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can do styles that last (and look decent) for a week or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tVXI4PWfMMY/Tj6OfyP2NpI/AAAAAAAAGB4/VgiCVntwlKY/s1600/08-06-2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tVXI4PWfMMY/Tj6OfyP2NpI/AAAAAAAAGB4/VgiCVntwlKY/s320/08-06-2011+004.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can spend lots of money on product, but when I am out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of product and money I know how to use coconut oil and olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;scented with a few drops of essential oils. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-coTNNmzTkoQ/Tj6Oh5fNRRI/AAAAAAAAGB8/KeCbM8lQpnI/s1600/08-06-2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-coTNNmzTkoQ/Tj6Oh5fNRRI/AAAAAAAAGB8/KeCbM8lQpnI/s320/08-06-2011+006.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when i do her hair, we can get by with a few tears and screams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when i try to bring her in it's drama city and more tears then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the hair people are comfortable with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sure wish I could help her tenderheadedness ease up a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3087892940117653612?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3087892940117653612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3087892940117653612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3087892940117653612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3087892940117653612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/08/curly-hair-care.html' title='Curly Hair Care'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mCgvK8IKT8/Tj6ObmwATnI/AAAAAAAAGBw/_uEeFk8O2cU/s72-c/08-06-2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5269241052311085750</id><published>2011-08-03T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:51:25.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hid her broken crocs one night</title><content type='html'>the next morning I got this voice mail from her (and her babysitter).&amp;nbsp; She had her sneakers on already FYI ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/8aXExxvp0oY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8aXExxvp0oY?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8aXExxvp0oY?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"momma, I don't know where they are.&amp;nbsp; Like, where are they?&amp;nbsp; I put them somewhere like they're just lost liek bye!&amp;nbsp; great! it's like there it is, right?&amp;nbsp; but where my croc's are, I don't even see them like I think Zeppelin at them.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, it's like any time my shoes are here now wehre could they be.&amp;nbsp; If i didn't do anything. I tidn't throw them around the house so um I don't know wehre they are.&amp;nbsp; but you can tell me where my crocs are ok?&amp;nbsp; this is a text message.&amp;nbsp; love you mom, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-5269241052311085750?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5269241052311085750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5269241052311085750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5269241052311085750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5269241052311085750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-hid-her-broken-crocs-one-night.html' title='I hid her broken crocs one night'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7027299065988216967</id><published>2011-08-02T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T20:26:35.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there</title><content type='html'>it's been so long since I've posted.&amp;nbsp; It's sad really.&amp;nbsp; This blog is mostly intended to be a record of sorts of Lucy's childhood.&amp;nbsp; I haven't even broke out the camera since mid July.&amp;nbsp; I blame this on our horribly hot summer.&amp;nbsp; All we do is swim and swimming + the camera do not equal success!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cW03MYS4xnA/TjiwU2dWkUI/AAAAAAAAGBs/GeTw7JWRqek/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cW03MYS4xnA/TjiwU2dWkUI/AAAAAAAAGBs/GeTw7JWRqek/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+391.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;here's a photo from vacation in July.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't Lucy look like a 20 year old?&amp;nbsp; Dang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Despite the fact that summer vacation hasn't really been a vacation at all (aside from that week in July) we've had lots of summer fun.&amp;nbsp; Swimming in the backyard or at the Y almost every day.&amp;nbsp; Her hair is wrecked but she's getting so strong and staying happy (which means I am mostly sane). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Seeing the complete difference in Lucy's mood/affect/aura since she finished Kindergarten makes me sad.&amp;nbsp; It was a hard year for her but during the year, I didn't really notice how it was impacting her whole core.&amp;nbsp; It was when she stepped out of there, the very next day, her whole self was more relaxed and more happy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ugh. It's heartbreaking really.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just want school to be fun for her, I want her to love learning.&amp;nbsp; Everything about it is so hard.&amp;nbsp; The social part, the academic part.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I do hope that 1st grade is better for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We still have the month of August to look forward to.&amp;nbsp; One week of staycation coming our way plus several weeks of daycamps and grandma care while I work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;stay tuned. i hope to be more consistent from now on.&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7027299065988216967?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7027299065988216967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7027299065988216967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7027299065988216967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7027299065988216967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello-there.html' title='Hello there'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cW03MYS4xnA/TjiwU2dWkUI/AAAAAAAAGBs/GeTw7JWRqek/s72-c/07-18-2011+cabin+391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7599269928027844372</id><published>2011-07-21T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T21:12:30.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation 2011 part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyojVVhdA5w/TijoMF1ecTI/AAAAAAAAF_4/TcITMZ3djVA/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyojVVhdA5w/TijoMF1ecTI/AAAAAAAAF_4/TcITMZ3djVA/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+048.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ahhhh summer.&amp;nbsp; we love it.&amp;nbsp; we spent our vacation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the boys again this year.&amp;nbsp; perfect way to spend a vacation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all of the kids very active.&amp;nbsp; Lucy took her scooter to the sk8 park.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should have taken my pineapple rum to the park.&amp;nbsp; I had several gasps but the girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stayed upright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e0H4W-ZsmNc/TijoOS1sVbI/AAAAAAAAF_8/latEmXp0U2U/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e0H4W-ZsmNc/TijoOS1sVbI/AAAAAAAAF_8/latEmXp0U2U/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+049.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we got the boys hooked on pippi longstocking. a random grocery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;store DVD grab.&amp;nbsp; great now i have that dang song stuck in my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;head again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MR1eYJYTdeE/TijoRPwhXaI/AAAAAAAAGAA/T6plcHxvb6I/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MR1eYJYTdeE/TijoRPwhXaI/AAAAAAAAGAA/T6plcHxvb6I/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+067.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan and Lucy are prepping her bike for our&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5 mile ride from Nevis to Dorset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoRKttx0BjQ/TijoTxY7XUI/AAAAAAAAGAE/9AaIde2dT64/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoRKttx0BjQ/TijoTxY7XUI/AAAAAAAAGAE/9AaIde2dT64/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+070.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;did you hear that?&amp;nbsp; 5 miles!&amp;nbsp; Lucy rode with hardly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a single complaint.&amp;nbsp; I was so proud of her.&amp;nbsp; She was so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;proud of herself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The boys actually rode the 5 miles back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to Nevis.&amp;nbsp; They did 10 miles!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WN20wFW6vGA/TijoWP3iNkI/AAAAAAAAGAM/tS8uYpc-xrA/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WN20wFW6vGA/TijoWP3iNkI/AAAAAAAAGAM/tS8uYpc-xrA/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+073.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a mid-point break &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2F0D4LG-Zvc/Tijocq5jAgI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/JGjRPYw7bSA/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2F0D4LG-Zvc/Tijocq5jAgI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/JGjRPYw7bSA/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+103.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the spoils at the end of the ride.&amp;nbsp; virgin margaritas and chips and salsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FadfnYvQsDg/TijofCW31wI/AAAAAAAAGAY/FojE1IsipiY/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FadfnYvQsDg/TijofCW31wI/AAAAAAAAGAY/FojE1IsipiY/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+116.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;just a beautiful girl sitting on a fence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaSqZMDeDpM/TijohK86z5I/AAAAAAAAGAc/fGFczmjMz3U/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaSqZMDeDpM/TijohK86z5I/AAAAAAAAGAc/fGFczmjMz3U/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+130.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cake flavored ice cream on a hot summer's night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqgCxqdBFfY/TijojUF5QsI/AAAAAAAAGAk/N0UWNTxeYr0/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqgCxqdBFfY/TijojUF5QsI/AAAAAAAAGAk/N0UWNTxeYr0/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+145.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in the lake every afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhlyWnHu8xc/Tijoli5jenI/AAAAAAAAGAs/J0mp_3P-Gzs/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhlyWnHu8xc/Tijoli5jenI/AAAAAAAAGAs/J0mp_3P-Gzs/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+151.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6nrXKJxizK4/TijooFqjVVI/AAAAAAAAGAw/7bk0REiCEpg/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6nrXKJxizK4/TijooFqjVVI/AAAAAAAAGAw/7bk0REiCEpg/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+168.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jacob liked to have accessories for his lake swims&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTeVhzUOyGs/TijoqGXfVPI/AAAAAAAAGA0/sCh_5ZiWDBA/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTeVhzUOyGs/TijoqGXfVPI/AAAAAAAAGA0/sCh_5ZiWDBA/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+198.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;every morning Lucy and I had our cups of coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUdF1X7dFxk/TijosDv0AyI/AAAAAAAAGA4/wTfF-QaI2Qg/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUdF1X7dFxk/TijosDv0AyI/AAAAAAAAGA4/wTfF-QaI2Qg/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+208.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sifting for treasures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6pKXtM7GSss/TijovBoIIDI/AAAAAAAAGBA/G89331PKTT0/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6pKXtM7GSss/TijovBoIIDI/AAAAAAAAGBA/G89331PKTT0/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+216.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy doing a jumpy thingy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--U_8u8eLxok/Tijoy-i_ywI/AAAAAAAAGBE/PWf6Z48rpKQ/s1600/07-18-2011+cabin+235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--U_8u8eLxok/Tijoy-i_ywI/AAAAAAAAGBE/PWf6Z48rpKQ/s320/07-18-2011+cabin+235.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she was a terrible driver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;more to come.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7599269928027844372?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7599269928027844372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7599269928027844372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7599269928027844372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7599269928027844372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation-2011-part-1.html' title='Vacation 2011 part 1'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyojVVhdA5w/TijoMF1ecTI/AAAAAAAAF_4/TcITMZ3djVA/s72-c/07-18-2011+cabin+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-8349220671616676022</id><published>2011-06-28T19:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:45:54.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sefera 2011 - the year I "let go" (a little)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-zP1PGmwCg/TgqARliDEhI/AAAAAAAAF98/T_FVa_6WJlU/s1600/06-27-2011+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-zP1PGmwCg/TgqARliDEhI/AAAAAAAAF98/T_FVa_6WJlU/s320/06-27-2011+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though Sefera 2011 was about 500 hours away from home it was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the best state park yet and the best year of the gathering.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The theme of this year's gathering (for me) was "leash lengthening"&amp;nbsp; with the help of Diane I was able to let Lucy have some much coveted freedom and space (from me).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lh2fIhprMgc/TgqAVERXQ3I/AAAAAAAAF-E/wgmmFhZa54U/s1600/06-27-2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lh2fIhprMgc/TgqAVERXQ3I/AAAAAAAAF-E/wgmmFhZa54U/s320/06-27-2011+020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look above,&amp;nbsp; I let L push Lucy soooooo freakn' high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't even gasp. Nope. I was all chill.&amp;nbsp; Granted I was thinking of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all the dang flying squirrels positioning themselves in the tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;over our tent, waiting for my middle of the night moment of weakness when I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;had to exit the tent to "use it".&amp;nbsp; Ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spoalvvf6y0/TgqAYIgLuTI/AAAAAAAAF-I/ulxnzJuIspI/s1600/06-27-2011+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spoalvvf6y0/TgqAYIgLuTI/AAAAAAAAF-I/ulxnzJuIspI/s320/06-27-2011+027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids had a little show.&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly Lucy wasn't into performing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Which is why, despite her beautiful looks and her obvious talent for singing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dancing and being a spit fire, I have not got her into anything like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;acting or modeling.&amp;nbsp; She moves when her spirit moves her, which is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;most definitely not when I would like her spirit to move her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YSN0fOz3nzY/TgqAa3BiJ_I/AAAAAAAAF-Q/Ylalfx7nVZA/s1600/06-27-2011+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YSN0fOz3nzY/TgqAa3BiJ_I/AAAAAAAAF-Q/Ylalfx7nVZA/s320/06-27-2011+039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I suppose it didn't help that she "accidentally" poked Og's eye out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with a large stick and was pretty ashamed and embarrassed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;about hurting him.&amp;nbsp; So she spent a lot of time curled up in my lap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln3gDceASmc/TgqAfbBeptI/AAAAAAAAF-U/uK9Mj_3BIms/s1600/06-27-2011+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln3gDceASmc/TgqAfbBeptI/AAAAAAAAF-U/uK9Mj_3BIms/s320/06-27-2011+055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She got over it and found the adorable A and W, who were all over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;learning about the hysterical (and annoying) 'old grandma in a rocking chair' joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;don't ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JibL4AVGvJE/TgqAiHTpg1I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/vOvGiDxAb3k/s1600/06-27-2011+066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JibL4AVGvJE/TgqAiHTpg1I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/vOvGiDxAb3k/s320/06-27-2011+066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we had a nice visit from the lovely G/B/W.&amp;nbsp; we love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0b3aXomrTk/TgqAlNav0bI/AAAAAAAAF-c/eeO1c_Qk3Go/s1600/06-27-2011+069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0b3aXomrTk/TgqAlNav0bI/AAAAAAAAF-c/eeO1c_Qk3Go/s320/06-27-2011+069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy discovered that she can scooter like nobodies business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she scootered all over the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GyQ0oKGqkmY/TgqAnkRXRVI/AAAAAAAAF-k/XpS7uQFiK4o/s1600/06-27-2011+079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GyQ0oKGqkmY/TgqAnkRXRVI/AAAAAAAAF-k/XpS7uQFiK4o/s320/06-27-2011+079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;uh. um. these two will make a lovely couple some day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYrAMJjKGfg/TgqAp3rivqI/AAAAAAAAF-o/ETe7N_judXE/s1600/06-27-2011+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYrAMJjKGfg/TgqAp3rivqI/AAAAAAAAF-o/ETe7N_judXE/s320/06-27-2011+082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-badteeKBf7c/TgqAs2GU3qI/AAAAAAAAF-s/Fg_-dWJC8AA/s1600/06-27-2011+099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-badteeKBf7c/TgqAs2GU3qI/AAAAAAAAF-s/Fg_-dWJC8AA/s320/06-27-2011+099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;went for several bike rides.&amp;nbsp; Lucy is doing so great on her bike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4eqRwchWa0/TgqAvHOFWJI/AAAAAAAAF-w/fmRzRwVU8EY/s1600/06-27-2011+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4eqRwchWa0/TgqAvHOFWJI/AAAAAAAAF-w/fmRzRwVU8EY/s320/06-27-2011+103.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;beach time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O5WzbZKi3AY/TgqAy3kFg9I/AAAAAAAAF-8/UopnO383Mkc/s1600/06-27-2011+108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O5WzbZKi3AY/TgqAy3kFg9I/AAAAAAAAF-8/UopnO383Mkc/s320/06-27-2011+108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we always paint rocks when we camp and leave them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;as treasures for another camper to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jI7EZCPXApg/TgqA1FJkEII/AAAAAAAAF_A/27M2-rE-fAs/s1600/06-27-2011+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jI7EZCPXApg/TgqA1FJkEII/AAAAAAAAF_A/27M2-rE-fAs/s320/06-27-2011+116.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a little quiet lunch break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm2lLCYesf4/TgqA4F6e_VI/AAAAAAAAF_E/r_qU7DRPthQ/s1600/06-27-2011+132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm2lLCYesf4/TgqA4F6e_VI/AAAAAAAAF_E/r_qU7DRPthQ/s320/06-27-2011+132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;her own private lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6RNqmwKbLg/TgqA-ljmiTI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/3wiVhosN6KM/s1600/06-27-2011+147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6RNqmwKbLg/TgqA-ljmiTI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/3wiVhosN6KM/s320/06-27-2011+147.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dancing to mc hammer at the campsite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQSNm4yMpH8/TgqBBzyxVxI/AAAAAAAAF_U/vDLs9nN2bS0/s1600/06-27-2011+165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQSNm4yMpH8/TgqBBzyxVxI/AAAAAAAAF_U/vDLs9nN2bS0/s320/06-27-2011+165.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;scootering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wn6XQlCSmQU/TgqBE4EnPUI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/Fg2xpqbHHY0/s1600/06-27-2011+166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wn6XQlCSmQU/TgqBE4EnPUI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/Fg2xpqbHHY0/s320/06-27-2011+166.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ginormous marshmallow roast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BosjWDnV4gM/TgqBH645wPI/AAAAAAAAF_g/fk9zIvrYXD8/s1600/06-27-2011+180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BosjWDnV4gM/TgqBH645wPI/AAAAAAAAF_g/fk9zIvrYXD8/s320/06-27-2011+180.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;arrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhh&amp;nbsp; wood tick!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or just another campground tattoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXczyR2PAac/TgqBLskv44I/AAAAAAAAF_k/4EheHpQmsBc/s1600/06-27-2011+190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXczyR2PAac/TgqBLskv44I/AAAAAAAAF_k/4EheHpQmsBc/s320/06-27-2011+190.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cuties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cyelmhGRzQ/TgqBOzYnXOI/AAAAAAAAF_o/K9CWSX2KfNA/s1600/06-27-2011+196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cyelmhGRzQ/TgqBOzYnXOI/AAAAAAAAF_o/K9CWSX2KfNA/s320/06-27-2011+196.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TvVOyhT2IiY/TgqBSVfuUDI/AAAAAAAAF_s/PKtTw6s_VOI/s1600/06-27-2011+197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TvVOyhT2IiY/TgqBSVfuUDI/AAAAAAAAF_s/PKtTw6s_VOI/s320/06-27-2011+197.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a hug good-bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7yx6too8EA/TgqBVdBVEDI/AAAAAAAAF_0/AzFpgQZJgGk/s1600/06-27-2011+206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7yx6too8EA/TgqBVdBVEDI/AAAAAAAAF_0/AzFpgQZJgGk/s320/06-27-2011+206.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;discovered as we neared the dells (after hours of driving) that Mel and Morgan were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;about 20 miles ahead of us (they were at the dells while we were camping).&amp;nbsp; did some creative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;road antics and ended up eating lunch together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's last year's Sefera post &lt;a href="http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/06/sefara-2010.html"&gt;http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/06/sefara-2010.html&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/5326687909327874206-8349220671616676022?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/8349220671616676022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=8349220671616676022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8349220671616676022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8349220671616676022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/06/sefera-2011-year-i-let-go-little.html' title='Sefera 2011 - the year I &quot;let go&quot; (a little)'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-zP1PGmwCg/TgqARliDEhI/AAAAAAAAF98/T_FVa_6WJlU/s72-c/06-27-2011+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5084060228145202603</id><published>2011-06-20T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T13:51:02.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Juneteenth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-UwbzcjM2c/Tf-im97v7tI/AAAAAAAAF9c/Y4e0ewdR0K8/s1600/06-20-2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-UwbzcjM2c/Tf-im97v7tI/AAAAAAAAF9c/Y4e0ewdR0K8/s320/06-20-2011+004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On Saturday we headed to our city's Juneteenth event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way there I did an age appropriate (in my opinion) 3 minute explanation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;about the history of slavery in our country.&amp;nbsp; Hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mama what if someone stole me and you didn't even get to say goodbye?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You mean they never got to see their families again??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I mean, that is just soooo mean, that is so mean, they should have gone to jail"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ozc-n8jdLao/Tf-ipn5knJI/AAAAAAAAF9g/4AYzer5F7oQ/s1600/06-20-2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ozc-n8jdLao/Tf-ipn5knJI/AAAAAAAAF9g/4AYzer5F7oQ/s320/06-20-2011+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of jail.&amp;nbsp; There were about 2 cops at the event for every one attendee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously.&amp;nbsp; Hey people who are about to shut our state down due to a budget crisis/impasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have some money saving ideas ....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm not exaggerating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BUT the cops did provide ample opportunity for Lucy to embarrass the bejezus out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KCSfNMX4Itc/Tf-isEVm0SI/AAAAAAAAF9k/qPu4rjbYDt4/s1600/06-20-2011+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KCSfNMX4Itc/Tf-isEVm0SI/AAAAAAAAF9k/qPu4rjbYDt4/s320/06-20-2011+027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey police man, excuse me sir ..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cop "yes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"you don't really need your gun or handcuffs"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cop "what?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"my grandpa has a great big gun and my mom gave me her handcuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so if you just come over to my house i can give them to you to catch the bad guys"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cop "complete stunned silence"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;me .... dying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"oh i also have sleeping medicine you can give the bad guy so he doesn't fight so much"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M48VWiiHc10/Tf-iu6ryhKI/AAAAAAAAF9o/vamyo1sxF_0/s1600/06-20-2011+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M48VWiiHc10/Tf-iu6ryhKI/AAAAAAAAF9o/vamyo1sxF_0/s320/06-20-2011+030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so. no one got arrested or investigated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kscpukbNJ5s/Tf-iwxIjyfI/AAAAAAAAF9s/YjV0kPoixZI/s1600/06-20-2011+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kscpukbNJ5s/Tf-iwxIjyfI/AAAAAAAAF9s/YjV0kPoixZI/s320/06-20-2011+031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the kids had a blast.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqks6AYLzdY/Tf-izgvK0YI/AAAAAAAAF9w/f8zvfbXOPm8/s1600/06-20-2011+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqks6AYLzdY/Tf-izgvK0YI/AAAAAAAAF9w/f8zvfbXOPm8/s320/06-20-2011+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy was stunning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aAJd16OdaMg/Tf-i23SuTLI/AAAAAAAAF94/IORJPJudKPQ/s1600/06-20-2011+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aAJd16OdaMg/Tf-i23SuTLI/AAAAAAAAF94/IORJPJudKPQ/s320/06-20-2011+039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she got a lot of time to practice and refine her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hip hop/break dance/salsa/poetry in motion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-5084060228145202603?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5084060228145202603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5084060228145202603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5084060228145202603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5084060228145202603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/06/juneteenth.html' title='Juneteenth'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-UwbzcjM2c/Tf-im97v7tI/AAAAAAAAF9c/Y4e0ewdR0K8/s72-c/06-20-2011+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4620253027274442095</id><published>2011-06-18T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T21:06:29.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy has a crush (another one)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VETt2dI9Gmc/Tf1m5CHeyNI/AAAAAAAAF88/lNIuJb-W_1k/s1600/06-16-2011+081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VETt2dI9Gmc/Tf1m5CHeyNI/AAAAAAAAF88/lNIuJb-W_1k/s320/06-16-2011+081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So Lucy has a crush on our friend Roman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think the crush might be mutual as he dropped everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;at his job and came down to see her as soon as he heard she&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;was downtown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxpOHU8PgKY/Tf1m75Q8XuI/AAAAAAAAF9A/2zPhEsu4fxY/s1600/06-16-2011+083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxpOHU8PgKY/Tf1m75Q8XuI/AAAAAAAAF9A/2zPhEsu4fxY/s320/06-16-2011+083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had a nice little catch up chat about bad guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the probability of taping them to the ceiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;as a crime deterrent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMoRdFuwvzM/Tf1m-9bEo9I/AAAAAAAAF9E/Kn8xuJ1L1SU/s1600/06-16-2011+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMoRdFuwvzM/Tf1m-9bEo9I/AAAAAAAAF9E/Kn8xuJ1L1SU/s320/06-16-2011+084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy then showed Roman her slivers.&amp;nbsp; If I even glance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;at her slivers she runs away screaming, 'just leave them alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they are fine"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-09C9NQF31rI/Tf1nBJzQ1mI/AAAAAAAAF9M/IlrZVTKLiCg/s1600/06-16-2011+087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-09C9NQF31rI/Tf1nBJzQ1mI/AAAAAAAAF9M/IlrZVTKLiCg/s320/06-16-2011+087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but Roman, he's allowed to use tweezers to pull them out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and Lucy didn't even flinch.&amp;nbsp; That is true love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-4620253027274442095?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4620253027274442095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4620253027274442095' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4620253027274442095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4620253027274442095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/06/lucy-has-crush-another-one.html' title='Lucy has a crush (another one)'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VETt2dI9Gmc/Tf1m5CHeyNI/AAAAAAAAF88/lNIuJb-W_1k/s72-c/06-16-2011+081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3131303625101941087</id><published>2011-06-17T05:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T05:39:57.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dentistry and Social Work and Single incomes ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6_k42IvL-o/TfqyuspVO1I/AAAAAAAAF8c/I67stVsVk9c/s1600/06-16-2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6_k42IvL-o/TfqyuspVO1I/AAAAAAAAF8c/I67stVsVk9c/s320/06-16-2011+001.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So the short story is this:&amp;nbsp; being a single mom with a social worker salary and having no &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dental insurance is a really really crappy mix.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-V7EOJPQ_g/Tfqyx3URuOI/AAAAAAAAF8g/YE-ph6-Efe8/s1600/06-16-2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-V7EOJPQ_g/Tfqyx3URuOI/AAAAAAAAF8g/YE-ph6-Efe8/s320/06-16-2011+003.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The longer story:&amp;nbsp; In February we went to the free cleaning/check up program Give Kids A Smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In February at that appointment I was told that Lucy had no cavities.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--69l4ZOJuOk/Tfqyz_ysEMI/AAAAAAAAF8k/q5ZVIhJWgmo/s1600/06-16-2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--69l4ZOJuOk/Tfqyz_ysEMI/AAAAAAAAF8k/q5ZVIhJWgmo/s320/06-16-2011+004.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I was surprised that a few months later, while eating some fresh pineapple Lucy started&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;crying in agony, saying her tooth hurt.&amp;nbsp; Crap.&amp;nbsp; We went to the dentist. The first dentist took some xrays and said that the two cavities were too deep for him to handle and he referred us to a children's dental clinic.&amp;nbsp; He kindly charged only for the xrays he took, at a 50% discount.&amp;nbsp; Which turns out to be the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;only break we are getting.&amp;nbsp; We go to the children's dentist.&amp;nbsp; For $85 he took two minutes to look at our $20 xrays and said that one tooth has to be pulled at an oral surgeon.&amp;nbsp; After the pulled tooth area heals, he will need to put in a spacer in that spot to keep her teeth straight, plus do a "kiddy root canal" on the other bad tooth, along with a cap.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aONbIqOn3yY/Tfqy2BzUS7I/AAAAAAAAF8o/MY_BgnQmMBw/s1600/06-16-2011+096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aONbIqOn3yY/Tfqy2BzUS7I/AAAAAAAAF8o/MY_BgnQmMBw/s320/06-16-2011+096.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So we went to the oral surgeon. Who for a mere $300 gassed her up, numbed her up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and pulled out the offending tooth.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIERsKgZT5s/Tfqy3ZLOcyI/AAAAAAAAF8s/Mpy271KV63U/s1600/06-16-2011+099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIERsKgZT5s/Tfqy3ZLOcyI/AAAAAAAAF8s/Mpy271KV63U/s320/06-16-2011+099.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She had a hard time bouncing back from the laughing gas.&amp;nbsp; Poor baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALzQWrTlCpU/Tfqy9aR5ClI/AAAAAAAAF84/rQyrWMre81A/s1600/06-16-2011+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALzQWrTlCpU/Tfqy9aR5ClI/AAAAAAAAF84/rQyrWMre81A/s320/06-16-2011+100.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So when it's all said and done.&amp;nbsp; The kid who had no cavities in February, will cost her mom a month's salary on dental care.&amp;nbsp; A MONTH'S salary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone have a nice brother, brother-in-law, etc they want to introduce me too???&amp;nbsp; I could totally dig on doing grass-roots, old-school social work for a long time if say I had a 2nd income to add to the mix.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder what the odds are on universal health care ever really coming to the US?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or maybe simply having the work I do valued in the same way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;other work is valued?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah. I thought so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. she's totally worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.p.s the families i work for are totally worth it too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.p.p.s&amp;nbsp; please vote carefully in the next election friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3131303625101941087?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3131303625101941087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3131303625101941087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3131303625101941087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3131303625101941087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/06/dentistry-and-social-work-and-single.html' title='Dentistry and Social Work and Single incomes ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6_k42IvL-o/TfqyuspVO1I/AAAAAAAAF8c/I67stVsVk9c/s72-c/06-16-2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-8953304418661676524</id><published>2011-06-16T05:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T05:12:21.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3D2qhCofi8/TfnhzXWT2II/AAAAAAAAF7o/VT3W-_cXU-4/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3D2qhCofi8/TfnhzXWT2II/AAAAAAAAF7o/VT3W-_cXU-4/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+003.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Kindergarten,&amp;nbsp; We are glad to see you go.&amp;nbsp; You whomped us hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From the first two hours of the very first day of school, you got us good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy is fierce. Kindergarten was not ready for such a force. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was not ready for the trauma that was called being the mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;forced to advocate, almost every day, for the force.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDTO5SYx0k4/Tfnh5MhMtfI/AAAAAAAAF7w/c9cRCwpaW3U/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDTO5SYx0k4/Tfnh5MhMtfI/AAAAAAAAF7w/c9cRCwpaW3U/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+008.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't get me wrong.&amp;nbsp; We LOVE her school.&amp;nbsp; We LOVE her kindergarten teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to know everyone very quickly.&amp;nbsp; Lucy spent time in the director's office, the assistant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;director's office, the special ed office...&amp;nbsp; Everyone worked hard to make the year and the classroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;successful for Lucy.&amp;nbsp; Lucy, the amazing one, worked extra hard, EVERY SINGLE DAY, to make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the classroom successful for her.&amp;nbsp; It was hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVN8aRkHGMI/Tfnh7jx6upI/AAAAAAAAF70/vq-7w5MFQ6k/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVN8aRkHGMI/Tfnh7jx6upI/AAAAAAAAF70/vq-7w5MFQ6k/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+009.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was hard for her experienced teacher Miss Natalie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mH83aRoBHt8/Tfnh9YdnCHI/AAAAAAAAF74/AKQXiNJhEFc/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mH83aRoBHt8/Tfnh9YdnCHI/AAAAAAAAF74/AKQXiNJhEFc/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+011.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These tags did not exist before this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_l5HbZ9_cM/Tfnh_bkz85I/AAAAAAAAF78/sghvYoAjTvM/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_l5HbZ9_cM/Tfnh_bkz85I/AAAAAAAAF78/sghvYoAjTvM/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+014.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy was excited to see an old buddy from preschool in her class, and met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;new friends as well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qmOOcUYMV4/TfniBKzCcgI/AAAAAAAAF8E/XkdjzmqslyM/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qmOOcUYMV4/TfniBKzCcgI/AAAAAAAAF8E/XkdjzmqslyM/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+015.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Jermaine, Lucy spent time with him when she was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"too disruptive for class".&amp;nbsp; One day she said to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"mom, Jermaine makes me like school" so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_i_4KPg-rTk/TfniDGQBEHI/AAAAAAAAF8I/5cS2OEYEQhQ/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_i_4KPg-rTk/TfniDGQBEHI/AAAAAAAAF8I/5cS2OEYEQhQ/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+020.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;donning her cap and gown with Sherry.&amp;nbsp; Sherry had access to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;first aid materials.&amp;nbsp; Lucy's love of doctor gloves is her longest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;standing obsession.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2s6bYaxJlE/TfniEiv4_2I/AAAAAAAAF8M/LzSLKFLzMe4/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2s6bYaxJlE/TfniEiv4_2I/AAAAAAAAF8M/LzSLKFLzMe4/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+022.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and despite how difficult and troubling kindergarten was.&amp;nbsp; I cried when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she graduated.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe I have a stinkn' first grader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQBvUyae19Y/TfniGo445lI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/SBLmzT6AhPM/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQBvUyae19Y/TfniGo445lI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/SBLmzT6AhPM/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+023.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehN8jz7DIyM/TfniI3cP66I/AAAAAAAAF8U/sij2sKjqaQ4/s1600/06-08-2011+graduation+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehN8jz7DIyM/TfniI3cP66I/AAAAAAAAF8U/sij2sKjqaQ4/s320/06-08-2011+graduation+046.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to a summer of fun and restoration.&amp;nbsp; A few months to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mature. A few months of having a night a week with my friend Jen (who is going to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tutor her and help get her reading up to speed).&amp;nbsp; A few months of not being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in trouble. A few months of me not feeling sick to my stomach every time my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;phone rings between 10:15 and 4:15.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to having a first grader!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-8953304418661676524?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/8953304418661676524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=8953304418661676524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8953304418661676524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8953304418661676524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/06/graduate.html' title='The Graduate'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3D2qhCofi8/TfnhzXWT2II/AAAAAAAAF7o/VT3W-_cXU-4/s72-c/06-08-2011+graduation+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7493535841755101722</id><published>2011-06-03T13:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T13:45:41.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year at the Bus Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=e1ff41ab4b54cd8b00f10a" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="320" height="284" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=e1ff41ab4b54cd8b00f10a&amp;skin_id=1011&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:320px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt0" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make photo slide shows at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&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/5326687909327874206-7493535841755101722?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7493535841755101722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7493535841755101722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7493535841755101722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7493535841755101722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/06/year-at-bus-stop.html' title='A Year at the Bus Stop'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4232361303947555249</id><published>2011-06-02T06:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T06:32:12.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soar</title><content type='html'>Nothing makes my heart soar to the point of happy sore more then observing Lucy being Lucy when she doesn't know I am watching.&amp;nbsp; I just felt love increase again, how is that even possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_XEbeec2Jc/TeeCwxREZdI/AAAAAAAAF7k/Y5OX_6Gf8z8/s1600/05-28-2011+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_XEbeec2Jc/TeeCwxREZdI/AAAAAAAAF7k/Y5OX_6Gf8z8/s320/05-28-2011+074.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&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/5326687909327874206-4232361303947555249?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4232361303947555249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4232361303947555249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4232361303947555249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4232361303947555249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/06/soar.html' title='Soar'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_XEbeec2Jc/TeeCwxREZdI/AAAAAAAAF7k/Y5OX_6Gf8z8/s72-c/05-28-2011+074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1503744479608334593</id><published>2011-05-17T20:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T20:10:48.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She's 6!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W8TlePRVi2I/TdMpHtr1mPI/AAAAAAAAF7A/SyZzeoz7r9g/s1600/05-01-2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W8TlePRVi2I/TdMpHtr1mPI/AAAAAAAAF7A/SyZzeoz7r9g/s320/05-01-2011+019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, my baby turned 6 last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SIX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's getting good at basketball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2CLM8sA0PNs/TdMpKZ0ZDrI/AAAAAAAAF7E/0XZ5BTnoEWU/s1600/05-01-2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2CLM8sA0PNs/TdMpKZ0ZDrI/AAAAAAAAF7E/0XZ5BTnoEWU/s320/05-01-2011+024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The basketball was courtesy of the Easter bunny.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The bunny isn't such a huge fan of Lucy on sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MD1GVHweNWc/TdMpNPyH7sI/AAAAAAAAF7I/saAvMuo9r_4/s1600/05-01-2011+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MD1GVHweNWc/TdMpNPyH7sI/AAAAAAAAF7I/saAvMuo9r_4/s320/05-01-2011+048.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's a farmer now.&amp;nbsp; I have developed a little addiction to Value Village thrift store. She's getting lots of pretty dresses, and these overalls!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNpl6NCPZgE/TdMpO3EKFsI/AAAAAAAAF7M/xc_o_VgDB3E/s1600/05-01-2011+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNpl6NCPZgE/TdMpO3EKFsI/AAAAAAAAF7M/xc_o_VgDB3E/s320/05-01-2011+052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy became a patient at Shriner's.&amp;nbsp; As part of a study she gets access to three different types of assistive devices.&amp;nbsp; We have to pick up device three soon.&amp;nbsp; Here is Trent.&amp;nbsp; Lucy loves him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1o_1nomN1yg/TdMpQlS9R7I/AAAAAAAAF7Q/tG_84gDSZ8c/s1600/05-01-2011+056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1o_1nomN1yg/TdMpQlS9R7I/AAAAAAAAF7Q/tG_84gDSZ8c/s320/05-01-2011+056.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She had such a hard time resisting touching the sticky goo they used to make the mold.&amp;nbsp; "I SO BAD want to touch it" but she refrained and I applauded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9WO1fWKkfcU/TdMpSoAsRDI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/nTP4dqVtIzQ/s1600/05-01-2011+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9WO1fWKkfcU/TdMpSoAsRDI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/nTP4dqVtIzQ/s320/05-01-2011+060.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You know "the boys"?&amp;nbsp; The ones I babysit?&amp;nbsp; Well the boys and their mom gave Lucy two rats for her birthday.&amp;nbsp; Ratchet and Millie.&amp;nbsp; They are sweet and Lucy loves them.&amp;nbsp; I am developing a fondness for them as well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exTs8bxW6-M/TdMpUsmarzI/AAAAAAAAF7c/PQSuCnlIvYM/s1600/05-01-2011+065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exTs8bxW6-M/TdMpUsmarzI/AAAAAAAAF7c/PQSuCnlIvYM/s320/05-01-2011+065.JPG" width="240" /&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/5326687909327874206-1503744479608334593?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/1503744479608334593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=1503744479608334593' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1503744479608334593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1503744479608334593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/05/shes-6.html' title='She&apos;s 6!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W8TlePRVi2I/TdMpHtr1mPI/AAAAAAAAF7A/SyZzeoz7r9g/s72-c/05-01-2011+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1435036691143336624</id><published>2011-05-16T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:27:44.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Relations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXIsJE2_KO0/TdHaTx2zMJI/AAAAAAAAF6s/888YuEwfuUk/s1600/05-01-2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXIsJE2_KO0/TdHaTx2zMJI/AAAAAAAAF6s/888YuEwfuUk/s320/05-01-2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've been blessed with a child who knows who she is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All "the books" say that kids start noticing race around 3 or 4.&amp;nbsp; She definitely started&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at or before age three.&amp;nbsp; She notices everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talking about race (thus far) is easy with her because she asks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she notices, she challenges.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0yZ6iFfck0/TdHaVvgMg3I/AAAAAAAAF6w/CkEfejqdozE/s1600/05-16-2011+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0yZ6iFfck0/TdHaVvgMg3I/AAAAAAAAF6w/CkEfejqdozE/s320/05-16-2011+023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to include a photo of Lucy's aunt Jen because Jen is about the whitest (especially at the end of winter) person we know.&amp;nbsp; Hey Jen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuLsheE7ecE/TdHaXo82sFI/AAAAAAAAF60/jX7ywljJAc4/s1600/05-16-2011+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuLsheE7ecE/TdHaXo82sFI/AAAAAAAAF60/jX7ywljJAc4/s320/05-16-2011+032.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's also a challenge, Lucy's ability to pay attention to and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;really see the people around her.&amp;nbsp; It challenges me to keep us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;surrounded by more then just white people.&amp;nbsp; She notices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other day we had just sat down at Fasika and Lucy was looking around, meeting most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;people with her direct eye contact.&amp;nbsp; Her eyes got bigger and bigger as she scanned the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Suddenly she reaches over and grabs my hand and in a low voice she says "momma, I dont' think they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;allow white people in here".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She notices.&amp;nbsp; It was sort of funny but the message I took home in the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;was to do whatever I can, while I can, to see to it that she never feels that way about herself and black people.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Thp873jPAEw/TdHaZr6W5TI/AAAAAAAAF64/GV-gmixjOHQ/s1600/05-16-2011+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Thp873jPAEw/TdHaZr6W5TI/AAAAAAAAF64/GV-gmixjOHQ/s320/05-16-2011+034.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today we were driving to the grocery store to pick up dinner from the deli. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy says "momma, do they have injera at this deli?"&amp;nbsp; I say no.&amp;nbsp; She &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lets out a disgusted sigh ....&amp;nbsp; "we should just go somewhere where it isn't just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;boring white people"&amp;nbsp; she quickly added "not you momma, you're not boring, you're not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;really white you are more like ummmm you're like, well hmmmm"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was almost like she predicted that we'd be eating tasteless boring dry turkey breast but that's another blog post for another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every day I pray "let me do this job as good as i possibly can"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully I have a village here to help me out and teach me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We're counting on your help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-1435036691143336624?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/1435036691143336624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=1435036691143336624' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1435036691143336624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1435036691143336624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/05/race-relations.html' title='Race Relations'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXIsJE2_KO0/TdHaTx2zMJI/AAAAAAAAF6s/888YuEwfuUk/s72-c/05-01-2011+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3705896202905906050</id><published>2011-04-19T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T21:06:06.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPPJUwpv_Hk/Ta5NOJe2IiI/AAAAAAAAF6o/e67Eg-Q6N98/s1600/04-16-2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPPJUwpv_Hk/Ta5NOJe2IiI/AAAAAAAAF6o/e67Eg-Q6N98/s320/04-16-2011+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday I agreed to let her cut this doll head's hair with real scissors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I let her do this because it bought me about 25 minutes of peace and quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was also impressed to see her play with actual toys for any amount of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another confession:&amp;nbsp; It's Tuesday night and the dolls hair is still on the floor of the sunroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3705896202905906050?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3705896202905906050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3705896202905906050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3705896202905906050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3705896202905906050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/04/confession.html' title='Confession ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPPJUwpv_Hk/Ta5NOJe2IiI/AAAAAAAAF6o/e67Eg-Q6N98/s72-c/04-16-2011+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3445269904848094771</id><published>2011-04-18T19:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:38:33.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There are many times....</title><content type='html'>when she is so precious that my heart literally hurts.&amp;nbsp; There are other times when she talks so much with so little pause that my ears literally hurt.&amp;nbsp; This was one of those times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="&amp;amp;p=dd173612d775402f57ad26&amp;amp;skin_id=1011&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" height="284" name="FLVPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" salign="LT" scale="noscale" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=dd173612d775402f57ad26" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px/20px verdana, arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; text-align: center; width: 320px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt2" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&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/5326687909327874206-3445269904848094771?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3445269904848094771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3445269904848094771' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3445269904848094771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3445269904848094771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/04/there-are-many-times.html' title='There are many times....'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7972221613381095815</id><published>2011-04-17T19:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:06:44.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I will be honest</title><content type='html'>Lucy and I had a sort of pissy morning today.&amp;nbsp; I take almost all of the blame.&amp;nbsp; I did NOT want to engage.&amp;nbsp; I didn't.&amp;nbsp; I wanted her to play with a toy or something (ha good luck me).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When lunch came and went I knew I had to follow through on our nature center plans or I would waste this Sunday away and just set Lucy up for a terrible Monday at school.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went and I can say that I pretty much rocked the parenting think from 1pm -5pm (a brief intermission of whiney guilt inducing parenting over the dinner hour) and again from 6pm til bedtime.&amp;nbsp; Here is some photographic evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JbBBt0AotLc/TauLz2bE7GI/AAAAAAAAF5s/SpSHDaUVU0I/s1600/04-17-2011+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JbBBt0AotLc/TauLz2bE7GI/AAAAAAAAF5s/SpSHDaUVU0I/s320/04-17-2011+060.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;get a cranky, wild, sensory-seeking girl out in the woods and the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;stay for 2 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tb3ipmWIUAQ/TauL6Ij_vPI/AAAAAAAAF5w/wa0FEZjp8z4/s1600/04-17-2011+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tb3ipmWIUAQ/TauL6Ij_vPI/AAAAAAAAF5w/wa0FEZjp8z4/s320/04-17-2011+061.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watch her spirit soar like it was meant to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy her like a mom should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJNa761-ZYE/TauL-BgN7UI/AAAAAAAAF54/GaF4BgnfRtc/s1600/04-17-2011+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJNa761-ZYE/TauL-BgN7UI/AAAAAAAAF54/GaF4BgnfRtc/s320/04-17-2011+070.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;see her challenge herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;still those gasps and those "be carefuls"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(as much as you can)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bthiFbIAago/TauMFXoNcbI/AAAAAAAAF58/OJ7MPTX6YEg/s1600/04-17-2011+085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bthiFbIAago/TauMFXoNcbI/AAAAAAAAF58/OJ7MPTX6YEg/s320/04-17-2011+085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;extend that city length leash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;watch her enjoy that trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3L3i4Ghdew/TauMHTLu9BI/AAAAAAAAF6A/qvhALFj-z2g/s1600/04-17-2011+090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3L3i4Ghdew/TauMHTLu9BI/AAAAAAAAF6A/qvhALFj-z2g/s320/04-17-2011+090.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;try not to completely FREAK OUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when she catches a snake, and holds it like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she's been catching and handling snakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;her whole life (she has not)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X7Sg80oyK-0/TauMOXpw7vI/AAAAAAAAF6I/hcpna-Y6h8A/s1600/04-17-2011+095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X7Sg80oyK-0/TauMOXpw7vI/AAAAAAAAF6I/hcpna-Y6h8A/s320/04-17-2011+095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;enjoy the solitude of just us two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SLPl2zGqiKo/TauMV1S_NQI/AAAAAAAAF6M/MgZQUXnao-w/s1600/04-17-2011+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SLPl2zGqiKo/TauMV1S_NQI/AAAAAAAAF6M/MgZQUXnao-w/s320/04-17-2011+100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;watch her imagination run completely wild&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and beautiful and amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTo4Y2VBAu0/TauMaZvuU2I/AAAAAAAAF6Q/S5B1yTqofh0/s1600/04-17-2011+138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTo4Y2VBAu0/TauMaZvuU2I/AAAAAAAAF6Q/S5B1yTqofh0/s320/04-17-2011+138.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;see her turn a leaf into a treasure map.&amp;nbsp; i see the treasure, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i am looking right at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DddCUKf1dYk/TauMhV3YnZI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/Jy309F25BX0/s1600/04-17-2011+147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DddCUKf1dYk/TauMhV3YnZI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/Jy309F25BX0/s320/04-17-2011+147.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;quickly mourn that this seems to be the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that rolling down hills turns a little "gross" to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxbAwinXhGE/TauMqci_FlI/AAAAAAAAF6c/bBkoX8LhBUA/s1600/04-17-2011+158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxbAwinXhGE/TauMqci_FlI/AAAAAAAAF6c/bBkoX8LhBUA/s320/04-17-2011+158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;let her climb as high as she can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lx51Yy8-zHI/TauMwjCE08I/AAAAAAAAF6g/7A5dH8FZil0/s1600/04-17-2011+172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lx51Yy8-zHI/TauMwjCE08I/AAAAAAAAF6g/7A5dH8FZil0/s320/04-17-2011+172.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;watch her turn logs into a "stairway to heaven"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and then curse as that song gets stuck in your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;head the rest of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Mother Nature.&amp;nbsp; Once again you came to our rescue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7972221613381095815?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7972221613381095815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7972221613381095815' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7972221613381095815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7972221613381095815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-will-be-honest.html' title='I will be honest'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JbBBt0AotLc/TauLz2bE7GI/AAAAAAAAF5s/SpSHDaUVU0I/s72-c/04-17-2011+060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1519583091685044764</id><published>2011-04-16T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T22:05:38.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in love ...</title><content type='html'>With this family and the video they made and the distance they've travelled and the writing on the wall in the video.&amp;nbsp; Go here.&amp;nbsp; Watch the video.&amp;nbsp; Cry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.welcometomybrain.net/2011/04/three-years.html"&gt;http://www.welcometomybrain.net/2011/04/three-years.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go ahead and read the rest of the blog.&amp;nbsp; learn. do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-1519583091685044764?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/1519583091685044764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=1519583091685044764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1519583091685044764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1519583091685044764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-in-love.html' title='I am in love ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-559190652060930999</id><published>2011-04-16T08:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T08:04:02.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looser</title><content type='html'>Lucy is such a looser.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f01uK2BdUUY/TamgnkIsqsI/AAAAAAAAF5k/ftPzpjhB4-c/s1600/207083_10150162898942902_677597901_6609915_6609581_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f01uK2BdUUY/TamgnkIsqsI/AAAAAAAAF5k/ftPzpjhB4-c/s1600/207083_10150162898942902_677597901_6609915_6609581_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gW-GOZQPBr4/TamgoU4HeZI/AAAAAAAAF5o/nvU7hQgzjHA/s1600/208503_1827021867837_1009016478_32064946_1418612_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gW-GOZQPBr4/TamgoU4HeZI/AAAAAAAAF5o/nvU7hQgzjHA/s1600/208503_1827021867837_1009016478_32064946_1418612_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy had her first baby tooth come out.&amp;nbsp; First thing I learned about teeth coming out was that it totally grosses me out (thanks mom).&amp;nbsp; Uck.&amp;nbsp; Lucy was all alone in the getting the tooth out endeavor because her mom was cringing in a corner and covering her eyes (yes i was).&amp;nbsp; Second thing I learned about Lucy loosing her first tooth was that it sent me into momentary depression.&amp;nbsp; I saw that sucker come in.&amp;nbsp; I gave her frozen wash cloths to chew on and felt that sharp little tooth bite down on my finger and now it's gone.&amp;nbsp; It may seem like just a tooth, but to me it's just another way of proving that I have absolutely no control over the fact that Lucy is growing up way too fast.&amp;nbsp; I am sure none of you are surprised to hear that Lucy is THRILLED that she is growing up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-559190652060930999?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/559190652060930999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=559190652060930999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/559190652060930999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/559190652060930999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/04/looser.html' title='Looser'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f01uK2BdUUY/TamgnkIsqsI/AAAAAAAAF5k/ftPzpjhB4-c/s72-c/207083_10150162898942902_677597901_6609915_6609581_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5954034852590207749</id><published>2011-04-10T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:27:43.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul-Mates</title><content type='html'>Lucy found her new best girl friend this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lmvn1Q0yGq4/TaJlr3l9-OI/AAAAAAAAF5Y/571q_0KnJO0/s1600/04-09-2011+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lmvn1Q0yGq4/TaJlr3l9-OI/AAAAAAAAF5Y/571q_0KnJO0/s320/04-09-2011+045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was really amazing the way these two connected after two years apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They don't read blogs, they aren't on FB but still ... it was like picking up where &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they left off, only better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvv0wjZEYSM/TaJl-Cp3u1I/AAAAAAAAF5c/bbSn4O2WuvI/s1600/04-09-2011+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvv0wjZEYSM/TaJl-Cp3u1I/AAAAAAAAF5c/bbSn4O2WuvI/s320/04-09-2011+075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have never seen Lucy engage for so long, so positively in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;same-age peer play as I have this weekend with Mimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9029KInG_x8/TaJmQzn61vI/AAAAAAAAF5g/E06ioOQVJ14/s1600/04-09-2011+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9029KInG_x8/TaJmQzn61vI/AAAAAAAAF5g/E06ioOQVJ14/s320/04-09-2011+113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lest I be less-than-honest, I'll let you know that it was either twice as nice or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;twice as obnoxious with these two ... but nice or obnoxious, it was really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;magical!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking for myself, the reunion of the mama's after two years was pretty sweet as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-5954034852590207749?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5954034852590207749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5954034852590207749' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5954034852590207749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5954034852590207749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/04/soul-mates.html' title='Soul-Mates'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lmvn1Q0yGq4/TaJlr3l9-OI/AAAAAAAAF5Y/571q_0KnJO0/s72-c/04-09-2011+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7094023168045382971</id><published>2011-04-05T20:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T20:15:46.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I blame Facebook</title><content type='html'>It's a common story, face book killed the blog. I have to remember that part of why I keep my blog is to provide Lucy with a well documented narration of her young childhood (I imagine I might have to eventually stop broadcasting her life). We've been busy busy busy. Coming down off of spring break, getting ready for weekend visitors, living life! I love spring, Lucy loves spring. We love being outside and expanding the boundaries of our home once again. We love our firepit and roasting marshmallows with our friends and neighbors. Barely survived the winter but here we are celebrating spring and life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKEzoverHU4/TZvMI6bcW2I/AAAAAAAAF44/OXoa_Bgpg2Q/s1600/04-05-2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKEzoverHU4/TZvMI6bcW2I/AAAAAAAAF44/OXoa_Bgpg2Q/s320/04-05-2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We colored a few Easter eggs, basically to survive the afternoon and so Lucy could have some protein in her lunches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzhY4fdWq0k/TZvMLJBdXSI/AAAAAAAAF48/iwiWfBMrDsw/s1600/04-05-2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzhY4fdWq0k/TZvMLJBdXSI/AAAAAAAAF48/iwiWfBMrDsw/s320/04-05-2011+011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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; Lucy and her "niece" Nellie the dog had some sunny bonding time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIXjWjAB3Sk/TZvMNda-YdI/AAAAAAAAF5A/uTww9-s8u20/s1600/04-05-2011+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIXjWjAB3Sk/TZvMNda-YdI/AAAAAAAAF5A/uTww9-s8u20/s320/04-05-2011+039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had some very difficult and honest conversation about murder. A young woman was shot and killed 1/2 a block from our house. Lucy saw the memorial. I told her what happened. Crashed a little of the childhood innocence. Terrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRYOI2R8YbY/TZvMPdqI2cI/AAAAAAAAF5E/pfH1QcMdj9s/s1600/04-05-2011+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRYOI2R8YbY/TZvMPdqI2cI/AAAAAAAAF5E/pfH1QcMdj9s/s320/04-05-2011+045.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy got an appointment at Shriner's. Here she is getting fitted for a partial prosthesis. The adaptive tech dude tells her she should be able to wear flip flops. She is over the moon. Adding to her excitement was the fact that I gave her a pretend doctors exam, to calm her down and pass the time and discovered a very loose bottom tooth! Lucy is sooooo excited about loosing her first tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1J6x6NYGQV0/TZvMRGT1G9I/AAAAAAAAF5I/ncVBknvoatk/s1600/04-05-2011+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1J6x6NYGQV0/TZvMRGT1G9I/AAAAAAAAF5I/ncVBknvoatk/s320/04-05-2011+052.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J3DFKrU9REQ/TZvMTKIBZhI/AAAAAAAAF5Q/9SibHzvJzF4/s1600/04-05-2011+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J3DFKrU9REQ/TZvMTKIBZhI/AAAAAAAAF5Q/9SibHzvJzF4/s320/04-05-2011+055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy asked for a mohawk. I wouldn't shave her head or dye it red (such a lame lame mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we created a fauxhawk. it actually looks way more awesome and 'hawky in real life. She was pretty excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on Lucy's list of fun exciting things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. her best friend Garrett (a sub at my work) who she describes are very cute is going to get her her very own composting worms. She can't wait until they have babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ﻿she has a beetle in her bug house, which is in my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the snow has all melted, which means plenty of mud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. she has figured out how to put diapers on my mom's little doxie (dog), and can't wait to see the dog again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7094023168045382971?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7094023168045382971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7094023168045382971' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7094023168045382971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7094023168045382971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-common-story-face-book-killed-blog.html' title='I blame Facebook'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKEzoverHU4/TZvMI6bcW2I/AAAAAAAAF44/OXoa_Bgpg2Q/s72-c/04-05-2011+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7070842577372045974</id><published>2011-03-26T20:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:23:47.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Strangers!</title><content type='html'>What can I say ... it's spring break, I turned 40 (40!) and have been too busy celebrating to blog.&amp;nbsp; That's all about to change.&amp;nbsp; I will post some photos and start organizing my next post which should come very very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy is great.&amp;nbsp; She sort of left school before spring break on a bad note but I am sure sure sure that she'll go into the last 3 months with a renewed attitude and an ability to take direction from adults (like her teacher).&amp;nbsp; I am sure.&amp;nbsp; I am sure.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Please please please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4Jz-WHhSlrs/TY6dKwBlvTI/AAAAAAAAF3c/7y0tX4mgiv8/s1600/03-17-2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4Jz-WHhSlrs/TY6dKwBlvTI/AAAAAAAAF3c/7y0tX4mgiv8/s320/03-17-2011+013.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Lucy and Zep on her last day of school before spring break.&amp;nbsp; Obviously it's St Patrick's Day, which leads me to think that perhaps it was the naughty leprechauns that got her in trouble that afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the above photo both Lucy and Zep were p-o'd that I made them stand for a photo.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&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; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-89uM4NnF9Fg/TY6dMzFRqOI/AAAAAAAAF3g/mN8TxnXoFEo/s1600/03-17-2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-89uM4NnF9Fg/TY6dMzFRqOI/AAAAAAAAF3g/mN8TxnXoFEo/s320/03-17-2011+018.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but as you can see they totally kissed and made up for the madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xGDdFIszOMc/TY6dPvGE41I/AAAAAAAAF3k/6NRxgcwEJ4I/s1600/03-26-2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xGDdFIszOMc/TY6dPvGE41I/AAAAAAAAF3k/6NRxgcwEJ4I/s320/03-26-2011+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In a related development the kitties decided that so intense is their hatred for Zep the dog, that they actually like each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ib9HtxJArv0/TY6dRzLVlJI/AAAAAAAAF3o/uYjeNZXdz3c/s1600/03-26-2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ib9HtxJArv0/TY6dRzLVlJI/AAAAAAAAF3o/uYjeNZXdz3c/s320/03-26-2011+008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our friend Ivy joined in on Lucy and Morgan's big spring break play date at a pool and an&amp;nbsp;indoor playground!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WkxmlgVmVnY/TY6dTzewkmI/AAAAAAAAF3w/_LpVmoJIluo/s1600/03-26-2011+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WkxmlgVmVnY/TY6dTzewkmI/AAAAAAAAF3w/_LpVmoJIluo/s320/03-26-2011+010.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You might not be able to tell from this photo but both girls were on a mini time-out for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;committing mutiny on the adult-in-charge during our post swim snack.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-B8rqSQ6nVp8/TY6dVj1_API/AAAAAAAAF30/xy-8ArHWCcs/s1600/03-26-2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-B8rqSQ6nVp8/TY6dVj1_API/AAAAAAAAF30/xy-8ArHWCcs/s320/03-26-2011+014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy immediately ditched Ivy and climbed up to the roof (see her up there???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hm5gaUO_YOY/TY6dX41FR5I/AAAAAAAAF34/sxSC6xgQYEE/s1600/03-26-2011+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hm5gaUO_YOY/TY6dX41FR5I/AAAAAAAAF34/sxSC6xgQYEE/s320/03-26-2011+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we also went to the Mn History Center for the first time. What a hoot!&amp;nbsp; We love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aD6QCRIzWKI/TY6daU_-0FI/AAAAAAAAF38/ZWOJF0E31pE/s1600/03-26-2011+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aD6QCRIzWKI/TY6daU_-0FI/AAAAAAAAF38/ZWOJF0E31pE/s320/03-26-2011+038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy is working the old-fashioned ice-cream parlour at the history center while momma watches the tv behind her rebroadcasting the attack on pearl harbor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ORtsKTiU4Q0/TY6ddaIfNEI/AAAAAAAAF4E/jTtS-ScN7cY/s1600/03-26-2011+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ORtsKTiU4Q0/TY6ddaIfNEI/AAAAAAAAF4E/jTtS-ScN7cY/s320/03-26-2011+040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-W5KDRzjKZug/TY6dfWdInoI/AAAAAAAAF4I/VdGQvZHfROU/s1600/03-26-2011+096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-W5KDRzjKZug/TY6dfWdInoI/AAAAAAAAF4I/VdGQvZHfROU/s320/03-26-2011+096.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been trying new recipes.&amp;nbsp; Lucy seemed to like the honey/soy noodles and the ginger/garlic flank steak combo.&amp;nbsp; Could have also been the result of my lack of interest in giving her a real breakfast or lunch this day, who knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bcdo0jFTB3I/TY6dhslwcHI/AAAAAAAAF4M/s6THxuHWHOI/s1600/03-26-2011+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bcdo0jFTB3I/TY6dhslwcHI/AAAAAAAAF4M/s6THxuHWHOI/s320/03-26-2011+100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we painted some miniture bird houses. Lucy was in her evening gown and high heels of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oYZmpZP5IvI/TY6dkPsOqnI/AAAAAAAAF4Q/pGMR5UTlxFc/s1600/03-26-2011+102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oYZmpZP5IvI/TY6dkPsOqnI/AAAAAAAAF4Q/pGMR5UTlxFc/s320/03-26-2011+102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spring break is basically over.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun.&amp;nbsp; Loved this week of busy times and down times. It did us both a lot of good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7070842577372045974?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7070842577372045974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7070842577372045974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7070842577372045974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7070842577372045974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-strangers.html' title='Hello Strangers!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4Jz-WHhSlrs/TY6dKwBlvTI/AAAAAAAAF3c/7y0tX4mgiv8/s72-c/03-17-2011+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4137922814393326429</id><published>2011-03-14T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:02:14.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Party!</title><content type='html'>Almost every night we have a dance party at our house.&amp;nbsp; Last night's was extra-special because Lucy got a pair of high heel shoes!&amp;nbsp; We put on our dancing shows and danced and danced and danced .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Mz0hH16J1Zw/TX7IKrWQMXI/AAAAAAAAF24/Wo4pqNVusdE/s1600/03-14-2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Mz0hH16J1Zw/TX7IKrWQMXI/AAAAAAAAF24/Wo4pqNVusdE/s320/03-14-2011+018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-I7X-w1f6JLU/TX7IMXpWXcI/AAAAAAAAF28/iSqG2gt6R08/s1600/03-14-2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-I7X-w1f6JLU/TX7IMXpWXcI/AAAAAAAAF28/iSqG2gt6R08/s320/03-14-2011+019.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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or "attachment is a process not necessarily a destination"??&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After 5+ years I finally get it.&amp;nbsp; Yup. I get it. It was really easy, the attachment dance (for me) at the beginning.&amp;nbsp; I held her, I fed her, I changed her, I rocked her and she accepted it.&amp;nbsp; She couldn't run away, say nasty things, wipe off my kisses or give me nasty looks.&amp;nbsp; Ahhhh I thought, this is the life.&amp;nbsp; As she grew, I had tinges of fear (almost every day) that something maybe was wrong.&amp;nbsp; She never had much stranger anxiety, in fact she just LOVED strangers.&amp;nbsp; Occasionally she would ease my fears by clinging to me or crying for me but for the most part I had an independent young woman on my hands.&amp;nbsp; When she was three she entered the mom hating stage (she's advanced!).&amp;nbsp; Lord I thought I might not make it through that year.&amp;nbsp; At four I was just relieved that she wasn't three anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5, duh, I realized that this whole time I have been looking to Lucy's behaviors as indicators of positive attachment signs.&amp;nbsp; UH, like any relationship it takes two to tango and&amp;nbsp; whammo I woke up.&amp;nbsp; Here's the thing, parenting, especially parenting kids with histories of trauma (like being removed from birth family, culture, cared for in an orphanage) is not for the wussy.&amp;nbsp; I was a wuss. I admit it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Here she was, a young child looking to her mom for some direction on how to proceed with the relationship at hand and her "leader" was all like 'hey you're 2 years old, show me how to relate'.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I didn't realize this when she was 15.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are 5 years later and I finally feel like I have a grip.&amp;nbsp; I love her the way I always should have, I love the whole her.&amp;nbsp; I don't spend my time searching her eyes for attachment issues, I spend my time relating to her and showing her how to relate.&amp;nbsp; I spend my time enjoying her.&amp;nbsp; I ache for her so much more because instead of seeing this kid who is rejecting me, defying me and manipulating me I see this young person who is anxious, who is immature and who needs acceptance and gentle guidance in navigating the world.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple nights a week, we've been back in the rocking chair (her request) and she's been falling asleep in my arms.&amp;nbsp; What a gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am attached to my daughter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-8063787632633990898?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/8063787632633990898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=8063787632633990898' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8063787632633990898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8063787632633990898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/03/attaching.html' title='attaching'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1156919017678058886</id><published>2011-03-04T19:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T19:04:02.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>sorry about the groggy-bloggy lately.&amp;nbsp; I have been so exhausted at night.&amp;nbsp; So exhausted.&amp;nbsp; Did I mention how tired I have been?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This has been the longest, coldest, darkest, snowiest, dang-awfulest winter ever, ever.&amp;nbsp; I am ready for spring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7-SbVJ2kKcI/TXGK_Ynj4TI/AAAAAAAAF2c/10ZWKnHfmMo/s1600/03-03-2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7-SbVJ2kKcI/TXGK_Ynj4TI/AAAAAAAAF2c/10ZWKnHfmMo/s320/03-03-2011+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy still has a love affair with animals.&amp;nbsp; The way she can calm down and hold still whenever an animal (especially Azazel the cat) sits by her is amazing.&amp;nbsp; Makes me want to send the cat with lucy to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YQDNyWNNQYA/TXGLDyM0EzI/AAAAAAAAF2g/z2xmXz9naRA/s1600/02-26-2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YQDNyWNNQYA/TXGLDyM0EzI/AAAAAAAAF2g/z2xmXz9naRA/s320/02-26-2011+005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy helped ready our rally sign on a cold winter's day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Xj5NDU0tMNE/TXGLKgVNL-I/AAAAAAAAF2k/NZfPgpfJbVc/s1600/02-25-2011+rally+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Xj5NDU0tMNE/TXGLKgVNL-I/AAAAAAAAF2k/NZfPgpfJbVc/s320/02-25-2011+rally+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She then discovered that the rally sign makes a good wind break when it's 0 degrees and a bizzillion below zero with wind chill and we're out on the capital lawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-14CyiAFoItc/TXGLNnCYSII/AAAAAAAAF2o/VsJgBoa1XuQ/s1600/02-25-2011+rally+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-14CyiAFoItc/TXGLNnCYSII/AAAAAAAAF2o/VsJgBoa1XuQ/s320/02-25-2011+rally+009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One moment at the rally to support Wisconsin labor when Lucy wasn't crying from the cold.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-1156919017678058886?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/1156919017678058886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=1156919017678058886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1156919017678058886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1156919017678058886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7-SbVJ2kKcI/TXGK_Ynj4TI/AAAAAAAAF2c/10ZWKnHfmMo/s72-c/03-03-2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4036363963388396607</id><published>2011-02-25T15:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:47:41.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>first this ... then that</title><content type='html'>I have a photo heavy post coming up soon about our 2nd annual camp-in in Oconomowoc, Wi.&amp;nbsp; First tho' I leave you with two things that get me heated up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vAnofUpSgC0/TWgioSOJ5vI/AAAAAAAAF2Q/KaqNWpSWLUU/s1600/02-24-2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vAnofUpSgC0/TWgioSOJ5vI/AAAAAAAAF2Q/KaqNWpSWLUU/s320/02-24-2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When my beautiful baby gets a high fever and wakes up in pain.&amp;nbsp; That gets me riled up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although the sweet sleepiness is a bonus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rjvgRbeEUQ/TWgirr3oFLI/AAAAAAAAF2U/CSJoLB_cqfc/s1600/02-25-2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rjvgRbeEUQ/TWgirr3oFLI/AAAAAAAAF2U/CSJoLB_cqfc/s320/02-25-2011+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the governor of our neighboring state manages to piss me off more then Pawlenty. That isn't easy to do. Although my little radical is awful cute with her homemade solidarity shirt.&amp;nbsp; She has started her Walker rants (ahhhh just when we were missing pawlenty).&amp;nbsp; This morning's were especially cute.&amp;nbsp; "Mama, I know you aren't mad at me, you are mad at skyWalker right??"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; bwaaahaaahaaaa skyWalker.&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-4036363963388396607?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4036363963388396607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4036363963388396607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4036363963388396607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4036363963388396607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-this-then-that.html' title='first this ... then that'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vAnofUpSgC0/TWgioSOJ5vI/AAAAAAAAF2Q/KaqNWpSWLUU/s72-c/02-24-2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-2159932014236338403</id><published>2011-02-13T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:34:36.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring fever</title><content type='html'>Had a taste of spring this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Went outside, felt warm in the sun, looked directly into the sun inviting its nutritious rays into the core of me.&amp;nbsp; Felt good at the time.&amp;nbsp; Now it just feels like Sunday night. Again.&amp;nbsp; Feeling worn out.&amp;nbsp; Work is tiring.&amp;nbsp; Lucy is still struggling in kindergarten. I really want spring break for both of us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Still, it was nice to have some snow melting and some sun shining today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWKJaBejT34/TViURuAHtiI/AAAAAAAAF14/-2I_cl6fhIo/s1600/02-13-2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWKJaBejT34/TViURuAHtiI/AAAAAAAAF14/-2I_cl6fhIo/s320/02-13-2011+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy was very excited about the hair coloring we found at Claire's! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QAWcFlk_SYU/TViUXn6Q9YI/AAAAAAAAF18/-IYIWX3esV8/s1600/02-13-2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QAWcFlk_SYU/TViUXn6Q9YI/AAAAAAAAF18/-IYIWX3esV8/s320/02-13-2011+002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PFaxA0wPeu4/TViUbRhXMuI/AAAAAAAAF2A/rGa2s9nPW5Y/s1600/02-13-2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PFaxA0wPeu4/TViUbRhXMuI/AAAAAAAAF2A/rGa2s9nPW5Y/s320/02-13-2011+005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nothing like a little cat cuddle to sooth a little soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-scf_HjWxkow/TViUdYu8PkI/AAAAAAAAF2E/T_Ts7n3B8vo/s1600/02-13-2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-scf_HjWxkow/TViUdYu8PkI/AAAAAAAAF2E/T_Ts7n3B8vo/s320/02-13-2011+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;poor cat. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-2159932014236338403?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/2159932014236338403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=2159932014236338403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2159932014236338403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2159932014236338403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/02/spring-fever.html' title='Spring fever'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWKJaBejT34/TViURuAHtiI/AAAAAAAAF14/-2I_cl6fhIo/s72-c/02-13-2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7506815900055613890</id><published>2011-02-06T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T20:27:59.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth is ...</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I blogged.&amp;nbsp; I would like to report that I've been really busy at work or creating culinary masterpieces or volunteering or packing for a huge trip or preparing for another adoption.&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp; Honestly It's a combination of being tired, being busy with my farm on farmtown and really finding that every time I get my camera out to take a photo of Lucy she either has snot all over her face or she has hair that is in such a state that I would (rightfully so) get flamed by some of my readers.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't need that following her around cyberspace her whole live, there is already plenty of stuff for people to find on her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XUp89vdI/AAAAAAAAF1I/Gw5I61BGK3w/s1600/02-06-2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XUp89vdI/AAAAAAAAF1I/Gw5I61BGK3w/s320/02-06-2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have had our share of fun.&amp;nbsp; Spending time with "the boys".&amp;nbsp; I find it funny that even though I try to keep an assortment of toys that would appeal to both genders, N.P (name to protect identity, of boy who was embarrassed about his desire to play with no body hair model doll) was totally into doing this dolls hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XWueOwsI/AAAAAAAAF1M/3urB6IWn-NE/s1600/02-06-2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XWueOwsI/AAAAAAAAF1M/3urB6IWn-NE/s320/02-06-2011+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;as was his brother Isaac who had no need to hide his interest.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XYC4pSBI/AAAAAAAAF1Q/6GIL28QGMfM/s1600/02-06-2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XYC4pSBI/AAAAAAAAF1Q/6GIL28QGMfM/s320/02-06-2011+024.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy has taken a shine to Beyonce.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know how much of a shine until the moment we were in Kohls looking for sheets when she stopped the salesman and asked "excuse me, we are looking for some single lady tights"&amp;nbsp; (he paused for the briefest of moments before directing us to the girls section).&amp;nbsp; Me, I almost choked on my tic tac.&amp;nbsp; Above is her single ladies outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XZy_FALI/AAAAAAAAF1U/e6ARLIonOCE/s1600/02-06-2011+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XZy_FALI/AAAAAAAAF1U/e6ARLIonOCE/s320/02-06-2011+028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy got bunkbeds.&amp;nbsp; So if anyone has a way for us to add a sibling to the family, a sibling that comes with free daycare and health insurance please let us know, we totally have space for her now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XbcThTHI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/9LsPADsdiHY/s1600/02-06-2011+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XbcThTHI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/9LsPADsdiHY/s320/02-06-2011+029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good night.&amp;nbsp; hope to see you soon. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7506815900055613890?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7506815900055613890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7506815900055613890' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7506815900055613890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7506815900055613890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/02/truth-is.html' title='The truth is ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TU9XUp89vdI/AAAAAAAAF1I/Gw5I61BGK3w/s72-c/02-06-2011+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-195195182805117879</id><published>2011-01-25T07:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T07:39:07.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's only Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; I'm missing my girl when I am at work so I thought I'd put some photos up so I can check on her during the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TT7R_vWbpzI/AAAAAAAAF0s/bzEPoAZ-ry8/s1600/01-16-2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TT7R_vWbpzI/AAAAAAAAF0s/bzEPoAZ-ry8/s320/01-16-2011+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok so technically this is not a photo of Lucy.&amp;nbsp; Had to put our little guys up too, Nathan and Jacob were rockin' out the other night ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TT7SBloyupI/AAAAAAAAF0w/7Ayxuy5VH6g/s1600/01-21-2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TT7SBloyupI/AAAAAAAAF0w/7Ayxuy5VH6g/s320/01-21-2011+016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a little light reading.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;looks comfy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TT7SDK5__0I/AAAAAAAAF00/KN43Yg-DByc/s1600/01-21-2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TT7SDK5__0I/AAAAAAAAF00/KN43Yg-DByc/s320/01-21-2011+020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;getting unpacked at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TT7SFEnroSI/AAAAAAAAF04/9wqqlNaOvrw/s1600/01-21-2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TT7SFEnroSI/AAAAAAAAF04/9wqqlNaOvrw/s320/01-21-2011+022.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sweet snuggles with our pup.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-195195182805117879?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/195195182805117879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=195195182805117879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/195195182805117879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/195195182805117879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/01/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TT7R_vWbpzI/AAAAAAAAF0s/bzEPoAZ-ry8/s72-c/01-16-2011+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3725934802442667702</id><published>2011-01-22T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T22:14:06.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Roller Derby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where have I been all these years???!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yes, we found a new activity together.&amp;nbsp; Love the Roller Derby, Lucy does too.&amp;nbsp; She ROCKED the derby, totally engaged.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTupk-sgUEI/AAAAAAAAFzg/OlYYicAI22U/s1600/01-21-2011+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTupk-sgUEI/AAAAAAAAFzg/OlYYicAI22U/s320/01-21-2011+045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was MN Mascot show-down pre-show.&amp;nbsp; Lucy loved the mascots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTupmjVjFOI/AAAAAAAAFzk/-mx78CraVfg/s1600/01-21-2011+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTupmjVjFOI/AAAAAAAAFzk/-mx78CraVfg/s320/01-21-2011+049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTuptDQdkkI/AAAAAAAAFzo/D7St8EfbADs/s1600/01-21-2011+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTuptDQdkkI/AAAAAAAAFzo/D7St8EfbADs/s320/01-21-2011+050.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She especially loved the pink pig mascot from the saints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTupuwlei7I/AAAAAAAAFzs/y-WxYnPVpjQ/s1600/01-21-2011+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTupuwlei7I/AAAAAAAAFzs/y-WxYnPVpjQ/s320/01-21-2011+052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;she met tons of roller girls.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTupzT4Nr4I/AAAAAAAAFzw/E8YkpGFNlxo/s1600/01-21-2011+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTupzT4Nr4I/AAAAAAAAFzw/E8YkpGFNlxo/s320/01-21-2011+055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;watched the mascots play a mean game of musical chairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup1gR9keI/AAAAAAAAFz0/Ps4VRNE-5wA/s1600/01-21-2011+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup1gR9keI/AAAAAAAAFz0/Ps4VRNE-5wA/s320/01-21-2011+062.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;watched intently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup4Ktqc8I/AAAAAAAAFz4/fnbfC4IpnZ8/s1600/01-21-2011+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup4Ktqc8I/AAAAAAAAFz4/fnbfC4IpnZ8/s320/01-21-2011+063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;snuggled auntie jen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup54A1cLI/AAAAAAAAFz8/9_y9fvl28kI/s1600/01-21-2011+065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup54A1cLI/AAAAAAAAFz8/9_y9fvl28kI/s320/01-21-2011+065.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;snuggled mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup7e9GaCI/AAAAAAAAF0A/VIdbQFtfh_M/s1600/01-21-2011+066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup7e9GaCI/AAAAAAAAF0A/VIdbQFtfh_M/s320/01-21-2011+066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;watched a bout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup94orvuI/AAAAAAAAF0E/Y7Nown_PI38/s1600/01-21-2011+071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTup94orvuI/AAAAAAAAF0E/Y7Nown_PI38/s320/01-21-2011+071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;talked ice cream with the leprechaun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTuqA7YejwI/AAAAAAAAF0I/fougYbz2Cpw/s1600/01-21-2011+091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTuqA7YejwI/AAAAAAAAF0I/fougYbz2Cpw/s320/01-21-2011+091.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;danced her butt of at the half time show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTuqDgD-jLI/AAAAAAAAF0M/S3s2QIgubrU/s1600/01-21-2011+096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTuqDgD-jLI/AAAAAAAAF0M/S3s2QIgubrU/s320/01-21-2011+096.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTuqF_JYMPI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/4nDq00J0lcI/s1600/01-21-2011+108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTuqF_JYMPI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/4nDq00J0lcI/s320/01-21-2011+108.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and like a good dessert, she ran into a paramedic, and scored a pair of doctor's gloves﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3725934802442667702?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3725934802442667702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3725934802442667702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3725934802442667702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3725934802442667702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/01/roller-derby.html' title='The Roller Derby'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TTupk-sgUEI/AAAAAAAAFzg/OlYYicAI22U/s72-c/01-21-2011+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7320858146838938775</id><published>2011-01-09T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:38:02.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to face reality ...</title><content type='html'>It's winter in Minnesota.&amp;nbsp; We will not survive if we just stay inside wishing spring to come our way.&amp;nbsp; Must get kid outside.&amp;nbsp; You know, better yet, find some money and get the kid to a warmer climate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSp9iJpfd_I/AAAAAAAAFzE/_rBB_tWTmr0/s1600/01-09-2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSp9iJpfd_I/AAAAAAAAFzE/_rBB_tWTmr0/s320/01-09-2011+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSp9j7PndpI/AAAAAAAAFzI/9ndEpg4AVfw/s1600/01-09-2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSp9j7PndpI/AAAAAAAAFzI/9ndEpg4AVfw/s320/01-09-2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSp9ljS3qVI/AAAAAAAAFzM/bZbX1nTjVGw/s1600/01-09-2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSp9ljS3qVI/AAAAAAAAFzM/bZbX1nTjVGw/s320/01-09-2011+003.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/5326687909327874206-7320858146838938775?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7320858146838938775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7320858146838938775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7320858146838938775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7320858146838938775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-to-face-reality.html' title='Time to face reality ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSp9iJpfd_I/AAAAAAAAFzE/_rBB_tWTmr0/s72-c/01-09-2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-338463836030702553</id><published>2011-01-09T08:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T08:13:51.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another way to get the crazies out</title><content type='html'>The clean mud is a great way to get a sensory seeking kid to calm and sit for awhile!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These moon shoes???&amp;nbsp; They'll get your kid bouncing, walking, balancing and falling.&amp;nbsp; Great fun but not for the anxious-type caregiver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSnCLmk0qsI/AAAAAAAAFy4/jXG-9m7D8Rg/s1600/01-08-2011+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSnCLmk0qsI/AAAAAAAAFy4/jXG-9m7D8Rg/s320/01-08-2011+010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSnCSEntoLI/AAAAAAAAFy8/dww0Nq_8IOE/s1600/01-08-2011+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSnCSEntoLI/AAAAAAAAFy8/dww0Nq_8IOE/s320/01-08-2011+017.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSnCZVN_yqI/AAAAAAAAFzA/wNZRPJhOQOE/s1600/01-08-2011+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSnCZVN_yqI/AAAAAAAAFzA/wNZRPJhOQOE/s320/01-08-2011+029.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/5326687909327874206-338463836030702553?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/338463836030702553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=338463836030702553' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/338463836030702553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/338463836030702553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-way-to-get-crazies-out.html' title='Another way to get the crazies out'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSnCLmk0qsI/AAAAAAAAFy4/jXG-9m7D8Rg/s72-c/01-08-2011+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3379839374095723681</id><published>2011-01-08T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T20:33:08.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Clean Mud Fun!</title><content type='html'>Today we made "clean mud".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lucy thought of it because she has been helping the preschool team at my work prepare for their own clean mud making.&amp;nbsp; She thought it would be fun to do at home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I agreed.&amp;nbsp; Lucy had fun.&amp;nbsp; Lucy had fun off and on for about three hours today, which in turn meant I had fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a sensory seeking kid?&amp;nbsp; Want to feed their need?&amp;nbsp; Want a little tutorial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkcwlhbfaI/AAAAAAAAFyg/eIqCS2em4CE/s1600/01-08-2011+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkcwlhbfaI/AAAAAAAAFyg/eIqCS2em4CE/s320/01-08-2011+039.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First rip up 1-2 rolls of toilet paper into small pieces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkcyQ7VLOI/AAAAAAAAFyk/p5b-Z4Ibs_o/s1600/01-08-2011+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkcyQ7VLOI/AAAAAAAAFyk/p5b-Z4Ibs_o/s320/01-08-2011+040.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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; Next grate 3 bars of Ivory soap.&amp;nbsp; According to my coworkers&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;&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; you can use any bar soap.&amp;nbsp; We went with Ivory because that's what &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;&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; the directions said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkc0LrhcsI/AAAAAAAAFyo/cZpQ7z--NWc/s1600/01-08-2011+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkc0LrhcsI/AAAAAAAAFyo/cZpQ7z--NWc/s320/01-08-2011+041.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After you grate the soap, mix the soap and toilet paper together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Add hot water, a little at a time, mixing by hand until you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a mud-like consistency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkc1owbhQI/AAAAAAAAFys/xp1VoF3YYWU/s1600/01-08-2011+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkc1owbhQI/AAAAAAAAFys/xp1VoF3YYWU/s320/01-08-2011+044.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Play and squish away!&amp;nbsp; Lucy loved this.&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;&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; She squished and slopped her way up to her elbows.&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;&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; It was splatted around a bit but was pretty easy to &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;&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; clean up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkc3YSpwCI/AAAAAAAAFyw/z5W9gYYZC-A/s1600/01-08-2011+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkc3YSpwCI/AAAAAAAAFyw/z5W9gYYZC-A/s320/01-08-2011+047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you have friends stop by, they might not be able to resist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the squishy fun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After a couple hours we added a small amount&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;of color and blended some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkc5Aa3DKI/AAAAAAAAFy0/mOo72rqRSPc/s1600/01-08-2011+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkc5Aa3DKI/AAAAAAAAFy0/mOo72rqRSPc/s320/01-08-2011+053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿After dinner we continued squishing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy had fun, I had a break ...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3379839374095723681?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3379839374095723681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3379839374095723681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3379839374095723681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3379839374095723681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-clean-mud-fun.html' title='Good Clean Mud Fun!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TSkcwlhbfaI/AAAAAAAAFyg/eIqCS2em4CE/s72-c/01-08-2011+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5852321441790335208</id><published>2011-01-01T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T20:15:36.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've posted.&amp;nbsp; I guess we've been all mixed up with being on vacation and having all of these fun holidays.&amp;nbsp; Whew.&amp;nbsp; Slowly winding down and dragging our feet as our real life resumes in just 2 days.&amp;nbsp; We had a fantastic Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eTDFsKlI/AAAAAAAAFx8/S93xp4WC6oE/s1600/12-18-2010+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eTDFsKlI/AAAAAAAAFx8/S93xp4WC6oE/s320/12-18-2010+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We went to church and learned how to make krumkaka and lefse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eVSLMmQI/AAAAAAAAFyA/yFrvSPGt7fc/s1600/12-18-2010+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eVSLMmQI/AAAAAAAAFyA/yFrvSPGt7fc/s320/12-18-2010+055.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy rolled the lefse gentle and thin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eXaBlEUI/AAAAAAAAFyE/fn6HDGnyPko/s1600/12-18-2010+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eXaBlEUI/AAAAAAAAFyE/fn6HDGnyPko/s320/12-18-2010+084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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; Had some nice naps and snuggles with Zep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eZWjIGQI/AAAAAAAAFyI/VCYOGFQP8ik/s1600/12-26-2010+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eZWjIGQI/AAAAAAAAFyI/VCYOGFQP8ik/s320/12-26-2010+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Santa gave her a banjo ukelele for Christmas, exactly what she asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eblboXzI/AAAAAAAAFyM/quEapYvKA3U/s1600/12-26-2010+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eblboXzI/AAAAAAAAFyM/quEapYvKA3U/s320/12-26-2010+051.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;Lucy took advantage of the time off of kindergarten to get her medical degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_edVaw4BI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/-QoXXqT2Eqc/s1600/12-26-2010+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_edVaw4BI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/-QoXXqT2Eqc/s320/12-26-2010+060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She got a real cooking set from Auntie Barb and has used it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eheCkEoI/AAAAAAAAFyU/8lTdCZTstJw/s1600/12-27-2010+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eheCkEoI/AAAAAAAAFyU/8lTdCZTstJw/s320/12-27-2010+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;Grandma got a new puppy and Lucy is thrilled to be able to carry her around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_ejs00yNI/AAAAAAAAFyY/ljBe4bXJ4AM/s1600/01-01-2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_ejs00yNI/AAAAAAAAFyY/ljBe4bXJ4AM/s320/01-01-2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went on our annual sled ride to Jakeenos.&amp;nbsp; New sleds and a fine coating of slippery ice made the trip smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_elpvksbI/AAAAAAAAFyc/Veta9uDCdpc/s1600/01-01-2011+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_elpvksbI/AAAAAAAAFyc/Veta9uDCdpc/s320/01-01-2011+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Lucy got a tent from Auntie Deb and Uncle Dennis, she has slept in it every night!&amp;nbsp; Tonight Azazel joined her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-5852321441790335208?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5852321441790335208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5852321441790335208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5852321441790335208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5852321441790335208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TR_eTDFsKlI/AAAAAAAAFx8/S93xp4WC6oE/s72-c/12-18-2010+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-2981130907333140316</id><published>2010-12-18T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:55:17.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy's holiday program</title><content type='html'>so much fun!  Love this school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=cf34036e2b96af6d21936f" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="475" height="398" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=cf34036e2b96af6d21936f&amp;skin_id=4&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:475px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt0" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make photo slide shows at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&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/5326687909327874206-2981130907333140316?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/2981130907333140316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=2981130907333140316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2981130907333140316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2981130907333140316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/12/lucy-holiday-program.html' title='Lucy&amp;#39;s holiday program'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7508272389943686058</id><published>2010-12-14T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:08:46.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>snow daze</title><content type='html'>Lucy got her first snow days off of school.&amp;nbsp; In a crazy, never heard of move, our public schools shut down for two days due to a blizzard, not knowing what to do with all the snow, and frigid temperatures.&amp;nbsp; Wow, she is ready to get out of this house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvRvNqixI/AAAAAAAAFxI/FIr-AhC01sQ/s1600/12-14-2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvRvNqixI/AAAAAAAAFxI/FIr-AhC01sQ/s320/12-14-2010+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;Sunday we trudged through snow as deep as Lucy's hips to get to a bus stop. we had tickets to a concert and we were going to attempt to get there.&amp;nbsp; we waited over 20 minutes for our 2nd bus, and as we waited our damp feet got increasingly cold and painful.&amp;nbsp; Lucy was bawling. The drunk men at the bus stop felt bad for her, and so did I so we went across the street to Subway and had some lunch warming our bare feet in our mittens.&amp;nbsp; Our friend Eric had his 4 wheel drive out and he rescued us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvY95LxhI/AAAAAAAAFxM/eyTBunUSpQQ/s1600/12-14-2010+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvY95LxhI/AAAAAAAAFxM/eyTBunUSpQQ/s320/12-14-2010+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monday, school was closed and so was my work.&amp;nbsp; We celebrated with a play date with Morgan, S &amp;amp; B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvepgKIrI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/2OVmQ6I918g/s1600/12-14-2010+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvepgKIrI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/2OVmQ6I918g/s320/12-14-2010+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We made home made ice cream in plastic bags, made it green. Ate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvlLzwk-I/AAAAAAAAFxU/Qy4_0rajnkc/s1600/12-14-2010+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvlLzwk-I/AAAAAAAAFxU/Qy4_0rajnkc/s320/12-14-2010+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;followed it up with pizza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvs94OybI/AAAAAAAAFxY/kTHY4z11zaE/s1600/12-14-2010+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvs94OybI/AAAAAAAAFxY/kTHY4z11zaE/s320/12-14-2010+031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"quiet time" had Zep the dog begging for them to plow the streets so school could resume a.s.a.p!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgv0gHclMI/AAAAAAAAFxc/EbBzo5MPvVY/s1600/12-14-2010+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgv0gHclMI/AAAAAAAAFxc/EbBzo5MPvVY/s320/12-14-2010+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy and S hung out in the ottoman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgv5jYfnSI/AAAAAAAAFxg/8MJce2FO3Cs/s1600/12-14-2010+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgv5jYfnSI/AAAAAAAAFxg/8MJce2FO3Cs/s320/12-14-2010+041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zep thinks it's B.S. that he ain't got no bed, insisting on curling up on our throw pillow.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7508272389943686058?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7508272389943686058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7508272389943686058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7508272389943686058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7508272389943686058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow-daze.html' title='snow daze'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQgvRvNqixI/AAAAAAAAFxI/FIr-AhC01sQ/s72-c/12-14-2010+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3077464357219140578</id><published>2010-12-11T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:05:43.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a snowy day</title><content type='html'>We were trapped (almost literally) in the house today.&amp;nbsp; We had a blizzard. SO MUCH SNOW!&amp;nbsp; It was pretty exciting for awhile, then the reality of the situation hit and it got precarious.&amp;nbsp; I almost lost it when we lost cable and Internet for a few hours.&amp;nbsp; Whew.&amp;nbsp; Shockingly Lucy and I made it through the entire day together with very little fighting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXA0C4RaI/AAAAAAAAFww/qizAvqb3fRg/s1600/12-11-2010+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXA0C4RaI/AAAAAAAAFww/qizAvqb3fRg/s320/12-11-2010+009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we used a lot of glitter. lots of glitter.&amp;nbsp; so glittery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXCwJAPqI/AAAAAAAAFw0/abJLefVtRf0/s1600/12-11-2010+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXCwJAPqI/AAAAAAAAFw0/abJLefVtRf0/s320/12-11-2010+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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; why it pays to be a cardiac doctor in Minnesota in the winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXEbLI3tI/AAAAAAAAFw4/OIz4eR0sStc/s1600/12-11-2010+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXEbLI3tI/AAAAAAAAFw4/OIz4eR0sStc/s320/12-11-2010+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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; the car was buried under snow drifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXF44XJaI/AAAAAAAAFw8/c5YjHJdQv0M/s1600/12-11-2010+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXF44XJaI/AAAAAAAAFw8/c5YjHJdQv0M/s320/12-11-2010+021.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;view from the front door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXHMjuJJI/AAAAAAAAFxA/9IRow6lYwVU/s1600/12-11-2010+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXHMjuJJI/AAAAAAAAFxA/9IRow6lYwVU/s320/12-11-2010+029.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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; Navigating the stairs was hard with her little legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXI1q2X5I/AAAAAAAAFxE/uu4vLoW85PA/s1600/12-11-2010+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXI1q2X5I/AAAAAAAAFxE/uu4vLoW85PA/s320/12-11-2010+040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Lucy drew a house and decorated the roof.&amp;nbsp; The drawing was pretty but the most amazing thing is that she used crayons. My sharpie hiding is paying off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3077464357219140578?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3077464357219140578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3077464357219140578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3077464357219140578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3077464357219140578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/12/snowy-day.html' title='a snowy day'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQRXA0C4RaI/AAAAAAAAFww/qizAvqb3fRg/s72-c/12-11-2010+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4742287394078955005</id><published>2010-12-09T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T20:20:49.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Slumbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQGOWUY6VBI/AAAAAAAAFwo/PF0dCw9CQsM/s1600/12-09-2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQGOWUY6VBI/AAAAAAAAFwo/PF0dCw9CQsM/s320/12-09-2010+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQGOYMQB7-I/AAAAAAAAFws/bvyb93kvzRo/s1600/12-09-2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQGOYMQB7-I/AAAAAAAAFws/bvyb93kvzRo/s320/12-09-2010+003.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/5326687909327874206-4742287394078955005?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4742287394078955005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4742287394078955005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4742287394078955005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4742287394078955005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/12/sweet-slumbers.html' title='Sweet Slumbers'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TQGOWUY6VBI/AAAAAAAAFwo/PF0dCw9CQsM/s72-c/12-09-2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4104510707672579094</id><published>2010-12-07T10:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:32:48.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>santa magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=cd8f108b81f017120c62f2" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="475" height="398" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=cd8f108b81f017120c62f2&amp;skin_id=5&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:475px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make video montages at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&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/5326687909327874206-4104510707672579094?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4104510707672579094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4104510707672579094' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4104510707672579094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4104510707672579094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-magic.html' title='santa magic'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-6287441115240505687</id><published>2010-12-04T17:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T17:12:25.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow and Santa</title><content type='html'>It snowed. I shovelled (a little).&amp;nbsp; We had a semi-private in home visit with Santa.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrJ53Z583I/AAAAAAAAFwQ/GzyTvD-o9G8/s1600/12-04-2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrJ53Z583I/AAAAAAAAFwQ/GzyTvD-o9G8/s320/12-04-2010+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrJ7XAh5BI/AAAAAAAAFwU/K8Zl1DYJu3A/s1600/12-04-2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrJ7XAh5BI/AAAAAAAAFwU/K8Zl1DYJu3A/s320/12-04-2010+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrJ9S8pAfI/AAAAAAAAFwY/ShPUbyEf7lY/s1600/12-04-2010+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrJ9S8pAfI/AAAAAAAAFwY/ShPUbyEf7lY/s320/12-04-2010+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;right after i snapped this, Santa turned to me and asked "does she want me to answer her questions, or just listen to her questions?"&amp;nbsp; as Lucy rapid fired off the questions to Santa.&amp;nbsp; How many elves do you have (600), where are they (working), where are the reindeer? (north pole) Who made your gloves? (the elves), How did you get here? (plane), I like your hat (thanks),&amp;nbsp; can I touch your beard? (sure).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrJ_W698UI/AAAAAAAAFwc/8QC4DZZdKF0/s1600/12-04-2010+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrJ_W698UI/AAAAAAAAFwc/8QC4DZZdKF0/s320/12-04-2010+010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrKBlElHHI/AAAAAAAAFwg/YB5vFqHNA-U/s1600/12-04-2010+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrKBlElHHI/AAAAAAAAFwg/YB5vFqHNA-U/s320/12-04-2010+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrKEsnBDwI/AAAAAAAAFwk/L9LlwxKBOsg/s1600/12-04-2010+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrKEsnBDwI/AAAAAAAAFwk/L9LlwxKBOsg/s320/12-04-2010+019.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/5326687909327874206-6287441115240505687?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/6287441115240505687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=6287441115240505687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6287441115240505687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6287441115240505687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow-and-santa.html' title='Snow and Santa'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPrJ53Z583I/AAAAAAAAFwQ/GzyTvD-o9G8/s72-c/12-04-2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-2580768547287769604</id><published>2010-11-30T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T21:30:36.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NOPEblopomonomo</title><content type='html'>Well I officially failed at NaBloPoMo this year!&amp;nbsp; Life got in the way about blogging about life I guess.&amp;nbsp; We have been busy.&amp;nbsp; Here's a little sample of what's been going on ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-beVBtcI/AAAAAAAAFv4/pnwHmh-DQ1w/s1600/11-27-2010+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-beVBtcI/AAAAAAAAFv4/pnwHmh-DQ1w/s320/11-27-2010+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy fell asleep exhausted on the way home from Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; Since Auntie Jen was already home from her festivities, sitting on the sofa, I plopped Lucy down, it wasn't long before a couple animals joined in the snuggle fest.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-dPeFQqI/AAAAAAAAFv8/oCYY5JcEnJo/s1600/11-27-2010+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-dPeFQqI/AAAAAAAAFv8/oCYY5JcEnJo/s320/11-27-2010+016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My beloved Azazel cat was very interested in the camera that night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so nice to have a four day weekend.&amp;nbsp; Lucy of course was driving me batsh*t off and on.&amp;nbsp; She's so intense. SO INTENSE.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to keep her engaged in a positive way, it's exhausting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-fCNMhgI/AAAAAAAAFwA/tviQiphvUFg/s1600/11-27-2010+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-fCNMhgI/AAAAAAAAFwA/tviQiphvUFg/s320/11-27-2010+021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's the kitty again. So Lucy has been shifting the ways in which she tests me.&amp;nbsp; In a way it's getting easier (or else I am just so numb to it).&amp;nbsp; She's doing&amp;nbsp; alot of random/obnoxious nonsense word shouting.&amp;nbsp; "BANINO!" lord this drives me crazy.&amp;nbsp; She's all over the animals.&amp;nbsp; She has taken once again to being disrespectful and defiant.&amp;nbsp; The big difference though (thank god) is that these testing moments while more intense are much much shorter in duration.&amp;nbsp; We can actually have long long moments of playing, working, being together with no issues.&amp;nbsp; Most days it's pure joy being with her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-hMYGFjI/AAAAAAAAFwE/Rcx28tElpCk/s1600/11-27-2010+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-hMYGFjI/AAAAAAAAFwE/Rcx28tElpCk/s320/11-27-2010+029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In terms of school.&amp;nbsp; Lucy is still having some struggles.&amp;nbsp; She can be defiant (although much less so now) with her teachers, she is very very wiggly and has a hard time keeping her body where it belongs, and she struggles with peer relationships.&amp;nbsp; She's always gotten along better with kids that are older or younger then her.&amp;nbsp; She particularly likes toddlers, and specifically toddlers that will follow her around like puppies.&amp;nbsp; J &amp;amp; S-wow came over to play (we had an 8:15 am play date!) on Saturday morning.&amp;nbsp; Ahhhhh was nice to have the little guy here to take some of the pressure off of me.&amp;nbsp; I felt a little sad for his momma who watched Lucy bounce her way around the house and kept muttering to herself "I feel like I am seeing into my future"&amp;nbsp; or "wow, so this is what it will be like 3 years from now".&amp;nbsp; Yeah. I believe she fb'd about drinking beer that night.&amp;nbsp; At least we didn't leave her with any false hopes about peaceful times in the near future!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-jjdo8tI/AAAAAAAAFwI/CQNhFTBqYKg/s1600/11-30-2010+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-jjdo8tI/AAAAAAAAFwI/CQNhFTBqYKg/s320/11-30-2010+038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we are slowly but surely bringing Christmas to our living quarters.&amp;nbsp; She was actually happy in this photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-lhMAoCI/AAAAAAAAFwM/44T6FPU6hXU/s1600/11-30-2010+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-lhMAoCI/AAAAAAAAFwM/44T6FPU6hXU/s320/11-30-2010+040.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zep the dog is not sure about Christmas trees. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-2580768547287769604?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/2580768547287769604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=2580768547287769604' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2580768547287769604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2580768547287769604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/nopeblopomonomo.html' title='NOPEblopomonomo'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TPW-beVBtcI/AAAAAAAAFv4/pnwHmh-DQ1w/s72-c/11-27-2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-8859179737155192659</id><published>2010-11-24T07:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T07:40:34.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy's rock show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=cb3555693419c6c01d6033" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="388" height="317" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=cb3555693419c6c01d6033&amp;skin_id=1008&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:388px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&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/5326687909327874206-8859179737155192659?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/8859179737155192659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=8859179737155192659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8859179737155192659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8859179737155192659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/lucy-rock-show.html' title='Lucy&amp;#39;s rock show'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3068418680576235364</id><published>2010-11-21T17:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T17:55:17.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from a Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvm3POQeI/AAAAAAAAFvM/kDIZfP3L_Zs/s1600/11-21-2010+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvm3POQeI/AAAAAAAAFvM/kDIZfP3L_Zs/s320/11-21-2010+007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Woke up to an icy non-wonderland.&amp;nbsp; So slick could not even walk off the deck.&amp;nbsp; So we stayed home most of the day.&amp;nbsp; First we made some home-made wheat bread. Lucy did most of the mixing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvqeDkSXI/AAAAAAAAFvQ/RiBOVRjEyx8/s1600/11-21-2010+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvqeDkSXI/AAAAAAAAFvQ/RiBOVRjEyx8/s320/11-21-2010+009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;she also did a bit of kneading.&amp;nbsp; the bread turned out delish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvsd3onJI/AAAAAAAAFvU/9TMOze-qyRg/s1600/11-21-2010+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvsd3onJI/AAAAAAAAFvU/9TMOze-qyRg/s320/11-21-2010+010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;at some point in the day Lucy put on a little rock and roll show.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvugvV-WI/AAAAAAAAFvY/0ljS-eo0b7E/s1600/11-21-2010+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvugvV-WI/AAAAAAAAFvY/0ljS-eo0b7E/s320/11-21-2010+022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;when the ice melted, we went up the road to the Electric Fetus where we did a little &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pretty woman type of shopping.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvwg-uDzI/AAAAAAAAFvc/ubw6vFVva-I/s1600/11-21-2010+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvwg-uDzI/AAAAAAAAFvc/ubw6vFVva-I/s320/11-21-2010+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;listened to some music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvzZfqCNI/AAAAAAAAFvg/zhImrkUvgBg/s1600/11-21-2010+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvzZfqCNI/AAAAAAAAFvg/zhImrkUvgBg/s320/11-21-2010+026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we ran into Fran Healy from the band Travis before he went down to prepare for his in-store performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmv1nt2p8I/AAAAAAAAFvk/xv4ecDy3i24/s1600/11-21-2010+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmv1nt2p8I/AAAAAAAAFvk/xv4ecDy3i24/s320/11-21-2010+029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;he taught Lucy a little guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmv4a5O9tI/AAAAAAAAFvo/qawoH82du8M/s1600/11-21-2010+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmv4a5O9tI/AAAAAAAAFvo/qawoH82du8M/s320/11-21-2010+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;put on a beautiful performance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmv6ytK9EI/AAAAAAAAFvs/VQvK9ElnnPg/s1600/11-21-2010+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmv6ytK9EI/AAAAAAAAFvs/VQvK9ElnnPg/s320/11-21-2010+034.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy watched and listened very intently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmv_0WViNI/AAAAAAAAFvw/a7QJzkY7RZo/s1600/11-21-2010+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmv_0WViNI/AAAAAAAAFvw/a7QJzkY7RZo/s320/11-21-2010+035.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after the show he gave her his pick (much to the dismay of the woman behind us), and she had&amp;nbsp; him sign it for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3068418680576235364?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3068418680576235364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3068418680576235364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3068418680576235364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3068418680576235364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/scenes-from-sunday.html' title='Scenes from a Sunday'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOmvm3POQeI/AAAAAAAAFvM/kDIZfP3L_Zs/s72-c/11-21-2010+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3715410641868943319</id><published>2010-11-19T21:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:16:03.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We've been busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5EfBmUJI/AAAAAAAAFus/g9TJ1M-r2ig/s1600/11-19-2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5EfBmUJI/AAAAAAAAFus/g9TJ1M-r2ig/s320/11-19-2010+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have most definately been not keeping up with NaBloPoMo and that is fine with me.&amp;nbsp;We have been busy this wee. So busy that in the evenings we just fall dead asleep.&amp;nbsp; I myself have been caught up in that dang Dragon Tatoo, Salander trilogy.&amp;nbsp; Too busy reading to write!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5G3bYtmI/AAAAAAAAFuw/1-JqDSns6Es/s1600/11-19-2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5G3bYtmI/AAAAAAAAFuw/1-JqDSns6Es/s320/11-19-2010+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We babysat Ivy for a little bit one evening.&amp;nbsp; Acutally Lucy babysat Ivy, and I watched Lucy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Lucy letting Ivy pick out eye shadow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5Jrwi6II/AAAAAAAAFu0/G6VNlMeOGNw/s1600/11-19-2010+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5Jrwi6II/AAAAAAAAFu0/G6VNlMeOGNw/s320/11-19-2010+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;took some photos tonight at Lucy's Martial Art's class.&amp;nbsp; Here she is stretching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5L-NciyI/AAAAAAAAFu4/QyWf_mMaG8I/s1600/11-19-2010+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5L-NciyI/AAAAAAAAFu4/QyWf_mMaG8I/s320/11-19-2010+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;deep cleansing breaths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5NhTnoII/AAAAAAAAFu8/D8CPdCxOMBg/s1600/11-19-2010+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5NhTnoII/AAAAAAAAFu8/D8CPdCxOMBg/s320/11-19-2010+015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'd call her a power meditator. Intense in everything she does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5QBkFnXI/AAAAAAAAFvA/IsxiErwnIhw/s1600/11-19-2010+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5QBkFnXI/AAAAAAAAFvA/IsxiErwnIhw/s320/11-19-2010+018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;going through her forms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5ST_P1HI/AAAAAAAAFvE/sQp6EgUy0ts/s1600/11-19-2010+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5ST_P1HI/AAAAAAAAFvE/sQp6EgUy0ts/s320/11-19-2010+019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5UlqixMI/AAAAAAAAFvI/FzNOMqGnqEI/s1600/11-19-2010+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5UlqixMI/AAAAAAAAFvI/FzNOMqGnqEI/s320/11-19-2010+027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy has been doing much better in kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; She is really coming around and settling down. The big shift, I think, has been that she has had the desire to do good. She wants it now. It's hard for her but she's really really trying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-3715410641868943319?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3715410641868943319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3715410641868943319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3715410641868943319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3715410641868943319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/weve-been-busy.html' title='We&apos;ve been busy'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOc5EfBmUJI/AAAAAAAAFus/g9TJ1M-r2ig/s72-c/11-19-2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-419558130986747985</id><published>2010-11-14T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:35:01.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqHbqtYyI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/ajlgG74ONEo/s1600/11-14-2010+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqHbqtYyI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/ajlgG74ONEo/s320/11-14-2010+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqJdT_mbI/AAAAAAAAFuU/lb4MkT-Kjus/s1600/11-14-2010+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqJdT_mbI/AAAAAAAAFuU/lb4MkT-Kjus/s320/11-14-2010+010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqKzc-dGI/AAAAAAAAFuY/lxDs-C7b34o/s1600/11-14-2010+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqRIBdmpI/AAAAAAAAFuk/I_X4gNzUeTQ/s1600/11-14-2010+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqRIBdmpI/AAAAAAAAFuk/I_X4gNzUeTQ/s320/11-14-2010+029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqTYCsBDI/AAAAAAAAFuo/Np5BCxVDmQA/s1600/11-14-2010+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqTYCsBDI/AAAAAAAAFuo/Np5BCxVDmQA/s320/11-14-2010+045.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/5326687909327874206-419558130986747985?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/419558130986747985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=419558130986747985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/419558130986747985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/419558130986747985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TOCqHbqtYyI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/ajlgG74ONEo/s72-c/11-14-2010+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4217239664964923927</id><published>2010-11-12T22:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T22:11:35.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>school picture day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TN4PDOw4a7I/AAAAAAAAFuI/bWSz74LZQ4I/s1600/11-12-2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TN4PDOw4a7I/AAAAAAAAFuI/bWSz74LZQ4I/s320/11-12-2010+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Know what's weird about kindergarten?&amp;nbsp; Knowing that you kid is getting her school photo taken, you know with backdrops and lights and everything and you are not there.&amp;nbsp; I will have clue what was going on on her face, her nose area, her hair, her smile until the package arrives.&amp;nbsp; Even worse?&amp;nbsp; She missed the first photo shoot due to her illness, so she only has one shot to shine.&amp;nbsp; OH and Lucy really really wanted her hair down for her school pictures.&amp;nbsp; I love that she has opinions about stuff like that, and she really LOVES all the attention she gets when her hair is down.&amp;nbsp; Wanna know the killer???&amp;nbsp; She had school photos this morning, and this afternoon?????&amp;nbsp; A swimming field trip.&amp;nbsp; So, we'll definately be having a fight come Sunday morning, when we finally will have time to tackle the taming of free hair.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TN4PFK6yaxI/AAAAAAAAFuM/cRaCApM6Wvg/s1600/11-12-2010+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TN4PFK6yaxI/AAAAAAAAFuM/cRaCApM6Wvg/s320/11-12-2010+005.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/5326687909327874206-4217239664964923927?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4217239664964923927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4217239664964923927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4217239664964923927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4217239664964923927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/school-picture-day.html' title='school picture day'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TN4PDOw4a7I/AAAAAAAAFuI/bWSz74LZQ4I/s72-c/11-12-2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4722919021817892983</id><published>2010-11-10T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:35:09.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday mornings</title><content type='html'>for the past several weeks, we've taken advantage of our sunny Sundays and headed out to the suburbs/country to an awesome park.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtji6ex1ZI/AAAAAAAAFt0/OHJf5SaB_e0/s1600/11-10-2010+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtji6ex1ZI/AAAAAAAAFt0/OHJf5SaB_e0/s320/11-10-2010+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;out in the far eastern side of Minnetonka, I consider this park a kids "off leash" park.&amp;nbsp; there is a lot of green space, with a natural barrier.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtjlOEq57I/AAAAAAAAFt4/LLUUTUmiPzs/s1600/11-10-2010+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtjlOEq57I/AAAAAAAAFt4/LLUUTUmiPzs/s320/11-10-2010+038.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;lots of space for kids to explore their independance, get exercise, fresh air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtjntujZ9I/AAAAAAAAFt8/jo0HOi6l0lo/s1600/11-10-2010+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtjntujZ9I/AAAAAAAAFt8/jo0HOi6l0lo/s320/11-10-2010+041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;grass in the hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtjrphCZyI/AAAAAAAAFuA/zBTIkvl50ns/s1600/11-10-2010+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtjrphCZyI/AAAAAAAAFuA/zBTIkvl50ns/s320/11-10-2010+044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;connect with friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtjuB-2b3I/AAAAAAAAFuE/yZTQosILncY/s1600/11-10-2010+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtjuB-2b3I/AAAAAAAAFuE/yZTQosILncY/s320/11-10-2010+048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and just enjoy a Sunday morning.&amp;nbsp; the mom's mostly get to relax.&amp;nbsp; you can see most of the park from one or two spots. has a nice non sandy surface (no sand in shoes, or imbedded in scalps), and up until last weekend had a flush toilet/running water bathroom.&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-4722919021817892983?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4722919021817892983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4722919021817892983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4722919021817892983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4722919021817892983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunday-mornings.html' title='Sunday mornings'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNtji6ex1ZI/AAAAAAAAFt0/OHJf5SaB_e0/s72-c/11-10-2010+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4627513180788673998</id><published>2010-11-09T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T21:54:27.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh baby lucy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoW7ADkf_I/AAAAAAAAFtg/Di7unzR2Zok/s1600/DSC01212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoW7ADkf_I/AAAAAAAAFtg/Di7unzR2Zok/s320/DSC01212.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;so stinkin' little and so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoW9O4LkNI/AAAAAAAAFtk/TMT0K2HvTy0/s1600/DSC01215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoW9O4LkNI/AAAAAAAAFtk/TMT0K2HvTy0/s320/DSC01215.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;still having a fever after one week home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;giving her momma gray hairs right away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoW_X3FsWI/AAAAAAAAFto/liQgPU67bgk/s1600/DSC01217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoW_X3FsWI/AAAAAAAAFto/liQgPU67bgk/s320/DSC01217.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;had that big ol' "hungry baby" belly still.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoXBdESsJI/AAAAAAAAFts/YVCSomC5WAo/s1600/DSC01223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoXBdESsJI/AAAAAAAAFts/YVCSomC5WAo/s320/DSC01223.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;still had those sparkling full of life eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoXDF_ZXuI/AAAAAAAAFtw/SNUXpxS1qUQ/s1600/DSC01245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoXDF_ZXuI/AAAAAAAAFtw/SNUXpxS1qUQ/s320/DSC01245.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/5326687909327874206-4627513180788673998?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4627513180788673998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4627513180788673998' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4627513180788673998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4627513180788673998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-baby-lucy.html' title='oh baby lucy'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNoW7ADkf_I/AAAAAAAAFtg/Di7unzR2Zok/s72-c/DSC01212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5354982285639851365</id><published>2010-11-08T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:50:54.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Haymoflauge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjR_3bzgNI/AAAAAAAAFtA/Emygcg_TxwE/s1600/10-18-2010+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjR_3bzgNI/AAAAAAAAFtA/Emygcg_TxwE/s320/10-18-2010+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just a little warning, and hopefully a reminder for the 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apple orchard season.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A soft fleecy sweater +&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSCvqKFcI/AAAAAAAAFtE/odhsUjGogOk/s1600/10-18-2010+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSCvqKFcI/AAAAAAAAFtE/odhsUjGogOk/s320/10-18-2010+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a very dry hay stack +&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSFDPnzSI/AAAAAAAAFtI/LCffKbzIADE/s1600/10-18-2010+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSFDPnzSI/AAAAAAAAFtI/LCffKbzIADE/s320/10-18-2010+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a very active girl =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSIWXXBaI/AAAAAAAAFtM/TO6e3Bex-08/s1600/10-18-2010+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSIWXXBaI/AAAAAAAAFtM/TO6e3Bex-08/s320/10-18-2010+015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a prickly impossible mess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSN3CuaMI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/li2dSDm3Opo/s1600/10-18-2010+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSN3CuaMI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/li2dSDm3Opo/s320/10-18-2010+018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSSkFZx7I/AAAAAAAAFtU/6yGolQAwCOU/s1600/10-18-2010+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSSkFZx7I/AAAAAAAAFtU/6yGolQAwCOU/s320/10-18-2010+024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;almost lost her a few times in the hay pile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSWWa2YqI/AAAAAAAAFtY/V_w6zvlG8LI/s1600/10-18-2010+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSWWa2YqI/AAAAAAAAFtY/V_w6zvlG8LI/s320/10-18-2010+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSbDIgtrI/AAAAAAAAFtc/RT5_TMnaONI/s1600/10-18-2010+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjSbDIgtrI/AAAAAAAAFtc/RT5_TMnaONI/s320/10-18-2010+027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two washings, some fine tuned hand de-haying and the shirt still aint right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucy sure had fun though!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-5354982285639851365?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5354982285639851365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5354982285639851365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5354982285639851365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5354982285639851365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/haymoflauge.html' title='Haymoflauge'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNjR_3bzgNI/AAAAAAAAFtA/Emygcg_TxwE/s72-c/10-18-2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4767891607966097653</id><published>2010-11-07T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T22:10:30.949-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If Lucy was on Facebook ...</title><content type='html'>she would have totally unfriended me and about a billion other people today.&amp;nbsp; Must suck to be so dependant on the mom you just unfriended.&amp;nbsp; It's cool tho' she totally put in a friend request right before bedtime.&amp;nbsp; I rocked my lil' friend to the sweet sounds of Cowboy Junkies.&amp;nbsp; Perfect ending to an almost perfect day (aside from the unfriending).&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-4767891607966097653?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4767891607966097653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4767891607966097653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4767891607966097653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4767891607966097653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-lucy-was-on-facebook.html' title='If Lucy was on Facebook ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-8281222331121213413</id><published>2010-11-06T19:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T19:40:41.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes from a bus ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNX_-sd6_2I/AAAAAAAAFss/9AYjWjNR__Q/s1600/11-06-2010+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNX_-sd6_2I/AAAAAAAAFss/9AYjWjNR__Q/s320/11-06-2010+005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today we decided on adventuring on the #21 bus from Chicago Avenue until the end of 21A.&amp;nbsp; In frantic anticipation Lucy thoughtfully applied quite a bit of eye make up (thank you Risa :)).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We waited patiently at the bus stop by our house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNYAAyOnAsI/AAAAAAAAFsw/J9ssezqiLl0/s1600/11-06-2010+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNYAAyOnAsI/AAAAAAAAFsw/J9ssezqiLl0/s320/11-06-2010+007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ironically our end point was quite similar to where we accidentally ended up last night (thank you for real Risa for getting us out of that one).&amp;nbsp; So we decided to head to where was partied last night for a little snack/drink/bathroom break.&amp;nbsp; Of course no break is complete with out some posing and dancing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNYACgKosvI/AAAAAAAAFs0/sg0YMshsfV8/s1600/11-06-2010+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNYACgKosvI/AAAAAAAAFs0/sg0YMshsfV8/s320/11-06-2010+012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyways ...&amp;nbsp; although these photos are not actually of us on the bus I thought I would bless you with some fun tidbits of conversation that Lucy had with EVERY LIVING (and almost living) SOUL on the bus.&amp;nbsp; Oh it was fun.&amp;nbsp; Y'all probably don't know how shy I really am.&amp;nbsp; Ha ha, I have the most anti-shy child in the world, good one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNYAEeBXfWI/AAAAAAAAFs4/jsvf4eGh29I/s1600/11-06-2010+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNYAEeBXfWI/AAAAAAAAFs4/jsvf4eGh29I/s320/11-06-2010+018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We started out singing the name game song about every single person we know.&amp;nbsp; Moma, moma bo bama banana fana fo fama fi...&amp;nbsp; yup that loudly sung song came to a grinding halt when Lucy decided to sing about our pal Lucky.&amp;nbsp; Yup.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But frankly, at that point we were still on the #5, and anyone that knows 'bout the #5 knows that the #5 folks have likely just finished saying something similar.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNYAGPMCnXI/AAAAAAAAFs8/fECWUF31_gY/s1600/11-06-2010+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNYAGPMCnXI/AAAAAAAAFs8/fECWUF31_gY/s320/11-06-2010+023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here are a few more treasures:&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, hey! Um sir, your pants are falling off"&amp;nbsp; (and her mommy was putting her hood up and sinking slowly down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;‎"Mom is that a cop or a lifeguard?"&amp;nbsp; (it was a cop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;"Mom, tyler&amp;nbsp;(my cousin) &amp;nbsp;hates cops right? They put him in jail"&amp;nbsp; (cue loud snorts from Phil behind us, and yeah, I knew almost everyones name on the bus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;A big shout out to our new friends Charlie and Lisa.&amp;nbsp; Glad that Lucy could help Lisa&amp;nbsp;learn Charlie's name.&amp;nbsp; Hope you two enjoy that 12 pack.&amp;nbsp; Thanks a lot new friend Charlie for forever cementing in lucy's head that the back of the bus is far more cool then the front.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;and Will (our other new friend).&amp;nbsp; Lucy didn't accept your explaination for the tear drop tattoo and the shaved eyebrow, but I appreciate your ability to censor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;and to Senora Eva,&amp;nbsp; thanks for the herbalife protein bar and the invitation to come practice spanish, and your phone number.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;we'll be driving to lowertown next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-8281222331121213413?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/8281222331121213413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=8281222331121213413' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8281222331121213413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8281222331121213413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/quotes-from-bus-ride.html' title='quotes from a bus ride'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNX_-sd6_2I/AAAAAAAAFss/9AYjWjNR__Q/s72-c/11-06-2010+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-2721026613136699812</id><published>2010-11-05T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T20:21:31.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooooo what's been going good?</title><content type='html'>Y'all know about our kindergarten woes.&amp;nbsp; Oh woe is me right?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hoping we start having more and more good news on that front very soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside.&amp;nbsp; Let me tell you all about all the super positive things happening in our little family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My New Year's resolution to quit catering to miss picky eater has paid off in a big way.&amp;nbsp; Dinners are much healthier, much more home made and much more tranquil these days (unless grandpa is at the table ...).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have been enjoying tons of healthy, cheap, and easy to prepare in advance soups.&amp;nbsp; Soup has saved our budget and our sanity.&amp;nbsp; Turkey has also helped.&amp;nbsp; Turkey for a few days.&amp;nbsp; Then a break, then several days of turkey soup.&amp;nbsp; Split peas are another.&amp;nbsp; We love us some split pea soup, especially some injera to dip in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mornings.&amp;nbsp; We have a general game plan.&amp;nbsp; Aside from some needed nagging from me so Lucy eats breakfast, mornings go well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kuk Sool - Lucy's martial arts class.&amp;nbsp; Seriously hands down, the BEST best thing I could have done for Lucy was getting her enrolled and sticking to our Friday night classes.&amp;nbsp; She had a very difficult first 9 months in this class.&amp;nbsp; I cringed a lot.&amp;nbsp; Her instructors stuck with her, with firm, consistent expectations.&amp;nbsp; Her friendly, cute personality was not going to get her through this class.&amp;nbsp; Lucy is currently a model student.&amp;nbsp; She is amazingly focused, disciplined and driven in this class.&amp;nbsp; She rarely needs any sort of redirection.&amp;nbsp; I smile for 45 minutes straight.&amp;nbsp; She works hard.&amp;nbsp; It's a challenge for her but she accomplishes it.&amp;nbsp; LOVE THIS CLASS.&amp;nbsp; Leave a comment if you want the low down, have a kid 4 or older and live in the Twin Cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Grocery shopping- i try to avoid doing it with Lucy in tow but when it must be done it no longer needs to be followed up with beer for mom and therapy for Lucy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Getting&amp;nbsp; in&amp;nbsp; and out of the car -&amp;nbsp; this used to send me into major mom meltdown.&amp;nbsp; The putzing, the foot dragging, the hopping to the other seat, the scavenging for anything on the floor ... it's all stopped (mostly).&amp;nbsp; Some mornings I drive off to work with Lucy in the back and I think ... holy crap.&amp;nbsp; We just got through this morning with no issues at all.&amp;nbsp; Talk about improvement!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup.&amp;nbsp; Life is good.&amp;nbsp; It's so much easier to parent Lucy now.&amp;nbsp; We can do things like hang out at art crawls, and listen to bands in a coffee shop until 8:30 at night and I feel pretty assured I wont suffer for it in the morning.&amp;nbsp; Loving mommyhood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-2721026613136699812?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/2721026613136699812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=2721026613136699812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2721026613136699812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2721026613136699812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/soooooo-whats-been-going-good.html' title='Soooooo what&apos;s been going good?'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4945215231675207674</id><published>2010-11-03T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T19:43:39.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>make up</title><content type='html'>Spent $3.00 on some cheap eye make up and lipstick.&amp;nbsp; So far have bought myself 1 1/2 hours of 'quiet' time.&amp;nbsp; I think it was a good deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNIPkYxE-II/AAAAAAAAFso/vWLhTUwYAa0/s1600/10-31-2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNIPkYxE-II/AAAAAAAAFso/vWLhTUwYAa0/s320/10-31-2010+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;obviously she gets her divine make-up application skills from me.&amp;nbsp; that's totally nurture right there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-4945215231675207674?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4945215231675207674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4945215231675207674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4945215231675207674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4945215231675207674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/make-up.html' title='make up'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNIPkYxE-II/AAAAAAAAFso/vWLhTUwYAa0/s72-c/10-31-2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-386033026104020697</id><published>2010-11-02T19:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T19:08:32.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucita bonita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNC1RRtP3pI/AAAAAAAAFsc/9c3Cwmhe3Nw/s1600/11-02-2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNC1RRtP3pI/AAAAAAAAFsc/9c3Cwmhe3Nw/s320/11-02-2010+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This girl takes my breath away every single day.&amp;nbsp; Serious beauty and it's not just the beauty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that you all see here in these photos.&amp;nbsp; She has it inside too.&amp;nbsp; She has a way of seeing people and the world that is beautiful.&amp;nbsp; She has a power about her that's overwhelming.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She should really be running some sort of office or business or maybe the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really hope that she channels all of this power for good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If she channels it for evil.&amp;nbsp; Watch out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cuz it's STRONG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNC1Z02XlFI/AAAAAAAAFsk/M0H8_q9KldM/s1600/11-02-2010+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNC1Z02XlFI/AAAAAAAAFsk/M0H8_q9KldM/s320/11-02-2010+002.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/5326687909327874206-386033026104020697?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/386033026104020697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=386033026104020697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/386033026104020697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/386033026104020697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/lucita-bonita.html' title='Lucita bonita'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TNC1RRtP3pI/AAAAAAAAFsc/9c3Cwmhe3Nw/s72-c/11-02-2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3420280708150541301</id><published>2010-11-01T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T19:43:41.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NaBloPoMo Day 1</title><content type='html'>Seriously almost petered out before I even started.&amp;nbsp; I am tired. Real tired.&amp;nbsp; Feel like life is in full full force these days.&amp;nbsp; The mornings are so rushed, getting out the door.&amp;nbsp; Lucy comes to work with me for about 1 1/2 hours every morning.&amp;nbsp; I think having her with me, in an environment where she feels in control for a bit helps her relax a little more the rest of the day in kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; Every morning when it's time for us to catch the bus we take two toddlers from my class with us.&amp;nbsp; Lucy loves this and the toddlers do too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post school is about unwinding, homework, getting dinner together, running unavoidable errands and playing.&amp;nbsp; Evenings go way too fast in someways but at times that wait for bedtime can be painfully slow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Lucy goes down, it's so easy for me to just completely get absorbed in the computer, or reading and relaxing.&amp;nbsp; I resent all the "other work" that needs done.&amp;nbsp; Cleaning, dishes, laundry, bills, cooking future meals ... hate it.&amp;nbsp; Resent that each time the dishes get cleaned there are more just waiting to get dirty, resent the same about laundry, and animal fur, and animal waste, and dust ....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; so there, first day of NaBloPoMo=RANT!&amp;nbsp; I feel better now, and aint that what it's all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM9rJALnQWI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/LENhO5EC3Lk/s1600/10-31-2010+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM9rJALnQWI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/LENhO5EC3Lk/s320/10-31-2010+002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy still loves worms.&amp;nbsp; A lot.&amp;nbsp; Here's a worm that she pushed on the swing, gave a wagon ride, and eventually returned, relatively unscathed to his family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM9rP0hk6tI/AAAAAAAAFsU/Apa3mK97VJY/s1600/10-31-2010+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM9rP0hk6tI/AAAAAAAAFsU/Apa3mK97VJY/s320/10-31-2010+006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM9rSFSKWdI/AAAAAAAAFsY/PxmQmP8HJLs/s1600/10-31-2010+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM9rSFSKWdI/AAAAAAAAFsY/PxmQmP8HJLs/s320/10-31-2010+008.JPG" width="240" /&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/5326687909327874206-3420280708150541301?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3420280708150541301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3420280708150541301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3420280708150541301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3420280708150541301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/11/nablopomo-day-1.html' title='NaBloPoMo Day 1'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM9rJALnQWI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/LENhO5EC3Lk/s72-c/10-31-2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4375257902527405003</id><published>2010-10-31T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:27:50.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4XQB6cQQI/AAAAAAAAFrw/MchzE93is_g/s1600/10-31-2010+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4XQB6cQQI/AAAAAAAAFrw/MchzE93is_g/s320/10-31-2010+014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4XTNOdXlI/AAAAAAAAFr0/MLsINGlMRi8/s1600/10-31-2010+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4XTNOdXlI/AAAAAAAAFr0/MLsINGlMRi8/s320/10-31-2010+022.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4XVCfRguI/AAAAAAAAFr4/ExD0tuKxOXg/s1600/10-31-2010+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4Xatba1DI/AAAAAAAAFsE/55J9-N0_6GA/s1600/10-31-2010+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4Xatba1DI/AAAAAAAAFsE/55J9-N0_6GA/s320/10-31-2010+032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4XcrOk1VI/AAAAAAAAFsI/8iEUVqFRCBo/s1600/10-31-2010+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4XcrOk1VI/AAAAAAAAFsI/8iEUVqFRCBo/s320/10-31-2010+037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4Xe256WAI/AAAAAAAAFsM/acjGWy4bGyA/s1600/10-31-2010+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4Xe256WAI/AAAAAAAAFsM/acjGWy4bGyA/s320/10-31-2010+042.JPG" width="240" /&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/5326687909327874206-4375257902527405003?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4375257902527405003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4375257902527405003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4375257902527405003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4375257902527405003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TM4XQB6cQQI/AAAAAAAAFrw/MchzE93is_g/s72-c/10-31-2010+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-3566361082435893710</id><published>2010-10-28T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T19:55:34.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yaaaaawwwwnnnnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMon02in6iI/AAAAAAAAFrY/IN2bnoMiSd4/s1600/10-28-2010+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMon02in6iI/AAAAAAAAFrY/IN2bnoMiSd4/s320/10-28-2010+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;since I've decided to participate in NaBloPoMo in November, which means a blog post a day the whole month (lucky you!), I don't feel too bad about my lack of words here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was lazy, didn't want to carve pumpkins, but still wanted the seeds to roast so we painted them.&amp;nbsp; Now the squirrels are busy enjoying the fruits of our labors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMon5qjepxI/AAAAAAAAFrc/AFfkBcnlU-w/s1600/10-28-2010+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMon5qjepxI/AAAAAAAAFrc/AFfkBcnlU-w/s320/10-28-2010+006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of course, my sensory seeking, dirt loving daughter LOVES scooping the goop out of pumpkins. Kept her busy a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMon-R2F7ZI/AAAAAAAAFrg/VkOEjVTHuAI/s1600/10-28-2010+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMon-R2F7ZI/AAAAAAAAFrg/VkOEjVTHuAI/s320/10-28-2010+014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMooJSL_k0I/AAAAAAAAFrk/cSOtdkEHc4o/s1600/10-28-2010+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMooJSL_k0I/AAAAAAAAFrk/cSOtdkEHc4o/s320/10-28-2010+025.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This week we celebrated Zep, the perfect dog's 2nd birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMooQNLEyzI/AAAAAAAAFro/cykRdTLk8Is/s1600/10-28-2010+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMooQNLEyzI/AAAAAAAAFro/cykRdTLk8Is/s320/10-28-2010+035.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;he got a peanut butter coated ice cream cake and a big ol'bone for his birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and of course Lucy sang Happy Birthday with great gusto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMoon6dPzDI/AAAAAAAAFrs/bq04Yd7BZfo/s1600/10-28-2010+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMoon6dPzDI/AAAAAAAAFrs/bq04Yd7BZfo/s320/10-28-2010+037.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/5326687909327874206-3566361082435893710?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/3566361082435893710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=3566361082435893710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3566361082435893710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/3566361082435893710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/10/yaaaaawwwwnnnnn.html' title='yaaaaawwwwnnnnn'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMon02in6iI/AAAAAAAAFrY/IN2bnoMiSd4/s72-c/10-28-2010+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-2991254228588331776</id><published>2010-10-24T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T10:34:59.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years</title><content type='html'>Five years later ... and still loving every single ounce of this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMRgFjksvFI/AAAAAAAAFrM/0uyRWoG2fy4/s1600/1stday+in+bed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMRgFjksvFI/AAAAAAAAFrM/0uyRWoG2fy4/s320/1stday+in+bed.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMRgGLA6E1I/AAAAAAAAFrQ/jgt9EiSDznY/s1600/eyecontact.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMRgGLA6E1I/AAAAAAAAFrQ/jgt9EiSDznY/s320/eyecontact.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMRgGgnXoVI/AAAAAAAAFrU/uemLE3OhQO0/s1600/inmammasarms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMRgGgnXoVI/AAAAAAAAFrU/uemLE3OhQO0/s320/inmammasarms.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/5326687909327874206-2991254228588331776?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/2991254228588331776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=2991254228588331776' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2991254228588331776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2991254228588331776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-years.html' title='5 years'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TMRgFjksvFI/AAAAAAAAFrM/0uyRWoG2fy4/s72-c/1stday+in+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5952408821826805703</id><published>2010-10-16T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:20:19.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sunny Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpplzWbbDI/AAAAAAAAFqM/2gxnFdGTd9k/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpplzWbbDI/AAAAAAAAFqM/2gxnFdGTd9k/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We recently discovered Gale Woods Farm.&amp;nbsp; Fantastic fun.&amp;nbsp; This morning we went to Saturday Morning at the Farm.&amp;nbsp; A great hands on but not overly overled family farming event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLppoJ5WphI/AAAAAAAAFqQ/dox7B7GCdBE/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLppoJ5WphI/AAAAAAAAFqQ/dox7B7GCdBE/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the kids were able to get up close and personal with many farm animals.&amp;nbsp; This was no petting zoo, this is a farm.&amp;nbsp; The kids LOVED having the freedom to hang with the animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLppvtvUYLI/AAAAAAAAFqU/6G21mxoRE7w/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLppvtvUYLI/AAAAAAAAFqU/6G21mxoRE7w/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpp00aUVoI/AAAAAAAAFqY/XmyovOiTS7c/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpp00aUVoI/AAAAAAAAFqY/XmyovOiTS7c/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jacob was the sheep whisperer.&amp;nbsp; He is a real friend to the animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpp4Oo3tCI/AAAAAAAAFqc/evOAC-XbUnw/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpp4Oo3tCI/AAAAAAAAFqc/evOAC-XbUnw/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpp7r8Ne0I/AAAAAAAAFqg/QDRMw29qm60/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpp7r8Ne0I/AAAAAAAAFqg/QDRMw29qm60/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+062.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy got them a little wound up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpp_W4JaYI/AAAAAAAAFqk/QbEWRfHw5vY/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpp_W4JaYI/AAAAAAAAFqk/QbEWRfHw5vY/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;but she bossed them back into their places&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqBx4I5-I/AAAAAAAAFqo/-FkgBTbMOA0/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqBx4I5-I/AAAAAAAAFqo/-FkgBTbMOA0/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;if it clucks like a chicken and walks like a chicken it must be a ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqEqe5pXI/AAAAAAAAFqs/wPNiYLBrgWQ/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqEqe5pXI/AAAAAAAAFqs/wPNiYLBrgWQ/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;again with the animal whisperer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqHpbugzI/AAAAAAAAFqw/gF7NRJ5P8Ms/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqHpbugzI/AAAAAAAAFqw/gF7NRJ5P8Ms/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucy loves LOVES LOVES the danger of running on top of the hay bale maze.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqLRSsVBI/AAAAAAAAFq0/f6MJA9_9H6w/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqLRSsVBI/AAAAAAAAFq0/f6MJA9_9H6w/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqOMXJTlI/AAAAAAAAFq4/FX4WeqU2_z4/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqOMXJTlI/AAAAAAAAFq4/FX4WeqU2_z4/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+123.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqRAS35GI/AAAAAAAAFq8/Y-XWZJu6MH4/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqRAS35GI/AAAAAAAAFq8/Y-XWZJu6MH4/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqTRXkKqI/AAAAAAAAFrA/5_RfvxYiARY/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqTRXkKqI/AAAAAAAAFrA/5_RfvxYiARY/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+159.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;these two have a lot of fun together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqVf1wwrI/AAAAAAAAFrE/K0sNkJE_6vw/s1600/10-16-2010+gale+woods+161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpqVf1wwrI/AAAAAAAAFrE/K0sNkJE_6vw/s320/10-16-2010+gale+woods+161.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/5326687909327874206-5952408821826805703?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5952408821826805703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5952408821826805703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5952408821826805703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5952408821826805703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweet-sunny-saturday.html' title='Sweet Sunny Saturday'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLpplzWbbDI/AAAAAAAAFqM/2gxnFdGTd9k/s72-c/10-16-2010+gale+woods+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-575529784777614817</id><published>2010-10-09T08:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T08:41:02.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten, Bullies, Fever and Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLB6yGDOoTI/AAAAAAAAFqE/tAHzwKVXRQQ/s1600/10-02-2010+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLB6yGDOoTI/AAAAAAAAFqE/tAHzwKVXRQQ/s320/10-02-2010+022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the more time I spend parenting the less I actually feel like I know how to parent?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Let me present a dilemma:&amp;nbsp; tattling.&amp;nbsp; Lucy spends a lot of time defending her actions in kindergarten (she's having loads of troubles staying out of trouble at kindergarten) by telling me and everyone else how mean the other kids are to her.&amp;nbsp; "Mom, he is always being so mean to me,&amp;nbsp; Mooooommmmm she keeps giving me mean looks all the time.&amp;nbsp; Mooooooooommmmmmmm&amp;nbsp; he bumped me first, on PURPOSE"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have spent enough time in her class room to note that this tattling is also directed at her poor teacher, and it's not just Lucy it's quite a few of the kids, girls in particular.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo the dilemma is this:&amp;nbsp; With all the talk about bullying going around lately, and the advice about listening&amp;nbsp;to your kids and having an open line of communication etc it feels like I should be open and empathic when Lucy starts &lt;strike&gt;bitching&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt; tattling on her peers&amp;nbsp; BUT I also feel like wanting to encourage her to not spend so much time tattling, telling, worrying about the actions of others and spend more worrying about her own self.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLB68-opNMI/AAAAAAAAFqI/Ym2i0GvFE2U/s1600/10-02-2010+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLB68-opNMI/AAAAAAAAFqI/Ym2i0GvFE2U/s320/10-02-2010+024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What do I do?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news,&amp;nbsp; Lucy has been down with a fever and some pretty nasty mouth sores for 3 days now.&amp;nbsp; Poor little baby.&amp;nbsp; She's a real trooper though, drinking when I ask her to and taking necessary medicine.&amp;nbsp; Sadly the fevers do not seem to impact her energy level much.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know I'd be worried sicker if she was lethargic but I'd just like to see that once ...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other other news.&amp;nbsp; Seems as if the woes in kindergarten have caused us to shift things at home a bit.&amp;nbsp; We are doing lots of&amp;nbsp; "attachment style" work, just to help with some regulation and it's amazing how much more fun and enjoyable our evenings and weekends have become.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seriously, LOVE her so much ... gaaawwwwhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-575529784777614817?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/575529784777614817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=575529784777614817' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/575529784777614817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/575529784777614817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/10/kindergarten-bullies-fever-and-fun.html' title='Kindergarten, Bullies, Fever and Fun'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TLB6yGDOoTI/AAAAAAAAFqE/tAHzwKVXRQQ/s72-c/10-02-2010+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-8014278412700182088</id><published>2010-09-30T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:32:21.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire and Knifes</title><content type='html'>yes I had lots of young kids over at my house for a cook out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TKVjucD3TaI/AAAAAAAAFps/i4PeClHNorg/s1600/09-30-2010+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TKVjucD3TaI/AAAAAAAAFps/i4PeClHNorg/s320/09-30-2010+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and of course we needed some kindling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TKVkAQHXkRI/AAAAAAAAFp4/rFkcumekR78/s1600/09-30-2010+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TKVkAQHXkRI/AAAAAAAAFp4/rFkcumekR78/s320/09-30-2010+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;so obviously I gave all 5 of them knives so they could chop the wood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TKVkCDitcaI/AAAAAAAAFp8/6E828w8EoxU/s1600/09-30-2010+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TKVkCDitcaI/AAAAAAAAFp8/6E828w8EoxU/s320/09-30-2010+014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because we needed more fuel for desert.&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-8014278412700182088?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/8014278412700182088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=8014278412700182088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8014278412700182088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8014278412700182088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/09/fire-and-knifes.html' title='Fire and Knifes'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TKVjucD3TaI/AAAAAAAAFps/i4PeClHNorg/s72-c/09-30-2010+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-2205308821753412489</id><published>2010-09-26T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:18:12.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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So sorry Wendim but Lucy has a new man and his name is &lt;a href="http://www.ragnartheviking.com/about.htm"&gt;Ragnar&lt;/a&gt;. Lucy was immediately drawn to this man and I believe she also captured his heart.&amp;nbsp; He patiently made a helmet for her, and signed a magnet for her and then let her take her time signing a magnet for him and making a helmet for mom.&amp;nbsp; He was totally sweet to her and for a bit these two seemed like they were in their own world.&amp;nbsp; I was sweet on him too as we waited for him to get his photo taken with a group of special needs young adults, he was so amazing with them, chatting and engaging.&amp;nbsp; I was hooked!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJ6upxMCBKI/AAAAAAAAFoc/5Kco00IRUfg/s1600/09-25-2010+129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJ6upxMCBKI/AAAAAAAAFoc/5Kco00IRUfg/s320/09-25-2010+129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Just let it be known that Lucy is working her little butt off trying to navigate kindergarten and all it's rules, regulations, expectations and boundaries.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about hair.&amp;nbsp; lucy has spent a lot of time these past few weeks thinking about her hair.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF88rcWBTI/AAAAAAAAFnw/9Un19FNr1zk/s1600/09-13-2010+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF88rcWBTI/AAAAAAAAFnw/9Un19FNr1zk/s320/09-13-2010+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;on about the first day of kindergarten Lucy noticed a little curly haired girl with very short hair.&amp;nbsp; As soon as we were in the car Lucy asked if she could get her hair cut like that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF8_HmHC5I/AAAAAAAAFn4/9vyf6tPwZXw/s1600/09-13-2010+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF8_HmHC5I/AAAAAAAAFn4/9vyf6tPwZXw/s320/09-13-2010+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then asked to have her hair down and loose for a few days, i agreed, providing&amp;nbsp; that she understood we'd be doing some conditioning and finger combing every day as long as it was loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF9Bq5GqGI/AAAAAAAAFoA/8sTKvq8S9VA/s1600/09-13-2010+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF9Bq5GqGI/AAAAAAAAFoA/8sTKvq8S9VA/s320/09-13-2010+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so it was a good time to start teaching her a little self hair care.&amp;nbsp; She conditioned and worked through the front sections and I did the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF9D3YNZKI/AAAAAAAAFoI/JCLX0pY2Pyo/s1600/09-13-2010+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF9D3YNZKI/AAAAAAAAFoI/JCLX0pY2Pyo/s320/09-13-2010+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;she did pretty good. and in the middle of the process decided that she wanted a hair cute still, but not too short because she likes her long hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF9GSx-RAI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/S8oZ-IIrQGg/s1600/09-13-2010+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF9GSx-RAI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/S8oZ-IIrQGg/s320/09-13-2010+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"even if it hurts a little mom, I still like my hair to be long" ...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dragging my feet a little on getting her hair back into a style.&amp;nbsp; I am sure it's going to be a mini-trauma when we set down and really comb it out.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile, we marvel at how dang cute she is with that big ole head of long curly hair!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-4633613974323213982?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4633613974323213982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4633613974323213982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4633613974323213982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4633613974323213982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/09/same-photos-different-story.html' title='same photos different story'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TJF88rcWBTI/AAAAAAAAFnw/9Un19FNr1zk/s72-c/09-13-2010+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-2475220736491904219</id><published>2010-09-11T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T19:28:07.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Lady on the Prairie</title><content type='html'>We went to Walnut Grove to see some Little House on the Prairie in real life.&amp;nbsp; Seriously cute photos follow.&amp;nbsp; I have tons TONS I need to write about Lucy's first couple weeks of kindergarten but am biding my time and thinking about what to put out there in the blogosphere and what I should just cry in my beer over.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrN3lGM2I/AAAAAAAAFmA/VT6ppZWtSIE/s1600/09-11-2010+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrN3lGM2I/AAAAAAAAFmA/VT6ppZWtSIE/s320/09-11-2010+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was quite a beautiful day for us pioneer girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrPrsUlyI/AAAAAAAAFmI/bvoWcVZC1NQ/s1600/09-11-2010+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrPrsUlyI/AAAAAAAAFmI/bvoWcVZC1NQ/s320/09-11-2010+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the wind blowing the prairie grasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrRgCXZEI/AAAAAAAAFmQ/VE6ScRDwwpQ/s1600/09-11-2010+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrRgCXZEI/AAAAAAAAFmQ/VE6ScRDwwpQ/s320/09-11-2010+016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy all relaxed and easy on this Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrVvgXFDI/AAAAAAAAFmY/jJqDbLaFR_4/s1600/09-11-2010+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrVvgXFDI/AAAAAAAAFmY/jJqDbLaFR_4/s320/09-11-2010+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exploring prairie trails, breathing fresh air and feeling the warm sunshine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrYsQ3v3I/AAAAAAAAFmg/UBbtV2imRUw/s1600/09-11-2010+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrYsQ3v3I/AAAAAAAAFmg/UBbtV2imRUw/s320/09-11-2010+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deciding that we enjoy our mudfree, bug free, flushing bathroom house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrc_Ro1rI/AAAAAAAAFmo/m6hWctElyio/s1600/09-11-2010+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrc_Ro1rI/AAAAAAAAFmo/m6hWctElyio/s320/09-11-2010+057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;moving the prairie grasses off the path so our friends can pass more easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrgsa9hWI/AAAAAAAAFmw/axAoo8vsfSs/s1600/09-11-2010+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrgsa9hWI/AAAAAAAAFmw/axAoo8vsfSs/s320/09-11-2010+058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taking mama's breath away with her beauty and her spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrjQweHbI/AAAAAAAAFm4/AqcSrkfw6PY/s1600/09-11-2010+092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrjQweHbI/AAAAAAAAFm4/AqcSrkfw6PY/s320/09-11-2010+092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cooking up some grub on the banks of plum creek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrlLJua_I/AAAAAAAAFnA/ZscwF26S_nE/s1600/09-11-2010+114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrlLJua_I/AAAAAAAAFnA/ZscwF26S_nE/s320/09-11-2010+114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a glimpse of what happns in kindergarten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what a beautiful day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-2475220736491904219?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/2475220736491904219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=2475220736491904219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2475220736491904219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2475220736491904219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-lady-on-prairie.html' title='Little Lady on the Prairie'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIwrN3lGM2I/AAAAAAAAFmA/VT6ppZWtSIE/s72-c/09-11-2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-995818383203206403</id><published>2010-09-06T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T18:52:38.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Week-end</title><content type='html'>We had a terrific Labor Day weekend.&amp;nbsp; I picked Lucy up from kindergarten and we headed directly to Frontenac State Park for a weekend of camping with our friends Sara, Mel and Morgan.&amp;nbsp; Lots of photos to follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKWw6K1_I/AAAAAAAAFkg/T2suQ5pegbc/s1600/09-06-2010+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKWw6K1_I/AAAAAAAAFkg/T2suQ5pegbc/s320/09-06-2010+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucy was in charge of the first aid kit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKesEhIzI/AAAAAAAAFko/28Vhvjc95xo/s1600/09-06-2010+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKesEhIzI/AAAAAAAAFko/28Vhvjc95xo/s320/09-06-2010+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eating the smores away from the smokey camp fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKlRSGU1I/AAAAAAAAFkw/6q5C-fnC0dE/s1600/09-06-2010+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKlRSGU1I/AAAAAAAAFkw/6q5C-fnC0dE/s320/09-06-2010+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little burrito. It was a 45 degree, very windy night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;brrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKsRzj9II/AAAAAAAAFk4/ooMnfMWY4WM/s1600/09-06-2010+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKsRzj9II/AAAAAAAAFk4/ooMnfMWY4WM/s320/09-06-2010+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acting goofy on a morning hike to the bathroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKzB0dR0I/AAAAAAAAFlA/ATJ-GhVrd04/s1600/09-06-2010+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKzB0dR0I/AAAAAAAAFlA/ATJ-GhVrd04/s320/09-06-2010+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"scrambling" eggs with Sara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWK7U9v9lI/AAAAAAAAFlI/oO0pg6ncFP4/s1600/09-06-2010+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWK7U9v9lI/AAAAAAAAFlI/oO0pg6ncFP4/s320/09-06-2010+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lots of friendship on the trail to Teopia Rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWLGec3LvI/AAAAAAAAFlQ/UNF2sNW40A0/s1600/09-06-2010+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWLGec3LvI/AAAAAAAAFlQ/UNF2sNW40A0/s320/09-06-2010+062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's happy in the woods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWLOdD_HDI/AAAAAAAAFlY/KYTggz5a6n8/s1600/09-06-2010+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWLOdD_HDI/AAAAAAAAFlY/KYTggz5a6n8/s320/09-06-2010+064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love this photo for some reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWLYIWxsNI/AAAAAAAAFlg/KNt7rR6vcf4/s1600/09-06-2010+097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWLYIWxsNI/AAAAAAAAFlg/KNt7rR6vcf4/s320/09-06-2010+097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;found an awesome park in Red Wing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWLnc7gjvI/AAAAAAAAFlo/oLVgJZ8yYQU/s1600/09-06-2010+121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWLnc7gjvI/AAAAAAAAFlo/oLVgJZ8yYQU/s320/09-06-2010+121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the calm before Lucy's 2nd night firestorm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-995818383203206403?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/995818383203206403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=995818383203206403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/995818383203206403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/995818383203206403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day-week-end.html' title='Labor Day Week-end'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TIWKWw6K1_I/AAAAAAAAFkg/T2suQ5pegbc/s72-c/09-06-2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7926730817035879337</id><published>2010-09-02T19:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:24:35.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>transitions are so hard</title><content type='html'>Lucy is one of those kids where it's really hard to tell whether it's helpful or hurtful to talk about/process upcoming transitions a lot.&amp;nbsp; Of course we've been talking about kindergarten all summer long. She's been psyched. Ready. Diving in headfirst.&amp;nbsp; Seems totally secure.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy has a lot of false bravado. She holds her head up high and jumps out the airplane even though she's scared to death of heights and falling.&amp;nbsp; Poor baby.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was really hard for her. She was acting up all morning. I dropped her off at school and she walked in all raring to go, barely said goodbye to me.&amp;nbsp; I had the day off, and I was stressed but feeling pretty relaxed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It took all of 2 hours for her to get sent to the principal's office.&amp;nbsp; 2 hours.&amp;nbsp; She wasn't following the rules and she hit another child.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Apparently she also did a bit of spitting.&amp;nbsp; She learned a hard lesson right away, as she missed the first ever recess of her life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy was SO CRABBY when I picked her up from school. She did a lot of snapping at me.&amp;nbsp; I was uber forgiving.&amp;nbsp; Lucy didn't want to tell her grandpa and grandma what she had done.&amp;nbsp; We went for a walk with the dog to clear our heads, took a nice warm bath.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was better. Another day of new transitions. Thursday she went to her new before school child care center and rode the bus from there to her new school for the first time.&amp;nbsp; She was really excited about the bus.&amp;nbsp; I had no bad reports about Lucy today.&amp;nbsp; I didn't talk to the teacher at all but I had spoken to the director Wednesday and asked her to please let me know of any problems so we can all be on board. I heard nothing today.&amp;nbsp; Lucy seemed a lot more relaxed when I picked her up from school.&amp;nbsp; She said she did good and was a good friend.&amp;nbsp; She was so tired, she barely slept at all the night before, having dreams, waking all night and awake by 6:15 this morning. It was a long day but she held her self together pretty well until the very end of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lucy. I hope that things continue to get easier for you and that soon everyone at your school sees you for the shining star you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7926730817035879337?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7926730817035879337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7926730817035879337' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7926730817035879337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7926730817035879337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/09/transitions-are-so-hard.html' title='transitions are so hard'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-455511615083169526</id><published>2010-09-01T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:34:51.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>KINDERGARTEN</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it???&amp;nbsp; It goes so fast (it really does).&amp;nbsp; I mean, one day you are thinking, will this teething EVER end???&amp;nbsp; or maybe you just can't believe how freakn' slow that hour before lunch time goes some mornings&amp;nbsp; then suddenly suddenly you look at that little baby and she's 5 years old and she's blowing you a kiss and looking up at her new kindergarten teacher with those big brown eyes and you think crap, I gotta get on that college savings fund. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_qu9d30I/AAAAAAAAFjw/xbYRoSgHk38/s1600/09-01-2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_qu9d30I/AAAAAAAAFjw/xbYRoSgHk38/s320/09-01-2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all ready to get in the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_tcC3PPI/AAAAAAAAFj4/WttPID-wJXY/s1600/09-01-2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_tcC3PPI/AAAAAAAAFj4/WttPID-wJXY/s320/09-01-2010+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucy and Buzz Lightyear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_xCB43hI/AAAAAAAAFkA/eJoyRhlP6Oc/s1600/09-01-2010+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_xCB43hI/AAAAAAAAFkA/eJoyRhlP6Oc/s320/09-01-2010+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walking to the school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_2skDD7I/AAAAAAAAFkI/3Vnmzh0iZso/s1600/09-01-2010+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_2skDD7I/AAAAAAAAFkI/3Vnmzh0iZso/s320/09-01-2010+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she found her locker all by herself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_7gMuI1I/AAAAAAAAFkQ/9SNf81q7pXs/s1600/09-01-2010+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_7gMuI1I/AAAAAAAAFkQ/9SNf81q7pXs/s320/09-01-2010+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good bye Lucy, be good, I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_-qNzL4I/AAAAAAAAFkY/hJmN2pn4zYk/s1600/09-01-2010+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_-qNzL4I/AAAAAAAAFkY/hJmN2pn4zYk/s320/09-01-2010+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stood out in the hall for a few minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And our girl is off to the independance that is kindergarten.&amp;nbsp;&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/5326687909327874206-455511615083169526?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/455511615083169526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=455511615083169526' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/455511615083169526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/455511615083169526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/09/kindergarten.html' title='KINDERGARTEN'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH5_qu9d30I/AAAAAAAAFjw/xbYRoSgHk38/s72-c/09-01-2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-7848688668823234144</id><published>2010-08-31T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:11:16.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 day ...</title><content type='html'>Well the first day of school outfit is carefully laid out.&amp;nbsp; The first day of school hair do is complete, and should last the whole first week.&amp;nbsp; The first day of school back pack is packed.&amp;nbsp; Mama needs a beer.&amp;nbsp; In 14 hours her new life as a elementary student begins.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH2liTUnn_I/AAAAAAAAFjY/--5B8qyvIz0/s1600/08-31-2010+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH2liTUnn_I/AAAAAAAAFjY/--5B8qyvIz0/s320/08-31-2010+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Lucy the night before kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;New hairdo and pretty smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In other news.&amp;nbsp; Originally I had planned a boring stay at home day for Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Lucy's behavior had other plans. I knew I was going to be in trouble if I stayed home with her much longer.&amp;nbsp; The girl needed to be out and running with other folks to talk to.&amp;nbsp; Enter Lucky:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH2lrmkw9OI/AAAAAAAAFjg/slvNo7b4ozc/s1600/08-31-2010+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH2lrmkw9OI/AAAAAAAAFjg/slvNo7b4ozc/s320/08-31-2010+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the same time on the other side of town a facebook plea went out to the masses.&amp;nbsp; The mother of a certain 4 year old and newborn was left single parenting it for awhile and after a night of a fussy baby and similar bored child antics there was a cry in the daytime ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I thought, hey I'll take them both to the zoo.&amp;nbsp; They'll run, they'll be best friends forever (I've read about his love of the ladies), they'll exhaust themselves with giddiness and both of the moms could celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH2l0t1ttuI/AAAAAAAAFjo/3OLhG8tgMzQ/s1600/08-31-2010+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH2l0t1ttuI/AAAAAAAAFjo/3OLhG8tgMzQ/s320/08-31-2010+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Lucky. Lucy was most definitely not in any friendly sort of mood and all of his attempts at engaging with her ended up with her screaming at him.&amp;nbsp; He looked so crushed. He tried tickling (and got pushed), he tried singing in her face (got yelled at), he tried holding her hand (she holds no hand).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In Lucy's defense she did try to make amends.&amp;nbsp; She tried showing Lucky where the sink was (he already KNEW that), she tried pointing out a prairie dog (he already SAW that).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ahh well, at least 3 daytime hours were killed in the attempt which shortened the day a bit.&amp;nbsp; Maybe they'll meet up again and Lucy will be more receptive to his friendly advances.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-7848688668823234144?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/7848688668823234144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=7848688668823234144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7848688668823234144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/7848688668823234144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/12-day.html' title='1/2 day ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TH2liTUnn_I/AAAAAAAAFjY/--5B8qyvIz0/s72-c/08-31-2010+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-6921238165471305344</id><published>2010-08-27T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T20:06:46.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days</title><content type='html'>It's our last weekend before school starts.&amp;nbsp; Crazy.&amp;nbsp; Last night we went to the open house at Lucy's new school.&amp;nbsp; What fun!!!!&amp;nbsp; Lots of cool teachers, great diverse group of families.&amp;nbsp; All at the school because they choose it, they researched it and they got a spot.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty cool.&amp;nbsp; We met Lucy's new teacher, Natalie.&amp;nbsp; She seems really really nice, energetic, a kind encouraging presence.&amp;nbsp; I didn't get to spend a lot of time talking to her but I have a feeling Lucy is going to do well with her guidance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuNWD4xuI/AAAAAAAAFio/gwuFWYBIXkE/s1600/08-26-2010+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuNWD4xuI/AAAAAAAAFio/gwuFWYBIXkE/s320/08-26-2010+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;posted schedule of Lucy's first day.&amp;nbsp; I'll be sitting her on Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clicking on this photo and imagining what Lucy is up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuRrAKhzI/AAAAAAAAFiw/sBI3bDA9bvA/s1600/08-26-2010+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuRrAKhzI/AAAAAAAAFiw/sBI3bDA9bvA/s320/08-26-2010+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here she is with a couple of her classmates.&amp;nbsp; Look at how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cute her kindergarten room is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuVNppJVI/AAAAAAAAFi4/I02gzTFRrYI/s1600/08-26-2010+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuVNppJVI/AAAAAAAAFi4/I02gzTFRrYI/s320/08-26-2010+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucy and the girl sitting next to her have already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asked for playdates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuYue5AhI/AAAAAAAAFjA/rbBYb2PlLV4/s1600/08-26-2010+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuYue5AhI/AAAAAAAAFjA/rbBYb2PlLV4/s320/08-26-2010+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she sat down and started reading a book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she doesn't do this at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhueJD2sCI/AAAAAAAAFjI/lp-qVmegXWc/s1600/08-26-2010+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhueJD2sCI/AAAAAAAAFjI/lp-qVmegXWc/s320/08-26-2010+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is her very own locker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She got trained in on how to open it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuhwmOSEI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/MWNnd17cvRo/s1600/08-26-2010+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuhwmOSEI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/MWNnd17cvRo/s320/08-26-2010+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she passed her first test!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-6921238165471305344?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/6921238165471305344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=6921238165471305344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6921238165471305344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6921238165471305344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/5-days.html' title='5 days'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THhuNWD4xuI/AAAAAAAAFio/gwuFWYBIXkE/s72-c/08-26-2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-2248169715184762037</id><published>2010-08-26T06:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T06:23:15.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days</title><content type='html'>T-6 days until kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; What the?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are getting organized, finding space for order and routine and we are both excited about school starting.&amp;nbsp; Tonight it's open house night at her new (awesome) school.&amp;nbsp; We will meet her kindergarten teacher!&amp;nbsp; Very exciting.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile we try to focus on the present as much as we can, enjoying our free vitamin D before the sun short bitter cold days begin again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THZcox3Mz5I/AAAAAAAAFig/J8BqSKLUFoA/s1600/06-09-2010+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THZcox3Mz5I/AAAAAAAAFig/J8BqSKLUFoA/s320/06-09-2010+021.JPG" /&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/5326687909327874206-2248169715184762037?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/2248169715184762037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=2248169715184762037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2248169715184762037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/2248169715184762037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/6-days.html' title='6 days'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/THZcox3Mz5I/AAAAAAAAFig/J8BqSKLUFoA/s72-c/06-09-2010+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4544489584103828228</id><published>2010-08-23T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T20:00:45.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Days ...</title><content type='html'>Holy Schmoly.&amp;nbsp; 9 days until kindergarten!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are winding down summer in a fast and furious way.&amp;nbsp; Swimming in the back yard while we can, hoping that we are on the last couple days of needing the air conditioning.&amp;nbsp; We have been working our butts off scraping and painting the window trims outside, putting up homemade soffits and facia around the house and fixing bare spots in our yard all in prep for our brand new, free windows that will be installed on Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; We live in a neighborhood that has fix-it funds for lead elimination.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited and while I have small tings of sadness for loosing our beautiful historic windows I am also just happy to have easy to clean, energy efficient and lead free windows all over my house!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hopefully the install goes as planned on Wednesday so that I can get our house put back together and we can kick it and enjoy the rest of summer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thursday is the open house at Lucy's new school.&amp;nbsp; I am very excited to meet her new teacher.&amp;nbsp; Last night I got an email from her kindergarten teacher explaining the daily schedule, how and what she teaches and the units of study.&amp;nbsp; SO FREAKN' EXCITING!!!&amp;nbsp; Plus the teacher gave the parents her home phone number so that we can connect should we need to.&amp;nbsp; How amazing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no photos.&amp;nbsp; Too tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-4544489584103828228?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4544489584103828228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4544489584103828228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4544489584103828228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4544489584103828228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/9-days.html' title='9 Days ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-6858340651482671409</id><published>2010-08-22T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:02:59.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping a friend look for her daughter's sister</title><content type='html'>If you think you can help please leave a comment, I don't have all my ducks in a row interms of contact info for Kerri (Medina's mom) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for Eliham/Buscando Eliham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted on August 22, 2010 by Kerri &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking for Medina’s sister Eliham. We know she was adopted by a family in Spain using the agency IPI. She was relinquished sometime after November, 2007. Eliham would be 5 years old now. She was born in Dessie and their mother is named Workinesh. Their grandfather is Arage and their grandmother is Bayoush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any information about Eliham, please let me know. I would love to contact her family. Medina misses her sister very much and would love to know where she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;————–&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos buscando Eliham, la hermana biologica de Medina. Sabemos que fue adoptada por una familia en Espana usando el IPI. Fue llevado al orfanto en Noviembre del 2007 o despues. Eliham tendria 5 anos ahora. Nacio en Dessie. Su mama se llama Workinesh. Su abuelo es Arage y su abuela es Bayoush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tienes alguna informacion sobre Eliham, por favor contactame. Me gustaria much tener contacto con su familia. A Medina, le hace mucha pena no saber donde esta su hermana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-6858340651482671409?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/6858340651482671409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=6858340651482671409' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6858340651482671409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6858340651482671409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/helping-friend-look-for-her-daughters.html' title='Helping a friend look for her daughter&apos;s sister'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5680246519263506120</id><published>2010-08-18T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:20:11.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>14 days</title><content type='html'>it's going to be really hard to break her outta the sleeping on the floor of mom's room habit!&amp;nbsp; I think I'll wait until she's in her 2nd week of kindergarten ... which by the way starts in 14 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGyU0OQsO2I/AAAAAAAAFiY/XxtZYC3sV9Q/s1600/08-17-2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGyU0OQsO2I/AAAAAAAAFiY/XxtZYC3sV9Q/s320/08-17-2010+003.JPG" /&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/5326687909327874206-5680246519263506120?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5680246519263506120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5680246519263506120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5680246519263506120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5680246519263506120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/14-days.html' title='14 days'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGyU0OQsO2I/AAAAAAAAFiY/XxtZYC3sV9Q/s72-c/08-17-2010+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-5495442437794416052</id><published>2010-08-17T18:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T18:43:56.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>15 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsr4nTSy3I/AAAAAAAAFiA/v3OzEAzzc6M/s1600/08-17-2010+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsr4nTSy3I/AAAAAAAAFiA/v3OzEAzzc6M/s320/08-17-2010+053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;15 days until kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; I am really excited.&amp;nbsp; Monday afternoon Lucy and I stopped in to see her new school and met some employees, saw her classroom (they already had Lucille's little areas marked with her cute cute name!), saw the school... got SUPER EXCITED!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have lost a lot of my nervousness now that I know she's in a class of wait for it ... 13 ... instead of say 29.&amp;nbsp; 13!&amp;nbsp; Yes 13!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsrwjC-3oI/AAAAAAAAFho/EvTxqS6gnaU/s1600/08-17-2010+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsrwjC-3oI/AAAAAAAAFho/EvTxqS6gnaU/s320/08-17-2010+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the kids used up most of Lucy's first aid supplies on a poor helpless worm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We celebrated by going on a quicky one night camping trip with "the boys" and their mom.&amp;nbsp; It's an annual tradition that we almost didn't get to this year so I was glad to be able to do&amp;nbsp;a midworkweek trip.&amp;nbsp; I am completely exhausted, but well stocked up on vitamin D and hopefully last nights insomnia combined with middle of the freezing (in the 40's) night bathroom trips, racoon invasions (not our site), and shivering cold coldness will make for a really good nights sleep tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsry-6rjfI/AAAAAAAAFhw/hqogUIut_ME/s1600/08-17-2010+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsry-6rjfI/AAAAAAAAFhw/hqogUIut_ME/s320/08-17-2010+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nathan stepped up to the plate to help Lucy zip her jacket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsr2_6giXI/AAAAAAAAFh4/ISX9Wvs1ChI/s1600/08-17-2010+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsr2_6giXI/AAAAAAAAFh4/ISX9Wvs1ChI/s320/08-17-2010+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;seriously. YOU try to get these 4 to look at the camera and smile, all at the same time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsr__fKJtI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/0ISELmQuQMs/s1600/08-17-2010+109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsr__fKJtI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/0ISELmQuQMs/s320/08-17-2010+109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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; a good activity that doesn't take up much packing space?&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;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; rock painting.&amp;nbsp; we leave the painted rocks &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;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; scattered around the site for the next camper &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;&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; to discover, or for the rain to wash, whichever comes first&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-5495442437794416052?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/5495442437794416052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=5495442437794416052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5495442437794416052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/5495442437794416052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/15-days.html' title='15 days'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGsr4nTSy3I/AAAAAAAAFiA/v3OzEAzzc6M/s72-c/08-17-2010+053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-8158343473067664493</id><published>2010-08-15T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:14:36.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>17 days</title><content type='html'>17 days until kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; Decided hey why&amp;nbsp; not make it a doozy.&amp;nbsp; We partied hard all day, first at our family reunion and then at Betsy and Eric's wedding.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow after I get off work we go for a night of camping.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGievTbMGCI/AAAAAAAAFhQ/Qib7ZwbMXQs/s1600/08-15-2010+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGievTbMGCI/AAAAAAAAFhQ/Qib7ZwbMXQs/s320/08-15-2010+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy and our newest family member, Axel&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGiew5U_tXI/AAAAAAAAFhY/mlEbE7ikHiU/s1600/08-15-2010+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGiew5U_tXI/AAAAAAAAFhY/mlEbE7ikHiU/s320/08-15-2010+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ready to go to the wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGiezJBAs6I/AAAAAAAAFhg/pSmWtf6PIzw/s1600/08-15-2010+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGiezJBAs6I/AAAAAAAAFhg/pSmWtf6PIzw/s320/08-15-2010+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy and Morgan decided to get married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-8158343473067664493?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/8158343473067664493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=8158343473067664493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8158343473067664493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/8158343473067664493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/17-days.html' title='17 days'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGievTbMGCI/AAAAAAAAFhQ/Qib7ZwbMXQs/s72-c/08-15-2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-6707158957880653689</id><published>2010-08-14T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T21:01:06.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>18 days</title><content type='html'>this afternoon Lucy started taking a sour turn, started reminding me of the horrible 3's ...&amp;nbsp; an example of one interaction:&amp;nbsp; I was lounged on the sofa (mistake 1), pretending to not be listening to anything or anyone with Lucy's rock and roll ear protectors (mistake 2) when out of nowhere my 5 yr old barrels down on my stomach full force.&amp;nbsp; I yelped, I sternly told her that she is not to jump on people without warning (like I've sternly told her before) and she says "FINE, FINE, you are STUPID, you are NOT MY FAMILY, I HATE this family" ....&amp;nbsp; and i was left on the sofa with a sore stomach all stupid and apparently childless wondering "what the heck?".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided that after dinner we were going to have to go somewhere or bad bad things could happen to our sweet sweet relationship.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dropped in on the Pizza Luce block party, but since Zep was prohibitied (and being naughty) we just walked around the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 days til kindergarten ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGdYSlvTTyI/AAAAAAAAFgw/uMxNzO2-Vbc/s1600/08-14-2010+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGdYSlvTTyI/AAAAAAAAFgw/uMxNzO2-Vbc/s320/08-14-2010+025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGdYUEFhy3I/AAAAAAAAFg4/88zZA1ST8oY/s1600/08-14-2010+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGdYUEFhy3I/AAAAAAAAFg4/88zZA1ST8oY/s320/08-14-2010+047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGdYVoKz26I/AAAAAAAAFhA/OYMjA4yIkqA/s1600/08-14-2010+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGdYVoKz26I/AAAAAAAAFhA/OYMjA4yIkqA/s320/08-14-2010+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGdYXXuaOsI/AAAAAAAAFhI/RYh9FucasFI/s1600/08-14-2010+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGdYXXuaOsI/AAAAAAAAFhI/RYh9FucasFI/s320/08-14-2010+062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-6707158957880653689?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/6707158957880653689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=6707158957880653689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6707158957880653689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6707158957880653689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/18-days.html' title='18 days'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGdYSlvTTyI/AAAAAAAAFgw/uMxNzO2-Vbc/s72-c/08-14-2010+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-4020700436664380768</id><published>2010-08-13T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:50:35.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>19 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGX-ieO7qLI/AAAAAAAAFf4/dibkXJcLoXE/s1600/08-01-2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGX-ieO7qLI/AAAAAAAAFf4/dibkXJcLoXE/s320/08-01-2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;19 days until the big first day of kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; Hard to believe that 5 short years ago I was writing things like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No news is just no news Aug 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGYEH7lDMRI/AAAAAAAAFgg/2bMpRoty4R0/s1600/august+sick+2005.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGYEH7lDMRI/AAAAAAAAFgg/2bMpRoty4R0/s320/august+sick+2005.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the most exciting time of the adoption process ... It's making me quite mental I must say. The next thing I am waiting for is the letter from US-CIS saying that I can take a baby home ... I expect that in the next couple of weeks. So, basically I am just waiting and doing little projects in preparation. I hung up a couple more things including a lion rug that my aunt gave me, she got it in Ethiopia a long time ago and it looks great hanging in my room. People are also starting to arrange baby showers. This at least gives me a focus. I just want to go and get her! Hopefully very soon I will be able to write some real news here. Stacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that 4 short years ago I thought this was blogworthy: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;that really bites! Aug 2006 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGYEIUq8nrI/AAAAAAAAFgo/9KstEKA75eg/s1600/-anPeo1FTo4uiuUlFw9R0duCIm8Ffye10300%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGYEIUq8nrI/AAAAAAAAFgo/9KstEKA75eg/s320/-anPeo1FTo4uiuUlFw9R0duCIm8Ffye10300%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My child is a biter! I know it's nothing to be proud of or excited about, but she uses those teeth so appropriately. Let me clarify ... I am glad she gets mad and feels like she can express herself, and I let her know that biting momma is NOT OK, but deep inside, I feel relief that she'll fight for her right, fight for her right to stay in the pool, fight for her right to eat sand etc. We went to the doctor today to get her ears/nose/throat checked out, and she weighs 19#6oz. Not quite enough to face forward in the carseat. I wish I had something deeply profound to say, but when I am "blogging" it's either after 9pm and I have no brain or I am at work and trying to be quick about things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three years ago &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;No more fofee thank you momma&amp;nbsp; August 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGYB-yQ3tPI/AAAAAAAAFgY/sGfc26YrQCI/s1600/camping+2007+103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGYB-yQ3tPI/AAAAAAAAFgY/sGfc26YrQCI/s320/camping+2007+103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't that just the most polite way to turn down a sip of foffee? It's true, Lucy gets a couple sips of the morning brew ... I call it bonding time. Daycare might not like to hear this! The other day she turned it down. I have a sneaky suspision that she's been ruined for home brew ever since the picnic weekend where she had a tast of heaven in a paper cup. The Caribou Campfire Mocha. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;two years ago &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Summers ...&amp;nbsp; August 2008 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGX-gDknZ1I/AAAAAAAAFfw/6T1Ut1vn3DI/s1600/08-01-2008+culture+camp+125%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGX-gDknZ1I/AAAAAAAAFfw/6T1Ut1vn3DI/s320/08-01-2008+culture+camp+125%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even though I work and for the most part summers are status quo regarding our M-F daytime schedule it still feels really wild and crazy this summer in our casa. We are less boxed in and our world is so much bigger. Some times it feels almost out of control. Maybe this is in part what is happening with Lucy at times. There are days when she is calm and peaceful and falls in the normal range of good/bad behaviors but then there are days when she seems "un boxed" in her emotions and behaviors. Like there's a glitch and whoooaaa baby stand back when the glitch kicks in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me (and I know I'll eat these words soon) longs for winter and the physical boundaries that winter puts in place in Minnesota. I feel like it'll give us a chance to catch our breaths and review all that has happened over the warmer months. Lucy has turned into a kid this summer. Today it occured to me that we just have incredibly easy conversations, its' no effort to understand what she wants and needs. Lucy can understand and accept delayed gratification. She can participate in our daily routine in a way that makes her a partner. It's a lot of fun &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;and just last year &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;things and stuff&amp;nbsp; August 2009 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGX-jQZmWyI/AAAAAAAAFgI/LbcFGzvasxY/s1600/08-23-2009+020%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGX-jQZmWyI/AAAAAAAAFgI/LbcFGzvasxY/s320/08-23-2009+020%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been a long long week (anyone see a pattern?). Lucy had her last week of summer preschool arts camps. We now piece child-care together until after labor day when we resume our regularly scheduled program. Can you believe that next year at this time I'll be blogging about kindergarden?????? Holy Crap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-4020700436664380768?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/4020700436664380768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=4020700436664380768' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4020700436664380768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/4020700436664380768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/19-days.html' title='19 days'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TGX-ieO7qLI/AAAAAAAAFf4/dibkXJcLoXE/s72-c/08-01-2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1804725985265109726</id><published>2010-08-08T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T19:50:28.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday!!!</title><content type='html'>What you say???&amp;nbsp; Stacy is excited about a Sunday evening?&amp;nbsp; Has she had a horrible, awful weekend and does she want time away from Lucy?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NO readers NO.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am excited about it being Sunday night because I am on vacation (staycation).&amp;nbsp; Lucy and I are just going to hang and be together Monday and Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday - Friday I am going to get some grandma care for Lucy so that I can scrape and paint the outside window trim in preparation for our new free windows (thank you city of minneapolis, hud, Healthy Homes Lead Project!!).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9ctERRHqI/AAAAAAAAFe4/tnKXlfbd8MI/s1600/08-08-2010+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9ctERRHqI/AAAAAAAAFe4/tnKXlfbd8MI/s320/08-08-2010+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So instead of pouting, cleaning and prepping on this Sunday, Lucy and I headed to the airconditioned chaos of Mall of America.&amp;nbsp; We walked around.&amp;nbsp; We saw a friend.&amp;nbsp; We tried hard to find the giant shark giving out free ride tickets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9cu5PlMmI/AAAAAAAAFfA/LS0pCj1c7gM/s1600/08-08-2010+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9cu5PlMmI/AAAAAAAAFfA/LS0pCj1c7gM/s320/08-08-2010+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the end I had to buy a pass so Lucy could go on some rides.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't resist.&amp;nbsp; She was disappointed when we didn't run into "free-ride shark man" in the mall but understood that our funds were limited and that we might not go on any rides. I mean, if she would have thrown a fit, or whined and cried, I might have saved our budget.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9cw8NupdI/AAAAAAAAFfI/PUFjT-enQII/s1600/08-08-2010+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9cw8NupdI/AAAAAAAAFfI/PUFjT-enQII/s320/08-08-2010+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but really, to deny her this joy?&amp;nbsp; for $9.00 (unlimited rides).&amp;nbsp; I couldn't.&amp;nbsp; Of course, I will be denying us that trip to the movie theater on Tuesday because of today's lack of denial.&amp;nbsp; Oh well. We'll do something free and fun instead.&amp;nbsp; I really wanted to support her good nature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9cydsXHaI/AAAAAAAAFfQ/56bOMNrhzsE/s1600/08-08-2010+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9cydsXHaI/AAAAAAAAFfQ/56bOMNrhzsE/s320/08-08-2010+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and i knew she loves the thrill of a good spinny ride!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9c0-bdz3I/AAAAAAAAFfY/aL5VRXobQ-4/s1600/08-08-2010+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9c0-bdz3I/AAAAAAAAFfY/aL5VRXobQ-4/s320/08-08-2010+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really loved that I could be a spectator while she loved the spinny rides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9c3Saip6I/AAAAAAAAFfg/mpg74SCbynI/s1600/08-08-2010+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TF9c3Saip6I/AAAAAAAAFfg/mpg74SCbynI/s320/08-08-2010+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the hoppy/droppy rides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; text-align: center; width: 320px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt1" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&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/5326687909327874206-6494479178118831799?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/6494479178118831799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=6494479178118831799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6494479178118831799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/6494479178118831799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-they-danced.html' title='and they danced ...'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105230863864635836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/SJyME-dlrAI/AAAAAAAAB2U/HEF-H8pXKn4/s1600-R/lucy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5326687909327874206.post-1686075891747173011</id><published>2010-08-02T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:22:40.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>Seems like life has been a struggle lately.&amp;nbsp; I should step back a minute, it seems like the moment Lucy got her crap together and our life together became more peaceful all hell broke loose at work.&amp;nbsp; It's been a pretty miserable couple months.&amp;nbsp; I am torn between really loving the agency I work for and really hating my new role in that agency.&amp;nbsp; I've looked for new work, had interviews but nothing has come from them.&amp;nbsp; Now most nights I am pretty exhausted after working all day (half of it with toddlers) and parenting/housekeeping/babysitting all night.&amp;nbsp; Looking for jobs is sort of waffling off in that great exhausted atmosphere.&amp;nbsp; Not that there are any jobs out there.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TFd9QnCZVEI/AAAAAAAAFew/3jNtjfIJAoA/s1600/08-01-2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wP20tFCM41c/TFd9QnCZVEI/AAAAAAAAFew/3jNtjfIJAoA/s320/08-01-2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am coping by really really enjoying my daughter, probably more then I have since she jumped into the horribly 3's a couple years ago.&amp;nbsp; These are the days where dropping her off at daycare is almost as painful as it was in the early days right after my maternity leave vanished.&amp;nbsp; I also enjoy nights away from my daughter (keeping it real) even if I just use those nights to hit the grocery store in a leisurly fashion, or organize her closet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to having next week off of work, having a visit from out of town friends who've I have missed dearly, and getting my house in shape so I can get some new free windows installed (if you are in Minneapolis, and live in an old house, and have kids under 6, and are relatively poor, let me know, I'll hook you up).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a disjointed blog post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5326687909327874206-1686075891747173011?l=raisinglucy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/feeds/1686075891747173011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5326687909327874206&amp;postID=1686075891747173011' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1686075891747173011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5326687909327874206/posts/default/1686075891747173011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisinglucy.blogspot.com/2010/08/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Stacy</name><ur
