<?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-2687519736067928682</id><updated>2012-02-08T03:40:57.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hartson Family</title><subtitle type='html'>and any we pick up along the way to love...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7431510716701587115</id><published>2010-06-22T10:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T10:33:00.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Byrnes Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXDu3C7-I/AAAAAAAAA0M/QF_Ck9NI6h4/s1600/P1070661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485620805255753698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXDu3C7-I/AAAAAAAAA0M/QF_Ck9NI6h4/s400/P1070661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just waiting for the adult swim to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXDefS5-I/AAAAAAAAA0E/spuDDhgYG6Q/s1600/P1070666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485620800861169634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXDefS5-I/AAAAAAAAA0E/spuDDhgYG6Q/s400/P1070666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian doing back floats with his teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXCzBdo-I/AAAAAAAAAz8/kgcDnGCUTGA/s1600/P1070665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485620789193319394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXCzBdo-I/AAAAAAAAAz8/kgcDnGCUTGA/s400/P1070665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ms. Libby was very patient with both of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXCm9wweI/AAAAAAAAAz0/z4ydStyxc8Y/s1600/P1070663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485620785956569570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXCm9wweI/AAAAAAAAAz0/z4ydStyxc8Y/s400/P1070663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley just loved having pool time during the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXCNaBIEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/CefybFoAa9Y/s1600/P1070667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485620779095760962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXCNaBIEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/CefybFoAa9Y/s400/P1070667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billy doing his back floats all on his own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just loving our pool pass and the lessons this summer. It wasn't cheap- but worth it! The boys have had their first lessons in Swabbies and are waiting for their report cards. They each have a second session scheduled for mid-to-late July. Ian will do Swabbies again and Billy will be in Deck Hands. Carley will take her first lessons then in the Preschool class. She just loved hanging out in the baby pool while the big boys took their lessons. It was a good experience and one we hope to repeat many times over the coming summers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7431510716701587115?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7431510716701587115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7431510716701587115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7431510716701587115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7431510716701587115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2010/06/byrnes-pool.html' title='Byrnes Pool'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TCDXDu3C7-I/AAAAAAAAA0M/QF_Ck9NI6h4/s72-c/P1070661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2878300483367547194</id><published>2010-06-21T15:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:41:45.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TB_ORZqDzGI/AAAAAAAAAzk/AygTCz5JzE8/s1600/P1070651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TB_ORZqDzGI/AAAAAAAAAzk/AygTCz5JzE8/s400/P1070651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485329669500947554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TB_OQxRM9II/AAAAAAAAAzc/a7k09NQp3vY/s1600/P1070650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TB_OQxRM9II/AAAAAAAAAzc/a7k09NQp3vY/s400/P1070650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485329658659271810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TB_OQhJXs_I/AAAAAAAAAzU/k3QesxFnfII/s1600/P1070648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TB_OQhJXs_I/AAAAAAAAAzU/k3QesxFnfII/s400/P1070648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485329654331454450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TB_OQE6GLkI/AAAAAAAAAzM/HYciSOQ8jUA/s1600/P1070639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TB_OQE6GLkI/AAAAAAAAAzM/HYciSOQ8jUA/s400/P1070639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485329646751198786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little Cassandra Joan is 7 months old now! Wow, how time flies. Cassie is so curious and into everything she can get her hands (and mouth) on. She loves the crinkly sounds of paper and plastic. We have to keep things picked up around here, because she eats anything and everything. I love how she rolls around to get what she wants. She is wonderful. She has been sitting up pretty well over the last week or so. She also loves mirrors. She will sit on the changing table in front of the mirror and just babble at herself and try to connect with that pretty baby staring back. It's adorable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-2878300483367547194?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2878300483367547194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2878300483367547194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2878300483367547194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2878300483367547194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2010/06/7-months.html' title='7 months!'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TB_ORZqDzGI/AAAAAAAAAzk/AygTCz5JzE8/s72-c/P1070651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5439094403448190673</id><published>2010-06-19T08:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T08:47:11.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHqB12DeI/AAAAAAAAAzE/_esnlHx2zJ8/s1600/P1070235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHqB12DeI/AAAAAAAAAzE/_esnlHx2zJ8/s400/P1070235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484477971093130722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHpiQlG3I/AAAAAAAAAy8/inujG2MLpRY/s1600/P1070234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHpiQlG3I/AAAAAAAAAy8/inujG2MLpRY/s400/P1070234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484477962615331698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHpIrVTmI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4PjEtPngzfA/s1600/P1070233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHpIrVTmI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4PjEtPngzfA/s400/P1070233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484477955748220514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHog8ZGkI/AAAAAAAAAys/VxbaOWSXU1E/s1600/P1070229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHog8ZGkI/AAAAAAAAAys/VxbaOWSXU1E/s400/P1070229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484477945082354242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHn_9LwLI/AAAAAAAAAyk/pWguDcjOeto/s1600/P1070262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHn_9LwLI/AAAAAAAAAyk/pWguDcjOeto/s400/P1070262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484477936227303602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking last night that it was a shame I hadn't put any beach pictures up... so, here are a few... I'll try to find time to post more- with Autumn soon. This was our second Florida trip- for a funeral. We tried to make the best of it- Papa would have appreciated that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5439094403448190673?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5439094403448190673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5439094403448190673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5439094403448190673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5439094403448190673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2010/06/beach.html' title='The Beach...'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBzHqB12DeI/AAAAAAAAAzE/_esnlHx2zJ8/s72-c/P1070235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3248869116727650966</id><published>2010-06-18T18:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T18:41:29.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDlTQS0_I/AAAAAAAAAyc/RwJPnqafWSE/s1600/P1070525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484262385589081074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDlTQS0_I/AAAAAAAAAyc/RwJPnqafWSE/s400/P1070525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My monsters at the park- after a bike ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDk0GsvaI/AAAAAAAAAyU/IsyoopkRg5w/s1600/P1070530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484262377227337122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDk0GsvaI/AAAAAAAAAyU/IsyoopkRg5w/s400/P1070530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little Cassie's first time in the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDkd-AGrI/AAAAAAAAAyM/oH32NEbql64/s1600/P1070563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484262371285277362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDkd-AGrI/AAAAAAAAAyM/oH32NEbql64/s400/P1070563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carley's first big girl bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDj5N33zI/AAAAAAAAAyE/5sqNAmff-XA/s1600/P1070471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484262361419734834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDj5N33zI/AAAAAAAAAyE/5sqNAmff-XA/s400/P1070471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian- a PreK graduate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDjNqFAfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Q_D8F_K_ht8/s1600/P1070610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484262349726876146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDjNqFAfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Q_D8F_K_ht8/s400/P1070610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Billy with no front teeth- we're up to 5 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School's Out&lt;br /&gt;School's Out&lt;br /&gt;Teacher let the monkies out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are... we've been bowling, swimming, riding bikes, outside on the SlipNSlide and much more. So far, our summer's shaping up nicely. Just wanted to post some new pics (especially for the parents).&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3248869116727650966?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3248869116727650966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3248869116727650966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3248869116727650966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3248869116727650966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2010/06/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s Out'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/TBwDlTQS0_I/AAAAAAAAAyc/RwJPnqafWSE/s72-c/P1070525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8871007049081077483</id><published>2010-01-07T13:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:48:41.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y54hW9C1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/1nPJxGdDf8E/s1600-h/P1060556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y54hW9C1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/1nPJxGdDf8E/s400/P1060556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424086444404443986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y54GQ8PfI/AAAAAAAAAxo/xjh_I1rjIqY/s1600-h/P1060559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y54GQ8PfI/AAAAAAAAAxo/xjh_I1rjIqY/s400/P1060559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424086437131468274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y536aU2GI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Wp-FIFBp5pw/s1600-h/P1060590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y536aU2GI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Wp-FIFBp5pw/s400/P1060590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424086433949603938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y53vvPMRI/AAAAAAAAAxY/RiLt0T9y-ts/s1600-h/P1060592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y53vvPMRI/AAAAAAAAAxY/RiLt0T9y-ts/s400/P1060592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424086431084523794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y53CrM-KI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/tdFE1ampC2k/s1600-h/P1060589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y53CrM-KI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/tdFE1ampC2k/s400/P1060589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424086418988005538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's true... for a short while I had fallen off the face of blogger. &lt;br /&gt;Nov. 9- Dec. 6: My mom came to visit. What a blessing! I needed her help.&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 19: Cassandra Joan was born. She's healthy and beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;Nov. 26: Thanksgiving with my mom and in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 6: Cassandra's blessing.&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 25: Christmas with my brother, sister-in-law and in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 31: New Year's Eve with friends. So fun!&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 5: Termination hearing for our foster child's mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy two months. We celebrated the holidays with family and we are now preparing to say goodbye to our foster child. Autumn should be moving to live with her aunt and uncle in Florida within the next couple of months. It's crazy around here- as always. I'll do my best to update again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8871007049081077483?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8871007049081077483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8871007049081077483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8871007049081077483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8871007049081077483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-me.html' title='Miss me?'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/S0Y54hW9C1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/1nPJxGdDf8E/s72-c/P1060556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8377738179412150448</id><published>2009-10-26T09:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:42:51.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worthwhile Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well, we finally got a weekend where there wasn't something going on... so what do we do... work! Carl was the driving force behind it all. We got a 220 installed in the basement- with the help of an awesome friend with the know-how. Then Carl went on a cleaning rampage down there. He cleaned out the garage, so he can park there again. Dropped off a bunch of boxes at Goodwill. We went through several more boxes to start on another drop-off. We returned bottles and cans- with the kids' help. Returned a few things we've been meaning to get back. We also caught up laundry and rearranged our bedroom. The bassinet is now set-up, along with a small plastic dresser and a laundry basket for baby clothes. It was nice to see it all accomplished, but man am I tired (from watching him do it all-ha).&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it's almost November! This little babe will be here soon enough. Right now, though, the focus is Halloween. I still have Trunk or Treat preparations and my kids costumes to finish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8377738179412150448?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8377738179412150448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8377738179412150448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8377738179412150448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8377738179412150448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/10/worthwhile-weekend.html' title='Worthwhile Weekend'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-193849716027065171</id><published>2009-10-05T17:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:27:51.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Endless Battle</title><content type='html'>There is a great rumbling occuring all of the time under my feet in our home- threatening to open the floor and swallow me up. This animosity between the two 6 year olds in our home is unnerving. It makes little sense why this competitiveness creeps in each day. Their interests are not the same. The aren't even the same sex. So, why can they not just coexist without the frustration and tension? How do I manage to get them to? I have tried not allowing them to play together- they're just fine with that. And it doesn't teach them anything- except to avoid things that cause them irritation and frustration. Is that really the right lesson here? HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-193849716027065171?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/193849716027065171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=193849716027065171' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/193849716027065171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/193849716027065171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/10/endless-battle.html' title='The Endless Battle'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-6019808994333111865</id><published>2009-09-29T20:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:36:24.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why my hubby is so awesome!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was looking pretty dismal, until my dear husband stepped in to save the day.&lt;br /&gt;First, I forgot it was picture day. Now, in my defense, the school told us on a Friday and Monday was picture day. Anyhow, I blew it. I didn't help them choose clothes, comb hair or send money. Carl jumped in and took the money envelopes up to the school with clothes. He also made sure the kids were presentable. If that wasn't enough...&lt;br /&gt;Second, my battery light came on in the van. I called and made an appointment at the shop. Unfortunately, the van didn't last long enough. I couldn't start it after picking up the kids at school. I abandoned the van at school and the kids and I walked home. Carl bought a new battery and installed it. He even took it in and had the alternator replaced today. He didn't even complain too loudly about the cost. If that wasn't enough...&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a cable box so we can get General Conference in this weekend, but I could not figure out how to hook up the box or program the remote. Carl, even after a long day at work, jumped in and took care of it. Voila' Cable. If that wasn't enough...&lt;br /&gt;The computer crashed yesterday. Carl pulled out his laptop and made it work so I could stay connected. I JUST LOVE THIS MAN!&lt;br /&gt;It seemed terribly important to write this down and say... I am so lucky. My hubby is wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-6019808994333111865?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/6019808994333111865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=6019808994333111865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6019808994333111865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6019808994333111865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-my-hubby-is-so-awesome.html' title='Why my hubby is so awesome!'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2820390624270188201</id><published>2009-08-31T10:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:00:50.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn's Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Spvybbwq5kI/AAAAAAAAAxA/bCyzCiBHq-U/s1600-h/P1050926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376157133319104066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Spvybbwq5kI/AAAAAAAAAxA/bCyzCiBHq-U/s400/P1050926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still a little wobbly- especially when getting mounted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Spvya7er73I/AAAAAAAAAw4/TNOjCr0Rdvg/s1600-h/P1050925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376157124653739890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Spvya7er73I/AAAAAAAAAw4/TNOjCr0Rdvg/s400/P1050925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doing great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpvyaXwuA1I/AAAAAAAAAww/LWyAUW6NV1o/s1600-h/P1050919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376157115065697106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpvyaXwuA1I/AAAAAAAAAww/LWyAUW6NV1o/s400/P1050919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready for another great start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Autumn did it! She can ride her two-wheeled bicycle now without help! She has been really working hard on this skill over the summer. The last time we practiced, Carl and I were surprised that she hadn't mastered it- as she was able to go several yards- passing three residences. Now, she can conquer whole blocks! Yesterday, while Carley and I were napping, Carl took the big kids out to ride. Autumn can now start on her own. She is also getting better at braking and maneuvering around things. We're so proud of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Carl took Billy and Autumn to the park on their bikes and then to their school. It was an exciting day for them both- leaving the block to ride. It's awesome to share this experience with her. We hope she can show mom soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-2820390624270188201?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2820390624270188201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2820390624270188201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2820390624270188201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2820390624270188201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/08/autumns-success.html' title='Autumn&apos;s Success'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Spvybbwq5kI/AAAAAAAAAxA/bCyzCiBHq-U/s72-c/P1050926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-6091776935785859949</id><published>2009-08-25T14:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:46:36.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Day of School 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-C0CYPBI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yc8ab-VWWlI/s1600-h/P1050909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373988473409125394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-C0CYPBI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yc8ab-VWWlI/s400/P1050909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian with his teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-CSR-GkI/AAAAAAAAAwg/4zTZt3AqwBY/s1600-h/P1050918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373988464347716162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-CSR-GkI/AAAAAAAAAwg/4zTZt3AqwBY/s400/P1050918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-B4Xb7lI/AAAAAAAAAwY/-oM46312q18/s1600-h/P1050895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373988457391320658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-B4Xb7lI/AAAAAAAAAwY/-oM46312q18/s400/P1050895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big kids first day (Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-Bqmc8XI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/T8cV61lBUDw/s1600-h/P1050894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373988453696205170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-Bqmc8XI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/T8cV61lBUDw/s400/P1050894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Autumn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-A_tQceI/AAAAAAAAAwI/fEFPw-ZcaNM/s1600-h/P1050892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373988442182021602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-A_tQceI/AAAAAAAAAwI/fEFPw-ZcaNM/s400/P1050892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Billy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been waiting for this day for it seems like forever. But I have to say, it has been a little &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bittersweet. Sure, I'll have much quieter and productive days. Yes, I'll get to have some special time with my little girl, but the big kids are gone. Summer is over. There's so much I didn't get to do with them. Summer is never long enough, I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each of them took the first day of school a little differently. Autumn seemed a bit scared and apprehensive. Billy was excited and hopeful and Ian was just plain giddy. When I told Ian goodbye he said "Just go already Mom" and gave me a little "shoo" movement of the hand. It was a little sad, but I just had to laugh at his obvious readiness. Autumn was very quiet (unusual for her), but I could tell she really wasn't sure what to expect. When she arrived home she seemed a little let down that she had a half-day, when Billy got to stay all day. And Billy- well, still Billy. He was vague with the details of his first day and couldn't remember any new names. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, school has started. Soon we'll be moving onto Carley's potty training and then on to welcoming a new baby. We've got a busy year ahead of us. Here's hoping for the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-6091776935785859949?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/6091776935785859949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=6091776935785859949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6091776935785859949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6091776935785859949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school-2009.html' title='The First Day of School 2009'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SpQ-C0CYPBI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yc8ab-VWWlI/s72-c/P1050909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4228337147106275682</id><published>2009-08-18T09:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:00:14.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmony in the Home</title><content type='html'>You never truly miss something until its gone. &lt;br /&gt;I'd like to begin my post by explaining that our home has never been perfect. We have never been completely without bickering. We have never had a spotless home. We have never been 100% on all things spiritual. But we have also never been so full of frustration either. The harmony of our home is not what it used to be. We used to laugh more. We used to hug more. We used to be really happy.  &lt;br /&gt;A wonderful and terrible thing has happened in our family since we opened it up and welcomed our foster child. We have learned about compassion, but we have learned how one child's example can be poison for the other children and parents. Autumn came into our home in just the way we were taught she would. There was a honeymoon period. She was sweet and listened well. She aimed to please. She always picked up after herself. A few time-outs and she was good to go. I thought we had struck gold. Then the behaviors began. First it was competitiveness. She and Billy (and eventually Ian) began trying to be the best and claim that title for everything. We dealt with it beautifully. We praised both for their abilities and talents and explained that each of these skills would come to the other in time. I was happy with myself as a new foster parent.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went on vacation. As a family, we went to see my dad and we did not bring Autumn. We left her with her past foster family, thinking she'd be happier visiting friends anyway. We did not expect her to feel abandoned. We did not expect her to lash out in anger upon our return. The hitting began. The tantrums grew worse. It was a nightmare. Still, we prayed and discussed between one another (Carl and I) and decided the best thing to do was to show Autumn that when people love you they don't leave you when you're bad. We stuck with her. We hit it hard with discipline- creative discipline. We assigned lines to write. We gave grounding punishments for whole days. We took away toys. We took away bedding (because it was thrown at us). And lastly, we took the bike. We broke her heart. We handled it. This seemed to work. Day by day she gained our trust back. We gave the bike back. We gave the toys back. We gave the pillows back. It worked. &lt;br /&gt;Now Autumn is feeling the turmoil of her little life. As her days in foster care slip away she has become almost mean. She talks back. She makes up stories. She argues with my decisions. She snaps at the other kids. She glares at me. She ignores me. I just am not sure how much more I can take. I feel I have been so patient. I really do love this child. I have prayed over and over for more love for her. I know I can not give up on her. It is hard. I know passing her on to yet another foster home will do no good for her. And I would never get over the guilt of it. I need her to be good. I need to know she'll survive the struggles that await her (in going home or adjusting to a new home) after the permanency hearing. This is hard. &lt;br /&gt;But I will perservere. Why? you ask. Because she is a child of God. He loves her. He wants me to be her caretaker during this difficult time. I know- because I've asked his permission to just let this all go. With Carl's proven record of consistency and support, I know we can make this work out for us and her. I know there is a lesson for our family in this great struggle. I know my children will always remember this service. And Autumn's life will be forever changed because of the lessons we teach and the love we give. I know it is the best for her... and us. &lt;br /&gt;So, we are on to fight another battle. We are off to teach by love and perserverence. We will prevail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4228337147106275682?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4228337147106275682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4228337147106275682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4228337147106275682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4228337147106275682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/08/harmony-in-home.html' title='Harmony in the Home'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5719211104815431551</id><published>2009-08-12T11:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:33:28.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Essay Assigned by Lisa V.</title><content type='html'>Question: Do you have a personal mission statement? Yes? No? If "yes" what are your experiences living by it? How has it changed the way you make decisions, treat people, etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: I think I have had mini mission statements for various facets of my life.&lt;br /&gt;For my marriage it has been "Never fight about money. It doesn't put any more of it in the account." That has been big for us. We have always done our best to make the most of what we have and spend what we don't when it means enriching our marriage at the most opportune times. &lt;br /&gt;As for my kids, it's "they can be washed." I have tried not to stress over spilt juice, puddles of mud or dreaded paint. I try to let them be kids and remember the mess can be washed away *unfortunatly not wished away, but washed. Early in my marriage my house was sparkling and when the kids began being added to the family I stressed greatly over the messes. The stains in the carpet, the "might-as-well-throw-it-away clothes", they made me cry. To save my sanity, I decided they could be returned to their clean state. &lt;br /&gt;And for the rest of the world, I stick with "Treat others the way you wish to be treated." I do my best to serve where I am needed and watch for opportunities compliment or be a listening ear. Most people are worth spending the time on, and the very few out there that just need to struggle through because they buried themselves in consequences will only allow themselves to become more self-centered when served. The hardest thing I've had to learn (and still continue to struggle with) is where that line lies. Just when I think I've found the line, I find myself stepping over it. Some individuals just need to learn to fix their lives themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5719211104815431551?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5719211104815431551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5719211104815431551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5719211104815431551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5719211104815431551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/08/essay-assigned-by-lisa-v.html' title='Essay Assigned by Lisa V.'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3122752630686205875</id><published>2009-07-16T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:38:20.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly 20 Weeks - Ultrasound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=140622439&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3122752630686205875?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3122752630686205875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3122752630686205875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3122752630686205875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3122752630686205875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/07/nearly-20-weeks-ultrasound.html' title='Nearly 20 Weeks - Ultrasound'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7830416345531830101</id><published>2009-07-08T09:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:54:13.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Names</title><content type='html'>We have made some decisions on names- and I feel obliged to create a happy post to secure the shred of sanity and joy I'm hanging too. We've been having a difficult two weeks or so with our foster child and I need to remind myself of the happy arrival we have coming before the end of the year. We have still decided to let this child's gender be a surprise- as it will probably be our last opportunity. The names we have chosen are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cassandra Joan or Abigail Joan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andrew Joshua or Calvin Jeffrey&lt;/div&gt;"Joan" is not set in stone yet, and may be substituted with Rose, but we love both names and they are both for my grandma's- whose birthdays are days apart. Beverley Joan was born Nov. 30th and she died in 2000. Rosemary was born Dec 4th. The baby is due on Dec. 6th- and I'm holding steady for early babies.&lt;br /&gt;So, say what you will. I'd actually love to hear your opinions- good and bad. Trust me, you won't hurt my feelings. I've already taken a little flack and I'm ready for it. So, CJ or AJ- which would you pick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7830416345531830101?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7830416345531830101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7830416345531830101' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7830416345531830101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7830416345531830101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/07/names.html' title='The Names'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-1830404999372125745</id><published>2009-06-29T15:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:10:43.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkfcTkgYQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/cj1UyBVB88k/s1600-h/0422091856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352844203256733954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkfcTkgYQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/cj1UyBVB88k/s400/0422091856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just a random photo from my phone. Autumn was very afraid to try to slide down the pole at the playground. After watching Billy a few times, she was ready to give it a try. This is her first successful go at it. She was so proud of herself. She has also learned how to do the monkey bars since she came to stay with us. It's so exciting to see her grow and learn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-1830404999372125745?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/1830404999372125745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=1830404999372125745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1830404999372125745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1830404999372125745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-photo.html' title='Random Photo'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkfcTkgYQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/cj1UyBVB88k/s72-c/0422091856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2304115925834628898</id><published>2009-06-29T15:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:08:42.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn's Preschool Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeXXhQanI/AAAAAAAAAvo/clW1hhbV0Lc/s1600-h/0529090924a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352843018905873010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeXXhQanI/AAAAAAAAAvo/clW1hhbV0Lc/s400/0529090924a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeXXbtl0I/AAAAAAAAAvg/fq5Ei1xWUHM/s1600-h/0529090924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352843018882619202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeXXbtl0I/AAAAAAAAAvg/fq5Ei1xWUHM/s400/0529090924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teacher Ms. Leila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeXG-cFvI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ztg4hA3H7eQ/s1600-h/0529090903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352843014464870130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeXG-cFvI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ztg4hA3H7eQ/s400/0529090903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Performing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeW37HWZI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/9IAfrwbfGFg/s1600-h/0529090902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352843010424396178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeW37HWZI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/9IAfrwbfGFg/s400/0529090902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another performing shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeW6HqEKI/AAAAAAAAAvI/gvVuM4MrDGY/s1600-h/0529090901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352843011013873826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeW6HqEKI/AAAAAAAAAvI/gvVuM4MrDGY/s400/0529090901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; walking in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures do not do this special event justice. She was so tickled to be wearing her dress and stockings to school. She wanted her hair done just so. Autumn was so excited and performed so well. I wish we would have taken some video. The songs, dance and recitations were darling. Autumn announced that she wants to be a chef when she grows up during her walk across the stage. She was so proud of herself. Carl took off work and brought her flowers- Autumn was pleased at this small surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2687519736067928682-2304115925834628898?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2304115925834628898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2304115925834628898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2304115925834628898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2304115925834628898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/autumns-preschool-graduation.html' title='Autumn&apos;s Preschool Graduation'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkeXXhQanI/AAAAAAAAAvo/clW1hhbV0Lc/s72-c/0529090924a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7699730359182227195</id><published>2009-06-29T14:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:03:17.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping over Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Skkda3MrJbI/AAAAAAAAAvA/fjPQAoyS2R0/s1600-h/0523091424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352841979437458866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Skkda3MrJbI/AAAAAAAAAvA/fjPQAoyS2R0/s400/0523091424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkdavatipI/AAAAAAAAAu4/m3rfHVwaB0o/s1600-h/0524091101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352841977348852370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkdavatipI/AAAAAAAAAu4/m3rfHVwaB0o/s400/0524091101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkdaD3pwcI/AAAAAAAAAuw/gGZLN1CNckE/s1600-h/0524091023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352841965659079106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkdaD3pwcI/AAAAAAAAAuw/gGZLN1CNckE/s400/0524091023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkdaDEMe9I/AAAAAAAAAuo/2_jcGpnhooU/s1600-h/0524091018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352841965443251154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkdaDEMe9I/AAAAAAAAAuo/2_jcGpnhooU/s400/0524091018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkdZ1xGc6I/AAAAAAAAAug/Rzgkd0uHWH0/s1600-h/0522092000a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352841961873503138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkkdZ1xGc6I/AAAAAAAAAug/Rzgkd0uHWH0/s400/0522092000a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just managed to pull these pictures off my phone, so I thought I'd share them. This is our camping trip from over Memorial Day weekend. We had so much fun. We explored a cave, watched the trout spawning, we hiked the Backbone- 2 miles, rowed a boat, fished, everything. It was Autumn's first time. Such a good time. Wish the pictures were better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7699730359182227195?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7699730359182227195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7699730359182227195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7699730359182227195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7699730359182227195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/camping-over-memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Camping over Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Skkda3MrJbI/AAAAAAAAAvA/fjPQAoyS2R0/s72-c/0523091424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7315200848018994843</id><published>2009-06-25T14:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T14:46:06.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Doctor Appointment</title><content type='html'>I was surprised today at the doctor to find that I have only gained 2 lbs in the past 4 weeks. I'm also measuring at 18 weeks and the doctor says I should be 17 weeks tomorrow by his calculation. Baby was moving all over the place and finding a heartbeat was a real challenge. Found one and it was about 150- (not sure of the measurement, but number is right). As for the existing hemmorage, doc says we'll wait until 6/16 for full ultrasound to check it out. He says that it's more common than most people think and will usually go away without any trouble by 20 weeks. However, if it comes up on the ultrasound in 3 weeks it could be more serious. So, that's what I know. Baby's doing well. Hopefully the hemmorage will make itself scarce so we have no further worries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7315200848018994843?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7315200848018994843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7315200848018994843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7315200848018994843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7315200848018994843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-doctor-appointment.html' title='Today&apos;s Doctor Appointment'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5273611330992707872</id><published>2009-06-23T14:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:11:43.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Texas Vacation- Can't wait to return</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEosPAJSYI/AAAAAAAAAuY/D6pzKpPAMdo/s1600-h/P1050456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350602572699355522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEosPAJSYI/AAAAAAAAAuY/D6pzKpPAMdo/s400/P1050456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEor0q1-5I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/91jXR1snR4Q/s1600-h/P1050454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350602565630688146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEor0q1-5I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/91jXR1snR4Q/s400/P1050454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEort_gtzI/AAAAAAAAAuI/QlfQxzTlcU8/s1600-h/P1050462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350602563838326578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEort_gtzI/AAAAAAAAAuI/QlfQxzTlcU8/s400/P1050462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEorTi7gJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/tQV_3vpSvTM/s1600-h/P1050463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350602556739125394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEorTi7gJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/tQV_3vpSvTM/s400/P1050463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEorDARCXI/AAAAAAAAAt4/euhRWc-80oQ/s1600-h/P1050466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350602552298768754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEorDARCXI/AAAAAAAAAt4/euhRWc-80oQ/s400/P1050466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a good time on our Texas vacation, as I'm sure you can gather from the pictures. We are all so grateful to my dad and Gail for all they did to make our stay fun and eventful. The kids loved going swimming over and over again at the hotel pool. They think Grandpa Chuck's dog Buddy is such a winner. I wish our dog Skittles could have met him and learned to play from him. He is such a good boy. We can't wait to visit again soon. Hopefully we'll have time to fish and garage sale as the rain ruined our chance of getting those things done. I've never had rain interrupt my Texas vacation before- that was shocking. But we got lots of time to play on the computers and get all the necessary things accomplished. Thanks for a great trip Dad! I love my new maternity clothes Gail. It was great to meet you Billy and Candace. Good luck with the new baby. See you all again real soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5273611330992707872?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5273611330992707872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5273611330992707872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5273611330992707872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5273611330992707872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-texas-vacation-cant-wait-to-return.html' title='Our Texas Vacation- Can&apos;t wait to return'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEosPAJSYI/AAAAAAAAAuY/D6pzKpPAMdo/s72-c/P1050456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-1341645729037835167</id><published>2009-06-23T13:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:58:37.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>San Angelo, TX - Kid's Kingdom Playground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkElpdhSIRI/AAAAAAAAAtw/OUZngpICGX0/s1600-h/P1050329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350599226521952530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkElpdhSIRI/AAAAAAAAAtw/OUZngpICGX0/s400/P1050329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkElpB6ZevI/AAAAAAAAAto/hST97kwzirA/s1600-h/P1050333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350599219111099122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkElpB6ZevI/AAAAAAAAAto/hST97kwzirA/s400/P1050333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkElo2eTnlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2P2t2u32Xqk/s1600-h/P1050342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350599216040484434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkElo2eTnlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2P2t2u32Xqk/s400/P1050342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkElotvL99I/AAAAAAAAAtY/fLc7vWXtZ70/s1600-h/P1050324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350599213695367122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkElotvL99I/AAAAAAAAAtY/fLc7vWXtZ70/s400/P1050324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEloOz-ptI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wMCpnN4UO64/s1600-h/P1050327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350599205393966802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEloOz-ptI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wMCpnN4UO64/s400/P1050327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa Chuck and Grandma Gail led us to the coolest of playgrounds when they both had to work and we were looking for a way to kill some time. This playground was expansive and had cubbies and climbing opportunities everywhere. The kids just loved it. I didn't take near as many pictures there as I would have liked. I was feeling rather sick this morning of the trip. The kids were so red in the cheeks after running around this place for over an hour. Carley proved to be quite capable climbing everywhere the boys did. Billy showed us how he can mount a high swing and get himself really going without any help. Ian was all over exploring the different places to play. It was a nice morning and though the afternoon was a scorcher, our morning had a beautiful breeze with clouds to keep it shady. Wish we had a huge playground like this one around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-1341645729037835167?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/1341645729037835167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=1341645729037835167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1341645729037835167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1341645729037835167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/san-angelo-tx-kids-kingdom-playground.html' title='San Angelo, TX - Kid&apos;s Kingdom Playground'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkElpdhSIRI/AAAAAAAAAtw/OUZngpICGX0/s72-c/P1050329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4314187522986837420</id><published>2009-06-23T13:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:51:04.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonora, TX - Sluicing at Sonora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjVfdvzWI/AAAAAAAAAtI/ojq0l-GlGJQ/s1600-h/P1050367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350596684423351650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjVfdvzWI/AAAAAAAAAtI/ojq0l-GlGJQ/s400/P1050367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjU3rFPJI/AAAAAAAAAtA/DIa9qDck7Us/s1600-h/P1050363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350596673741864082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjU3rFPJI/AAAAAAAAAtA/DIa9qDck7Us/s400/P1050363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjUuTgdrI/AAAAAAAAAs4/rdYAjmFIIDs/s1600-h/P1050358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350596671227066034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjUuTgdrI/AAAAAAAAAs4/rdYAjmFIIDs/s400/P1050358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjUaYR1LI/AAAAAAAAAsw/KlbkGmtxIjM/s1600-h/P1050364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350596665878369458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjUaYR1LI/AAAAAAAAAsw/KlbkGmtxIjM/s400/P1050364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjT0SoQ8I/AAAAAAAAAso/b53YtvSkivs/s1600-h/P1050355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350596655654126530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjT0SoQ8I/AAAAAAAAAso/b53YtvSkivs/s400/P1050355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for our tour at Sonora Caverns to begin, we had about 1/2 an hour to kill. We decided to buy a bag of sluicing rocks. I divided the bag up among three trays and the kids had such a great time sifting through. Billy was thrilled to find all the colored rocks unveiled by the running water. Ian's tray was a little less full of pretty finds- but he didn't seem to notice. We sneaked more in later. Carley was right behind the boys waiting anxiously for a turn. Luckily there was an adult to each child, so we kept them busy washing their rocks over and over. Then they bagged them up and went on to other discoveries. Afterward Billy found this huge bug. He was frightening looking. He didn't seem to afraid. Then we saw four hummingbirds at a feeder. Waiting for the tour took no time at all with these leisurely activities. I was a little nervous of how they would behave on the tour, but was pleasantly surprised at the listening skills and awe they showed. What a cool trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4314187522986837420?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4314187522986837420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4314187522986837420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4314187522986837420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4314187522986837420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonora-tx-sluicing-at-sonora.html' title='Sonora, TX - Sluicing at Sonora'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkEjVfdvzWI/AAAAAAAAAtI/ojq0l-GlGJQ/s72-c/P1050367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8139423323576709927</id><published>2009-06-23T11:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:37:52.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonora, TX - Sonora Caverns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=139543946&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=139543946"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=139543946&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=139543946"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many great pictures to choose from. I'm sure I chose the wrong pics to share. This cavern is wonderfully active. There were a great number of beautiful formations. Unfortunately, it is not without it's vandalism. A 5-ft. soda straw was broken a number of years ago and within the last 5 years their trademark butterfly formation was broken. Still, it was a place worth seeing. It's hard to believe how long it has taken these beautiful things to form in this cavern. We were amazed at the dripping water and warm colors inside. And utter darkness- was breathtaking. That is truly the darkest place I've ever been. I saw this cavern about 6 or so years ago and I don't remember it being so steamy down there. It was 73 degrees, but I was sweating up a storm. All of us struggled with the near 2 mile walk. Carl carried Carley on his chest in a Snugli and I'm 16 weeks along with Ian in hand and my dad had Billy. It was exhausting. Still, I am glad my dad forked over the ridiculous admission price and we bore the heat and steep walking conditions. It was a sight to see. I'm glad to have share it with my little ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8139423323576709927?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8139423323576709927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8139423323576709927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8139423323576709927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8139423323576709927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonora-tx-sonora-caverns.html' title='Sonora, TX - Sonora Caverns'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-567700014170603956</id><published>2009-06-23T08:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:46:06.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Worth, TX - The Fort Worth Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcgcJDHgI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Py890ZcueiU/s1600-h/P1050306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350518807184219650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcgcJDHgI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Py890ZcueiU/s400/P1050306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcgMl2LEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/P_ah_OImzLI/s1600-h/P1050309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350518803010038850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcgMl2LEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/P_ah_OImzLI/s400/P1050309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcfjKBiPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/wHJpFqNpzrg/s1600-h/P1050311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350518791887489266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcfjKBiPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/wHJpFqNpzrg/s400/P1050311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcfQaUwzI/AAAAAAAAAsI/dQn4-TNCm5E/s1600-h/P1050305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350518786855584562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcfQaUwzI/AAAAAAAAAsI/dQn4-TNCm5E/s400/P1050305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcfPfNCHI/AAAAAAAAAsA/57pLchLms0E/s1600-h/P1050302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350518786607614066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcfPfNCHI/AAAAAAAAAsA/57pLchLms0E/s400/P1050302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met up with my cousins Daniel and Alice here. This zoo is just 1/2 an hour from their home. I was a little apprehensive about this zoo at first. We looked into the membership program, hoping the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reciprocating&lt;/span&gt; zoos would be close to us and other future travel destinations- and lo and behold they do not reciprocate with other zoos. Wow, never heard that one before. I guess this zoo is intent on holding its own. They're doing pretty well. Our kids were amazed at their herpetorium- lizards, snakes, salamanders, newts, etc. They loved strolling from box to box and trying to find the hiding captives. The kids love zoos and this one was no exception. The crowning glory of this zoo (for the kids anyway) could be achieved on a large patio in any home (in my opinion). They allowed the kids to purchase a stick with seeds on it to feed parakeets. All of the kids loved it. They went from bird to bird offering these treats. Carley would shake off any bird that perched her stick. While Billy coaxed every bird on. Ian needed some encouragement but did love it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This zoo also has a special Texas section. It has a petting zoo. We got to pet a real armadillo and a calf. The goats were not interested in us because they were eating the biggest popsicles I've ever seen. After this Daniel insisted we have ice cream. I wasn't hard to convince. It was super hot. Carley got ice cream all over her! Billy finished his first- no surprise there. It was great! After ice cream we caught a glimpse of a few more Texas animals (bats, coyotes, mountain lions, etc.) and then we were off. The kids were pretty tired by this point and the layout of the zoo is not conducive for a quick getaway. We had to walk the line all the way back to the front, passing all the exhibits we had already seen. My biggest suggestion for this zoo is to create a circle or spoke-like pattern to house the exhibits around. Our trip out of there, in the heat of the day, was exhausting. Billy barely made it. It was a great trip and a nice visit with our cousins- which we have been long overdue in seeing. Hoping to do it again soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-567700014170603956?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/567700014170603956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=567700014170603956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/567700014170603956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/567700014170603956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/fort-worth-tx-fort-worth-zoo.html' title='Fort Worth, TX - The Fort Worth Zoo'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDcgcJDHgI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Py890ZcueiU/s72-c/P1050306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2523281417293411045</id><published>2009-06-23T08:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:38:02.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wichita, KS - Museum of World Treasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZuZb_f5I/AAAAAAAAAr4/P68p1oxBQ8A/s1600-h/P1050291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350515748441653138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZuZb_f5I/AAAAAAAAAr4/P68p1oxBQ8A/s400/P1050291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZuHmYiQI/AAAAAAAAArw/x26eCRDNFQ0/s1600-h/P1050290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350515743653398786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZuHmYiQI/AAAAAAAAArw/x26eCRDNFQ0/s400/P1050290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZttEq6NI/AAAAAAAAAro/XXcW-9BBpw0/s1600-h/P1050287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350515736532674770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZttEq6NI/AAAAAAAAAro/XXcW-9BBpw0/s400/P1050287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZtRqk-AI/AAAAAAAAArg/eLuw3xJX0XM/s1600-h/P1050274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350515729175476226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZtRqk-AI/AAAAAAAAArg/eLuw3xJX0XM/s400/P1050274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZtBkZIgI/AAAAAAAAArY/Ey4wbF8uHwc/s1600-h/P1050294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350515724854567426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZtBkZIgI/AAAAAAAAArY/Ey4wbF8uHwc/s400/P1050294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all this museum was pretty impressive. I especially enjoyed the exhibit on the presidents (2nd floor), but was a little frustrated that because the majority of it was on loan it was not allowed to be photographed. I wish I had prepared my kids for the mummies and shrunken heads and other oddities. They just didn't understand. We'll be checking out library books to teach them more this summer though. Our focus was the dinosaurs (on the 1st floor) and they came through with flying colors in captivating and putting this kids in awe. They were big and impressive. The fossils were awesome. They loved it. When we got to the 3rd floor there was a large play area for the kids, including a castle puppet theatre, a bouncy inflatible and ride-on toys. There was also a castle with throne and dungeon. The boys loved that. I think this is a nice museum and I'm glad we made it a stop on our way to Texas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-2523281417293411045?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2523281417293411045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2523281417293411045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2523281417293411045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2523281417293411045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/wichita-ks-museum-of-world-treasures.html' title='Wichita, KS - Museum of World Treasures'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SkDZuZb_f5I/AAAAAAAAAr4/P68p1oxBQ8A/s72-c/P1050291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-409693259361706379</id><published>2009-06-05T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:57:40.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE WEEK UNTIL TEXAS</title><content type='html'>Hooray! We leave in just one week for our Texas vacation. Boy are we ready for a vacation. Don't get me wrong- camping over Memorial Day was great- but this is long-awaited for. We're going to see my Dad and Grandma Gail. Hopefully we'll get to enjoy the Sonora Caverns or maybe the Abilene Zoo. There's sure to be swimming and fishing. On the way there we're stopping in Whitchita to visit a giant T-rex and we'll stop in Arlington to see Daniel and Alice- my sweet cousins I never get to see. I just can't wait. My replacement camera should be in the mail today and arriving early next weekend. Posts of vacation pictures are imminent. I have been using my cell phone camera and plan to print those pics out soon. Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-409693259361706379?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/409693259361706379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=409693259361706379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/409693259361706379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/409693259361706379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-week-until-texas.html' title='ONE WEEK UNTIL TEXAS'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-713599514193979693</id><published>2009-06-02T14:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:13:12.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a few weeks since I've blogged, but I am still here. A big part of the reason for my lack of recent post is because I lost my camera. It was in my purse which was stolen during my son's 6th birthday party at the bowling alley. So, I apologize but I have no recent pictures of his party, camping with the kiddos or Autumn's preschool graduation. What a bummer! Anyhow, here's a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;Billy had 11 guests at his birthday party. His cake was Sonic the Hedgehog bowling. It was a lot of fun. My purse was stolen.&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day weekend we took the kids camping for 4 days and 3 nights. What a blast. We fished, hiked, boated, everything. Autumn slammed her finger in the bathroom door and lost a raisin-sized piece of flesh. The ER in Manchester x-rayed it and dressed it and called it good. There was a bone chip.&lt;br /&gt;Autumn graduated from preschool. She received 2 ribbons from the field day the week before. She announced that she wants to be a chef when she grows up. Carl brought her flowers. She did great for the presentation. Mom didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;All in all our last few weeks have been pretty nice. We're looking forward to our Texas trip- in a week and a half. We'll be going to visit my dad for a whole week. Autumn is going to stay with her 1st foster family during this week. We're all excited.&lt;br /&gt;I'm 13 weeks pregnant and the ultrasound it registering me as 1 week ahead. Everything looks okay so far. I have only gained a few pounds. I've had some major pain and cramping, but after an increase of water it seems to be subsiding. Things are looking good for a late November arrival.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to hear how all of you are doing very soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-713599514193979693?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/713599514193979693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=713599514193979693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/713599514193979693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/713599514193979693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7382389780288464551</id><published>2009-05-14T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:40:52.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Here and Family There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgzTxSK8xVI/AAAAAAAAArM/BH-3WxmrAXY/s1600-h/P1010173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335872502172009810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgzTxSK8xVI/AAAAAAAAArM/BH-3WxmrAXY/s400/P1010173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we did the right thing choosing Iowa as the place to raise our family. I feel Carl's family couldn't be much more supportive. Josh and Annette and Mom &amp;amp; Dad have all taken turns watching my kiddos for a variety of reasons. They have made us feel needed and wanted. They have gone out of their way to tiptoe around my pet peeves. I love that Carl gets to spend time with his brother, sister and parents. I think it's great that he can be there to celebrate their successes with them and remorse over the downfalls of life with them. How cool is it that he can take his sister out to lunch, go to a movie with his mom, take his dad fishing or go out with his little brother bowling? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But secretly, I'm envious... jealous to the point that I want to break down in tears. I want to go out with my mom and get our nails done. I want my little brother and I to share lunch without kids. I want to garage sale with my dad for a whole Saturday morning. Don't get me wrong. Carl goes out of his way every year to make sure I get to visit one or both of my parents. I never have a year without them. But it's hard. When we are together, the time is short. When I visit- I seldom have alone time with them. Maybe it will get easier as I get older- but it seems my longing to have them near has gotten worse lately. Time heals - I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7382389780288464551?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7382389780288464551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7382389780288464551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7382389780288464551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7382389780288464551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-here-and-family-there.html' title='Family Here and Family There'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgzTxSK8xVI/AAAAAAAAArM/BH-3WxmrAXY/s72-c/P1010173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-6361760880953108449</id><published>2009-05-13T12:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:02:43.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Time with Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKyG_DXeI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tL-Rb4DDyQk/s1600-h/P1010178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370039535295970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKyG_DXeI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tL-Rb4DDyQk/s400/P1010178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKx5VaopI/AAAAAAAAAq0/x28WtuQarlg/s1600-h/P1010187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370035870999186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKx5VaopI/AAAAAAAAAq0/x28WtuQarlg/s400/P1010187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKx86MoUI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Kh7K8_lbUfA/s1600-h/P1010191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370036830576962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKx86MoUI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Kh7K8_lbUfA/s400/P1010191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKxkXlV9I/AAAAAAAAAqk/jb4g_4E1Ee0/s1600-h/P1010186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370030242944978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKxkXlV9I/AAAAAAAAAqk/jb4g_4E1Ee0/s400/P1010186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKxX3HE6I/AAAAAAAAAqc/3ci6nneUcQE/s1600-h/P1010194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370026885518242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKxX3HE6I/AAAAAAAAAqc/3ci6nneUcQE/s400/P1010194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carley and I are just loving the opportunity to spend quality time alone thanks to Mom School. Usually we go shopping or play on the computer, but with the beautiful weather Tuesday we decided the park would be best. It was so nice not to have to watch all 4 of my monsters. Carley led the way, and I simply followed. I've been thinking about how when the baby comes in Nov/Dec Carley and I won't be alone during the day any more. Of course right now we're only alone twice and week (until Aug/Sept when Ian starts PreK). I'll have to start making special use of our time alone. I'll need to start a schedule to have time alone with each of them. It's sure getting harder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-6361760880953108449?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/6361760880953108449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=6361760880953108449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6361760880953108449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6361760880953108449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-time-with-mom.html' title='Special Time with Mom'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgsKyG_DXeI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tL-Rb4DDyQk/s72-c/P1010178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7259013682097847790</id><published>2009-05-13T09:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:50:46.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PlayStation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd5Vu1FZI/AAAAAAAAAqU/CQsViYvgw6E/s1600-h/P1010159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335320685729617298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd5Vu1FZI/AAAAAAAAAqU/CQsViYvgw6E/s400/P1010159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Autumn and Carley making new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd5YzeRzI/AAAAAAAAAqM/shfWbguWrkI/s1600-h/P1010157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335320686554400562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd5YzeRzI/AAAAAAAAAqM/shfWbguWrkI/s400/P1010157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brave 2-year old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd5KBIFiI/AAAAAAAAAqE/aX2FWFxM3G0/s1600-h/P1010153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335320682585134626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd5KBIFiI/AAAAAAAAAqE/aX2FWFxM3G0/s400/P1010153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian and Autumn in the ball pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd4zQy0PI/AAAAAAAAAp8/jLmjjz_6DN0/s1600-h/P1010163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335320676476834034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd4zQy0PI/AAAAAAAAAp8/jLmjjz_6DN0/s400/P1010163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jodi and Charity looking into Ben's camera instead of Carl's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd4iQ_LTI/AAAAAAAAAp0/auFMwPOnliY/s1600-h/P1010162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335320671914241330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd4iQ_LTI/AAAAAAAAAp0/auFMwPOnliY/s400/P1010162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best Buds: Billy &amp;amp; Reid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooray for visitors from far-away places. No the Copes aren't aliens. But when they moved away they couldn't have picked a much-further location (when it comes to drive-time). Billy was so excited to visit with his buddy Reid again. I would venture to say he has not made a better friend yet. I only wish we could keep these friends around. It's too bad their family is there and ours is here. Thanks for making the stop-off in Cedar Rapids so we could steal a few hours of your time. You will be missed- until next time. Post pics of Ollie and Rog soon so we can see how big they've grown! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2687519736067928682-7259013682097847790?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7259013682097847790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7259013682097847790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7259013682097847790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7259013682097847790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/playstation.html' title='PlayStation'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sgrd5Vu1FZI/AAAAAAAAAqU/CQsViYvgw6E/s72-c/P1010159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3949429455448145121</id><published>2009-05-10T11:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:03:48.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom has been there for it all. Seldom is she in the pictures- but that's because she's behind the camera. I know what that feels like now. It's almost as if you're this shadow of a person. You live in the background. You do all of the things people think happen magically (i.e. food preparation, cleaning, party planning, driving, memory preserving). Being a mom IS a thankless job. So, let me take this day to say THANK YOU MOM! You have been there- in the background- supporting me always. I saw you sew matching costumes for us numerous times. I saw you when you attended football games and didn't go to the concession stand during half-time because it was my time to shine on the field.  I saw you when you stayed up late to prepare cakes/cookies/sandwiches/cream puffs for whatever activity or event one of us had going on. I saw you become an awesome thrift store shopper so we could have what we wanted. I saw you stay up late to fix my wedding dress when I declared that I hated it. I saw you when you came to the temple for my wedding- even though you wouldn't be coming inside. I see you making special trips to meet your beautiful grandchildren. I see you bend over backwards to make your son's wedding beautiful and memorable. I see you trust in our ability to take care of ourselves and those we love now. I'm sorry that I'm not there. I'm sorry I don't celebrate you enough. I'm sorry for every time I gave your heart the tiniest pang because I didn't listen. I love you mom and I hope I can be half as great as you as a mother. I have a lot to live up to because of you. My kids are so lucky that you have been my example. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgcFa7AqvyI/AAAAAAAAAps/m86kfkgvRag/s1600-h/James022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334238243718872866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgcFa7AqvyI/AAAAAAAAAps/m86kfkgvRag/s400/James022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Planning and throwing the birthday parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgcFa9WH8gI/AAAAAAAAApk/fKruaK72C-w/s1600-h/James013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334238244345737730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgcFa9WH8gI/AAAAAAAAApk/fKruaK72C-w/s400/James013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking care of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgcFaXZKhFI/AAAAAAAAApc/bS3a-SlxQLY/s1600-h/dadandkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334238234157941842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgcFaXZKhFI/AAAAAAAAApc/bS3a-SlxQLY/s400/dadandkids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Providing pictures for us to always remember the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2687519736067928682-3949429455448145121?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3949429455448145121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3949429455448145121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3949429455448145121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3949429455448145121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/ode-to-mom.html' title='Ode to Mom'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgcFa7AqvyI/AAAAAAAAAps/m86kfkgvRag/s72-c/James022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5232366139632790375</id><published>2009-05-09T08:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:01:24.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom School Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMBedgrbI/AAAAAAAAApU/ULScLXusnTY/s1600-h/P1010120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333823290674818482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMBedgrbI/AAAAAAAAApU/ULScLXusnTY/s400/P1010120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is that Pumba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMBNiDzEI/AAAAAAAAApM/pCXgyw-vNSg/s1600-h/P1010118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333823286130494530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMBNiDzEI/AAAAAAAAApM/pCXgyw-vNSg/s400/P1010118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One doesn't want to see, the other wants a kiss- what cute cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMA13LvbI/AAAAAAAAApE/tfmjnZidyBs/s1600-h/P1010119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333823279776644530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMA13LvbI/AAAAAAAAApE/tfmjnZidyBs/s400/P1010119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kael was so involved. We're glad he could make it in brother's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMAt4LnII/AAAAAAAAAo8/2NWOUuRHseI/s1600-h/P1010116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333823277633346690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMAt4LnII/AAAAAAAAAo8/2NWOUuRHseI/s400/P1010116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My good buddy Jake- Ian's best bud- just ask Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMAU1DcsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/v4uvRXsXKrg/s1600-h/P1010114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333823270909342402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMAU1DcsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/v4uvRXsXKrg/s400/P1010114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found some lost pictures that didn't make it into my Picasa program. I am so thrilled that they aren't really lost forever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a recent Mom School Field Trip to a UNI museum. The kids had such a great time. Thanks Niki for coming up with a great plan. The kids were so interested and really took their time at each exhibit. The size of the museum was just right for our crew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for last week mom school- it would have been my last chance to play teacher this year. Unfortunately, we have been passing around a fever that we didn't wish to share with our mom school friends. We had to cancel Tuesday and then we couldn't even make it for Thursday's field trip to Hartman. I hope that a fun time was had by all. It makes my heart ache to know that for this year mom school is nearly over. It has played such an important part of preparing Ian for preschool. He's so ready now. I'll miss these little people and will hope they remember me through church. Happy Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2687519736067928682-5232366139632790375?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5232366139632790375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5232366139632790375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5232366139632790375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5232366139632790375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom-school-field-trip.html' title='Mom School Field Trip'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SgWMBedgrbI/AAAAAAAAApU/ULScLXusnTY/s72-c/P1010120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4822205352558216085</id><published>2009-05-08T15:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:11:53.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally time to read</title><content type='html'>So I'm supposed to be taking it easy today. I've been crampy and spotting and freaking out my hubby. So- he did the dishes and laundry for me and told me to RELAX. I picked up a book and BAM- asleep. I finally get time to read and can't keep my eyes open. This is the first time in my pregnancy I've been dead on my feet. SO SLEEPY.&lt;br /&gt;And why is it when you have to rest you find so many things that you could be accomplishing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4822205352558216085?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4822205352558216085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4822205352558216085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4822205352558216085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4822205352558216085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-time-to-read.html' title='Finally time to read'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4866328542400959854</id><published>2009-05-03T11:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:28:30.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sf3GHgRQ_eI/AAAAAAAAAos/0FBgv-dbrC4/s1600-h/P1000933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331635366100270562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sf3GHgRQ_eI/AAAAAAAAAos/0FBgv-dbrC4/s400/P1000933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy and her pretty girl put on make-up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4866328542400959854?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4866328542400959854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4866328542400959854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4866328542400959854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4866328542400959854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for Fun!'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sf3GHgRQ_eI/AAAAAAAAAos/0FBgv-dbrC4/s72-c/P1000933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5049210347040906244</id><published>2009-05-02T11:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:46:57.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn pictures (post 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx45GgMSmI/AAAAAAAAAok/ZzaBbJHVr54/s1600-h/P1000486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331268981293337186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx45GgMSmI/AAAAAAAAAok/ZzaBbJHVr54/s400/P1000486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx44weM0iI/AAAAAAAAAoc/eFCgna2S5lc/s1600-h/P1000489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331268975379403298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx44weM0iI/AAAAAAAAAoc/eFCgna2S5lc/s400/P1000489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx44wxwNDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/p3GOf_0ipXo/s1600-h/P1000492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331268975461413938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx44wxwNDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/p3GOf_0ipXo/s400/P1000492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx44rbjoHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/m7LHQc2WbQ0/s1600-h/P1000485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331268974026137714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx44rbjoHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/m7LHQc2WbQ0/s400/P1000485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx44RVUXFI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6thNx5wjIcA/s1600-h/P1000483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331268967020649554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx44RVUXFI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6thNx5wjIcA/s400/P1000483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first weekend Autumn stayed with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5049210347040906244?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5049210347040906244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5049210347040906244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5049210347040906244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5049210347040906244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/autumn-pictures-post-4.html' title='Autumn pictures (post 4)'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx45GgMSmI/AAAAAAAAAok/ZzaBbJHVr54/s72-c/P1000486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5591260367119008317</id><published>2009-05-02T11:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:38:55.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn pictures (post 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2x_BrZ7I/AAAAAAAAAn8/-1CWIXpn0zY/s1600-h/P1000931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331266660003964850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2x_BrZ7I/AAAAAAAAAn8/-1CWIXpn0zY/s400/P1000931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2xZxvYwI/AAAAAAAAAn0/qs15gcFbxhs/s1600-h/P1000927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331266650005005058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2xZxvYwI/AAAAAAAAAn0/qs15gcFbxhs/s400/P1000927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2xNPPmuI/AAAAAAAAAns/X2EHBA0YpfQ/s1600-h/P1000873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331266646639090402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2xNPPmuI/AAAAAAAAAns/X2EHBA0YpfQ/s400/P1000873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2w3mwtdI/AAAAAAAAAnk/w0V7BFNvAKE/s1600-h/P1000875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331266640832148946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2w3mwtdI/AAAAAAAAAnk/w0V7BFNvAKE/s400/P1000875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2wlNJUiI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Ddixd1lWTHA/s1600-h/P1000879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331266635892871714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2wlNJUiI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Ddixd1lWTHA/s400/P1000879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dying Easter Eggs and playing with foster siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5591260367119008317?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5591260367119008317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5591260367119008317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5591260367119008317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5591260367119008317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/autumn-pictures-post-3.html' title='Autumn pictures (post 3)'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx2x_BrZ7I/AAAAAAAAAn8/-1CWIXpn0zY/s72-c/P1000931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5452371664457609344</id><published>2009-05-02T11:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:32:02.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn pictures (post 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1YWFt6fI/AAAAAAAAAnU/23CMLck78eY/s1600-h/P1000891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331265120006695410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1YWFt6fI/AAAAAAAAAnU/23CMLck78eY/s400/P1000891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1YB_7g8I/AAAAAAAAAnM/Iq_Y2Pn4rzE/s1600-h/P1000913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331265114613711810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1YB_7g8I/AAAAAAAAAnM/Iq_Y2Pn4rzE/s400/P1000913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1X0z5jlI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fa7wdwIrbWA/s1600-h/P1000919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331265111073590866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1X0z5jlI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fa7wdwIrbWA/s400/P1000919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1Xz1nlkI/AAAAAAAAAm8/p_TzuTcFQjk/s1600-h/P1000923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331265110812366402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1Xz1nlkI/AAAAAAAAAm8/p_TzuTcFQjk/s400/P1000923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1XhKu5QI/AAAAAAAAAm0/5a-JJ6JCRhI/s1600-h/P1000925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331265105800652034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1XhKu5QI/AAAAAAAAAm0/5a-JJ6JCRhI/s400/P1000925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Snow Angels, Snowball fights, Sledding and Snowman. Fun in the April Snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5452371664457609344?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5452371664457609344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5452371664457609344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5452371664457609344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5452371664457609344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/autumn-pictures-post-2.html' title='Autumn pictures (post 2)'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfx1YWFt6fI/AAAAAAAAAnU/23CMLck78eY/s72-c/P1000891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8373278155010386170</id><published>2009-05-02T11:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:25:47.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn pictures (post 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz6jAcfoI/AAAAAAAAAms/HvrPY8ZfE5I/s1600-h/106_1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331263508566539906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz6jAcfoI/AAAAAAAAAms/HvrPY8ZfE5I/s400/106_1674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz6dr1aiI/AAAAAAAAAmk/bi8BiE0ClMM/s1600-h/106_1654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331263507137915426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz6dr1aiI/AAAAAAAAAmk/bi8BiE0ClMM/s400/106_1654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz57z0nWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/TXzWoP0Jqrc/s1600-h/106_1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331263498044611938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz57z0nWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/TXzWoP0Jqrc/s400/106_1652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz5osVy_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/fjNMJXHy6zs/s1600-h/106_1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331263492912958450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz5osVy_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/fjNMJXHy6zs/s400/106_1630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz5Ra2TlI/AAAAAAAAAmM/DnutbfjFNzU/s1600-h/106_1624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331263486665576018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz5Ra2TlI/AAAAAAAAAmM/DnutbfjFNzU/s400/106_1624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter Fun. Egg hunt, scavenger hunt and kites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8373278155010386170?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8373278155010386170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8373278155010386170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8373278155010386170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8373278155010386170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/05/autumn-pictures-post-1.html' title='Autumn pictures (post 1)'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sfxz6jAcfoI/AAAAAAAAAms/HvrPY8ZfE5I/s72-c/106_1674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4448389075374376374</id><published>2009-04-26T15:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:32:50.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy's 1st Lost Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfTEb35pEhI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6TdgT6sEAtA/s1600-h/P1000983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329100242227368466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfTEb35pEhI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6TdgT6sEAtA/s400/P1000983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfTEbugCUlI/AAAAAAAAAl8/mLyRDdxBsWw/s1600-h/P1000982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329100239704052306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfTEbugCUlI/AAAAAAAAAl8/mLyRDdxBsWw/s400/P1000982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Billy first lost tooth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfTEbUbBReI/AAAAAAAAAl0/nvkq0OcazTQ/s1600-h/P1000979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329100232703690210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfTEbUbBReI/AAAAAAAAAl0/nvkq0OcazTQ/s400/P1000979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Those eyes just couldn't get any bigger! And check out that hole on the bottom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Billy lost his first tooth on Saturday. We were at a baptism for two girls and during the refreshments, Billy showed me that his tooth was wiggly. He wiggled it all morning and afternoon. When Dad got home around 3 it only took him an hour or so to convince Billy to let him pull it out. He was so excited! He didn't whine or cry even a little when Carl took it out. Of course, by then it was almost out anyway. So, there's another Hartson first for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4448389075374376374?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4448389075374376374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4448389075374376374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4448389075374376374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4448389075374376374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/04/billys-1st-lost-tooth.html' title='Billy&apos;s 1st Lost Tooth'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfTEb35pEhI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6TdgT6sEAtA/s72-c/P1000983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-902877412731790877</id><published>2009-04-25T13:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:41:28.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE WE GROW AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Billy, Ian and Carley just got a little bigger. Carl and I recently found out that we are expecting our 4th baby. That's right, Charity's pregnant... again!&lt;br /&gt;This will probably be our last planned pregnancy as pre-term labor and pre-eclampsia have been prevalent in my pregnancies. We'll be watching the bcp's closely now! We do hope to continue to grow our family through foster care in the distant future.&lt;br /&gt;For now, we are preparing for #4 and are considering letting his or her gender be a surprise. My due date is December 6th, so we should be having a November baby- as I have not been on time or late yet. Billy was 1 week early, Ian- over 4 weeks, and Carley- 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I didn't get to tell you in person, but for those that I've missed, I didn't want you to wonder if it was a rumor. It's true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-902877412731790877?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/902877412731790877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=902877412731790877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/902877412731790877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/902877412731790877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-we-grow-again.html' title='HERE WE GROW AGAIN'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8942067473773605639</id><published>2009-04-23T15:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:13:30.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow in April</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfDLWBaSZDI/AAAAAAAAAls/lvj_tBlOcvk/s1600-h/0420091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327981938375550002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfDLWBaSZDI/AAAAAAAAAls/lvj_tBlOcvk/s400/0420091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfDLV1Ze7iI/AAAAAAAAAlk/WighEUyDTRk/s1600-h/042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327981935150951970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfDLV1Ze7iI/AAAAAAAAAlk/WighEUyDTRk/s400/042009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't shared pictures in quite awhile. So, here are some in our yard when we had that crazy day of snow in early April. HAHA LISA, 100 degrees- we're so lucky around here!&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/2687519736067928682-8942067473773605639?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8942067473773605639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8942067473773605639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8942067473773605639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8942067473773605639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/04/snow-in-april.html' title='Snow in April'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SfDLWBaSZDI/AAAAAAAAAls/lvj_tBlOcvk/s72-c/0420091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3998707697901139543</id><published>2009-04-23T12:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:44:15.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD MOM AWARD?</title><content type='html'>Today, I celebrate my 29th birthday. I have been kidding everyone that it will be my first of many 29th birthdays, but to be honest, I think next year I plan on embracing 30 gracefully. Today I have received flowers and balloons twice. I am so lucky. Everyone loves me :)&lt;br /&gt;Now, the bad mom part. The kids have been arguing over the balloons. I got frustrated with dealing with them and decided I needed a time-out. I went to my room and sat on the bed, under the covers for about 4 minutes. When I came out, one child had all 4 balloons. That did it, I knew what to do. I took all 4 balloons and said, "If you can't share with each other, I'm not sharing with you." What a childish response! I can't believe I said it. Of course, now I must back it up, I said it, right? Who ever heard of a mom who won't share. Appalling! Oh well, Happy Birthday to me- still a child, I see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3998707697901139543?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3998707697901139543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3998707697901139543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3998707697901139543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3998707697901139543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-mom-award.html' title='BAD MOM AWARD?'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8648038189126008043</id><published>2009-03-13T12:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:40:15.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian Tyler born March 13, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbqZ6mFqxqI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RUevBbkPxeI/s1600-h/Ian"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312727942372705954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbqZ6mFqxqI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RUevBbkPxeI/s400/Ian%27s+41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 4th Birthday SuperIan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little boy. I can't believe how much you know now. You are so smart. I can't say you've grown by leaps and bounds, but you are getting so big in heart. Your smile still melts my heart and your giggle can brighten the grayest of days. I love you my little boy! You are my darling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8648038189126008043?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8648038189126008043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8648038189126008043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8648038189126008043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8648038189126008043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/03/ian-tyler-born-march-13-2005.html' title='Ian Tyler born March 13, 2005'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbqZ6mFqxqI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RUevBbkPxeI/s72-c/Ian%27s+41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7426362973343660026</id><published>2009-03-12T21:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:07:06.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN"T WAIT</title><content type='html'>Looks like we are in the home stretch.  We'll be leaving tomorrow after we pick Billy up from school. We'll be in the car a seriously long time - around 24 hours, but I'm sure it will be worth it. We're cleaning house... still... and hopefully will leave it super clean; so that coming home won't seem so sad. We'll be back soon with lots of pictures. I have been waiting for ages- it seems- to treat my family to Disney. See you soon! And if you're my FL family- see you sooner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7426362973343660026?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7426362973343660026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7426362973343660026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7426362973343660026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7426362973343660026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-wait.html' title='CAN&quot;T WAIT'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2089965681315582873</id><published>2009-03-10T11:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:31:15.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kitchen Counter</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed how the kitchen counter is like a magnet? Truly. Kids' school projects end up there. Glue, tape and syrup- anything unbelievably sticky. Dirty dishes never seems to miss it- they can't seem to make it to the sink. Milk gets left on it- juice too. Receipts never fail to get lost there. I joke with Carl constantly about needing to find my counter. Foil and saran wrap never return to their drawer once they've hit the counter. Left over dishes, open peanut butter jars, the tape measure you can never find (and bobby pins?). I even found a half-used roll of toilet paper- set aside for nose blowing up there. Now you know why I have to clean my kitchen before making cakes.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on the top of the piano.&lt;br /&gt;See Jodi- I'm normal- perhaps I'm even on the messier end of normal. No pics for proof, because lately I can't seem to download them to the computer, but I certify that this is all true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-2089965681315582873?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2089965681315582873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2089965681315582873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2089965681315582873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2089965681315582873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/03/kitchen-counter.html' title='The Kitchen Counter'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7842865477953708585</id><published>2009-03-07T13:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:34:10.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Swimsuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbLMA6kh0EI/AAAAAAAAAk8/kP-DOr_jimc/s1600-h/P1000500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310531226717769794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbLMA6kh0EI/AAAAAAAAAk8/kP-DOr_jimc/s400/P1000500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that face! So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbLMAjtbVVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/5nT9qEwC4Ko/s1600-h/P1000510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310531220581078354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbLMAjtbVVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/5nT9qEwC4Ko/s400/P1000510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbLL_48NHdI/AAAAAAAAAks/WfdgxAJWHRg/s1600-h/P1000508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310531209100336594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbLL_48NHdI/AAAAAAAAAks/WfdgxAJWHRg/s400/P1000508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love it or Hate it? Tell me now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought Carley a swimsuit a few days ago and in the store Carl and his sister told me it was awful. I love it. I bought it anyway. Now, I'm starting to consider returning it. I don't want her to look back at pictures and be disgusted with me! Girls I asked between 18 and 24 liked it. No one else does. What do you say, return it or wear it with pride? Let me know soon. I have to make this decision by Mondayish, as we leave Friday afternoon. Please be honest! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2687519736067928682-7842865477953708585?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7842865477953708585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7842865477953708585' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7842865477953708585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7842865477953708585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/03/swimsuit.html' title='The Swimsuit'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SbLMA6kh0EI/AAAAAAAAAk8/kP-DOr_jimc/s72-c/P1000500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5016571984641949908</id><published>2009-03-04T22:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:45:52.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CAKE, CAKE, CAKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sa9Y01mPwiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/O456Yz36Yso/s1600-h/P1000478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309560150457041442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sa9Y01mPwiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/O456Yz36Yso/s400/P1000478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sa9Y0QZJ9UI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Axwx3nmfbNI/s1600-h/P1000498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309560140470023490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sa9Y0QZJ9UI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Axwx3nmfbNI/s400/P1000498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today on the way to Cedar Rapids for a housewarming party for Great Aunt Linda, I decorated a cute little house cake. Unfortunately I forgot my camera. You would not believe the bumps and wiggles our van experienced on the drive. That cake was so funny. Oh well, I guess I can't share it with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a pic of the lighthouse and Boy Scout (shirt pocket with patches) cakes I've recently completed. Next week I'm planning on a princess cake and a Diego cake. Then, it's off to Disney World for a much needed and CAKE-FREE vacation.&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/2687519736067928682-5016571984641949908?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5016571984641949908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5016571984641949908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5016571984641949908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5016571984641949908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/03/cake-cake-cake.html' title='CAKE, CAKE, CAKE'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/Sa9Y01mPwiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/O456Yz36Yso/s72-c/P1000478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7768944978756419659</id><published>2009-03-02T08:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:08:52.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS HOUSE... urgh</title><content type='html'>Looks like we're moving rooms around... again. We are going to accept a placement and create a boys room and a girls room. Our room will move up front. I like the idea of the new layout. And maybe it will make this place feel more like home. I have had some trouble feeling at home here. It's just more cramped than our last place. We're working on it. Just the change to curtains from blinds is going to make a big difference to me. Maybe I'll even get to paint the kitchen. As for that bathroom, I don't think there's any help for it. I'll try to add a pic of it soon so that you can sympathize. It's really the worst. If you know of any show trying to find the worst bathroom- in the way of function, ugliness or whatever, I'm sure ours could be a major contender. Let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7768944978756419659?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7768944978756419659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7768944978756419659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7768944978756419659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7768944978756419659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-house-urgh.html' title='THIS HOUSE... urgh'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5235855137558099906</id><published>2009-03-02T07:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:02:49.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Respite</title><content type='html'>We had our first respite this weekend. Respite is babysitting for foster parents. From Friday afternoon 'til Sunday afternoon we had an extra (a 6 year old girl) and it was pretty fun. There were, of course, a few frustrations, but it wasn't too bad. If you see us with an extra from time to time, think nothing of it. We're just helping out. We are considering a placement also, so please be patient with us if we're not good at answering or returning phone calls. Hopefully, life will fall into place and things will return to normal soon. Thanks for your support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5235855137558099906?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5235855137558099906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5235855137558099906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5235855137558099906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5235855137558099906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/03/respite.html' title='Respite'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4227398595221753408</id><published>2009-02-25T23:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:44:26.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Go</title><content type='html'>Well, on our way to Iowa City this morning, we received a call that neither of our two frozen blastocyst embryos had survived the thaw process. BUMMER. It was a hard thing to learn. And even though we were almost there, we immediately turned the car around and came home.  I know it was best that we gave it a try, but I was sorely disappointed this morning to hear of it. I guess we'll have to try it the natural way. &lt;br /&gt;It was a rotten day- mostly. I woke up at 3 a.m. with Billy vomitting. He kept it up all morning and obviously didn't go to school. At about 2 p.m. Ian struck a high fever and vomitted on the way home from the doctor in the car- yuck. Carley is still coughing too and has a runny nose.&lt;br /&gt;My rather large sliver lining on this huge, dark, gray cloud of a day, was Carl's surprise that he's not taking us to my dad's for Spring break- he's taking us to DISNEY! WOO HOO. Without that knowledge I do not believe I could have survived this hellish day. He's been planning it for weeks and come to find out my parents are in on it.&lt;br /&gt;So, sickness, failed transfer, upcoming Disney trip and now a vaginal infection that's keeping me up. It's certainly been a day filled with emotions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4227398595221753408?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4227398595221753408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4227398595221753408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4227398595221753408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4227398595221753408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-go.html' title='No Go'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3968661126664229164</id><published>2009-02-20T23:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:17:37.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cryo Embryo Transfer</title><content type='html'>Well, for those of you that are following our baby progress... our appointment today in Iowa City showed my levels just where they should be. The ultrasound showed a healthy and ready uterus and ovaries of normal size and function. Wednesday we will thaw our two frozen embryos- at blastocyst stage- and they will be inserted into the uterus via a catheter. Two weeks later we will go to the lab to have a pregnancy test.&lt;br /&gt;Things are looking good, however I must say the nervousness is sinking in. Anyone who knows me, knows that I love babies. But when Nurse Dee told me I could have multiples of 2 or 3, I wasn't ready for that reality. Of course, I have entertained the thought, but yikes! Anyhow, with lots of prayers and fasting (and maybe a blessing), we'll be hoping for a healthy pregnancy with little to no complications.&lt;br /&gt;Then Nurse Dee explained that in the event they thaw our embryos and neither survive they will call us to cancel our transfer. That was a sad realization that we might walk away with 0. Now, don't get me wrong- the idea of twins scares me immensely, but the thought of having none from this cycle gives me a sinking feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I feel well prepared for the coming reality- whatever it will be. Your prayers are ever appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3968661126664229164?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3968661126664229164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3968661126664229164' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3968661126664229164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3968661126664229164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/cryo-embryo-transfer.html' title='Cryo Embryo Transfer'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2355526409133725959</id><published>2009-02-19T11:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:50:26.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Books</title><content type='html'>The BBC believes most people will have only read 6 of the 100 books here. How do your reading habits stack up?Instructions:1) Look at the list and put an 'x' after those you have read.2) Add a '+' to the ones you LOVE.3) Star (*) those you plan on reading.4) Tally your total at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X+) 1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;() 2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;(X+) 3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte&lt;br /&gt;(X+) 4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling&lt;br /&gt;(X) 5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee&lt;br /&gt;(X) 6 The Bible –&lt;br /&gt;(X) 7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;() 8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;() 9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman&lt;br /&gt;(*) 10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;(*) 11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott&lt;br /&gt;( ) 12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;() 13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller&lt;br /&gt;() 14 Complete Works of Shakespeare –&lt;br /&gt;() 15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;() 16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;() 17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulk&lt;br /&gt;(X) 18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger&lt;br /&gt;( ) 19 The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;(X) 20 Middlemarch - George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;() 21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;(X+) 22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;() 23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;() 24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;()25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;() 26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh&lt;br /&gt;() 27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;() 28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;() 29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll&lt;br /&gt;() 30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame&lt;br /&gt;() 31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;() 32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;() 33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis&lt;br /&gt;(X+) 34 Emma - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;(X+) 35 Persuasion - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;(X) 36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis&lt;br /&gt;() 37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;() 38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres&lt;br /&gt;() 39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden&lt;br /&gt;(X) 40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne&lt;br /&gt;() 41 Animal Farm - George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;() 42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown&lt;br /&gt;() 43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;() 44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving&lt;br /&gt;() 45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;(X) 46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery&lt;br /&gt;() 47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;() 48 The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood&lt;br /&gt;() 49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding&lt;br /&gt;() 50 Atonement - Ian McEwan&lt;br /&gt;(X) 51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt;() 52 Dune - Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt;( ) 53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;(X+) 54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;() 55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;() 56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt;(X) 57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;() 58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;() 59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon&lt;br /&gt;() 60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;(X) 61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;() 62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;br /&gt;() 63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt;() 64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold&lt;br /&gt;() 65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;() 66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;() 67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;() 68 Bridget Jones’s Diary - Helen Fielding&lt;br /&gt;() 69 Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;() 70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville&lt;br /&gt;() 71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;() 72 Dracula - Bram Stoker&lt;br /&gt;(X+) 73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;br /&gt;() 74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt;() 75 Ulysses - James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;() 76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;() 77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome&lt;br /&gt;() 78 Germinal - Emile Zola&lt;br /&gt;() 79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;() 80 Possession - AS Byatt&lt;br /&gt;(X) 81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;() 82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;(X) 83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker&lt;br /&gt;() 84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;br /&gt;() 85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert&lt;br /&gt;() 86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt;(X) 87 Charlotte’s Web - EB White&lt;br /&gt;() 88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;() 89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;br /&gt;() 90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton&lt;br /&gt;() 91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad&lt;br /&gt;(X) 92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;br /&gt;() 93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks&lt;br /&gt;(X) 94 Watership Down - Richard Adams&lt;br /&gt;() 95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole&lt;br /&gt;() 96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;() 97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;(X) 98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;(X) 99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl&lt;br /&gt;() 100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this, you're tagged ;~)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if they are thinking an average of 6- when including those who don't read...maybe. But  if they are asking readers- I think they're way off. Thanks Mary for sharing this list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-2355526409133725959?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2355526409133725959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2355526409133725959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2355526409133725959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2355526409133725959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/100-books.html' title='100 Books'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8502249178007493788</id><published>2009-02-16T21:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:26:19.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SILLY DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUNNY THINGS THAT HAPPENED TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ian scolded me (quite publicly) for choosing green bananas at the store, because we are supposed to pick the yellow ones. The green ones aren't ready yet. (Geez mom)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Billy decided to name his baby brother "Captain", so he could be our family captain. (Duh, of course. And no, we're not expecting... yet... embryo transfer is slated for next week)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carl was reaching up to a top cupboard to get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tupperware&lt;/span&gt;, when he came back down with it, his foot landed in the trash can. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ian's foot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; slipped into the toilet when he was climbing up there to go potty.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Billy gave the weather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forecast&lt;/span&gt; behind a waterfall at an indoor pool, he said "It looks like it will be a very rainy day out there, so be sure to wear your coat."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Just a few funny things I can remember. I know Carley's not in here anywhere, but she just wasn't funny today. Pulling books off a bookcase for fun is not funny. Ian and I had fun playing Disney Trivia, but I don't remember anything funny from our game. But it was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8502249178007493788?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8502249178007493788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8502249178007493788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8502249178007493788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8502249178007493788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/silly-day.html' title='SILLY DAY'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5145089865564594211</id><published>2009-02-14T09:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:03:47.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Call for Fingernail Polish Stories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SZbrWCQnxUI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ALwpvklCaDk/s1600-h/fingernailpolish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302684375071573314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SZbrWCQnxUI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ALwpvklCaDk/s400/fingernailpolish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning at 2 a.m. Carley joined us in bed... again! I hate this stage. So, when I woke up to an arm and leg flinging at me at 6 in the morning, I was not in a good mood. I did get up and grudgingly made heart pancakes. With everyone served we had breakfast and Carl and I exchanged gifts. I believe we were both more than satisfied with the presents we received, though not surprised. Now in a better mood I decided to try to make this a special day. After dressing my girl up in hearts I asked her if she wanted pretty fingers and toes like mommy. After all I had been pretty mean to her when she woke up whining. She was very excited about having pretty nails. &lt;strong&gt;It was her first time.&lt;/strong&gt; I let her pick her color and away we went. She did surprisingly well. Then, I had a great idea- how about a glitter coat on top of her choice pink. How fun! Well, her patience is not that great. We finished up her toes and she threw something and knocked over the bottle. It looks like I got it all out of the carpet- but we'll have to wait until it's dry. Thank heaven it was clear with glitter. Now, any of you who know Carl- know he has an intense hatred of glitter anything. Let's just hope he doesn't find out! &lt;strong&gt;Do you have any polish stories that might make my day a little easier?&lt;/strong&gt; I'm still stressing pretty badly about this little incident. And by the way, Carley didn't take long to make her nails look messy. Oh well, maybe I should've waited another year and maybe I will before attempting again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5145089865564594211?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5145089865564594211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5145089865564594211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5145089865564594211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5145089865564594211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/call-for-fingernail-polish-stories.html' title='Call for Fingernail Polish Stories...'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SZbrWCQnxUI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ALwpvklCaDk/s72-c/fingernailpolish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-636393224273303857</id><published>2009-02-12T21:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:20:13.862-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A GREAT BUNCH OF LITTLE ONES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SZTlaqJw4qI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rFuqp9r2KiE/s1600-h/02-11-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302114907476517538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SZTlaqJw4qI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rFuqp9r2KiE/s400/02-11-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How blessed I am! What a fun and crazy day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom school was enjoyable, as always. There are usually a few moments of frustration (for me), but I am always glad I did it when the kids are gone. And crazy enough- I usually miss them soon after too! Today we read the Kissing Hand and learned more about the #9 and letter S. It was so fun to sing with them and watch them play with such great imaginations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to JJ for letting me shop for Valentines without kids and with no notice. I just know this is going to be a great V-day. I mostly know that because I can tell Carl is hiding something from me. I love the suspense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tonight was NP's first Chorus practice. I really enjoyed myself and hope I can be a dedicated member. It's always nice to feel like you're doing something just for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of just for you nights... BOOK CLUB IS TUESDAY! We will discussing Pride and Prejudice. Please come- it'll be such a fun night. It's at Nikki's. You don't have to have read it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, to finish my night I'm going to watch an old movie with my hubby and have apple turnovers with vanilla ice cream. Good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-636393224273303857?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/636393224273303857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=636393224273303857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/636393224273303857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/636393224273303857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/great-bunch-of-little-ones-how-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SZTlaqJw4qI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rFuqp9r2KiE/s72-c/02-11-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5982827994338259879</id><published>2009-02-08T22:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:48:07.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday without Church, not without Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SY-1U2P1R0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/-GzYlELlOCc/s1600-h/P1000444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300654656202295106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SY-1U2P1R0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/-GzYlELlOCc/s400/P1000444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few things I'm proud to say that I did right today... &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sewed up a toy bunny Billy's been asking me to fix.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took a cute family photo allowing no time for changing clothes or combing hair. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made valentines with the kids, for the kids grandparents- and mine. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Held Hartson Family Counsel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discussed our kids' strengths and our parenting strategy with Carl after reading "The Functional Family" in the February Ensign.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made positive reinforcement charts for the kids shaped as CTR shields. After 15 stickers the kids can choose a movie at the video store.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decided on a solution to end dinner frustration of begging kids to eat. It begins with sandwich bags on the table. We are going to all eat together and when the parents are finished eating the kids may leave the table if they're "full". If they didn't eat, oh well. They can bag up a few things before taking their dishes to the kitchen. If they complain that they're hungry between dinner and bedtime, they can go to the kitchen and retrieve something from their bag. No dessert for kids who didn't make a decent effort on their dinner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;And, to top all, I have raced to complete my dishwashing after each meal today. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those who worried about me today, I have a terrible headache and stuffy nose. But these are only cold/sinus symptoms. I'm not terribly sick. Just sick enough that I don't want to share it. The kids' coughs are the kind I usually get dirty looks for when among others. So, we stayed home. Missed you though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5982827994338259879?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5982827994338259879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5982827994338259879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5982827994338259879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5982827994338259879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-without-church-not-without.html' title='Sunday without Church, not without Religion'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SY-1U2P1R0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/-GzYlELlOCc/s72-c/P1000444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-532612217032468125</id><published>2009-02-06T10:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:21:11.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYxh5ELTcgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/T9KeD4Mnqyw/s1600-h/carleycone2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYxh5NLIJNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jUBALiniPhs/s1600-h/carleycash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299718496925000914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYxh5NLIJNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jUBALiniPhs/s400/carleycash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ewe Carley, that is not for eating! Thanks Mom, Carley loved getting cash for her birthday. No seriously, she did. She and mom had a great shopping experience that brought home a new baby- of the toy variety. Hooray for grandma money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYxh5B4g8LI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/7Nxg-bk57SQ/s1600-h/carleycone1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299718493894144178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYxh5B4g8LI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/7Nxg-bk57SQ/s400/carleycone1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ugh Carley, get that off your head- it's filthy! Yes, this is a traffic cone. But my daughter picked it up at Goodwill and knew just what it was for. Isn't she too funny! She definately takes after her brothers- Silly Goose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYxh47qdvoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Lu_lsh4QowM/s1600-h/P1000403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299718492224601730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYxh47qdvoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Lu_lsh4QowM/s400/P1000403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Oh Carley you're so pretty! Not that my boys haven't been fun, but I couldn't try curling their hair.  Daddy wouldn't have it. Here's Carley in the tub after a day of twists in her hair. Check those adorable curls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-532612217032468125?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/532612217032468125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=532612217032468125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/532612217032468125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/532612217032468125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-girl.html' title='Funny Girl'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYxh5NLIJNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jUBALiniPhs/s72-c/carleycash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5246041098098619615</id><published>2009-02-05T15:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:16:36.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Strep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYtV9lfw1PI/AAAAAAAAAig/M-iqtBZpc3I/s1600-h/P1000406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299423903057237234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYtV9lfw1PI/AAAAAAAAAig/M-iqtBZpc3I/s400/P1000406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right- Carley's the theif with Garran's hat. Guess we guaranteed ourselves a visit! HA! Isn't she adorable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the doctor and Carley and I did not test positive for strep. So, I guess I'm just being a big baby about a little sickness. Anyhow, I got off the couch and decided that I am only going to feel more sick if I lay down for the rest of the day. Now, I'm making cookies for a girl at Carl's work that is having a benefit for a friend with a very sick- terminally ill- child. Now that's a worthy cause that I feel like I can stop worrying about me for a while and work toward.&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks for all of your concern. Please be aware that my hormonal attitude will probably convince me that things are the extreme in nearly all incidents. I apologize in advance for the craziness you are sure to witness. And I only hope you'll forgive me while explaining my irrational behavior to your spouses and children. :) Boy are my friends great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5246041098098619615?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5246041098098619615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5246041098098619615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5246041098098619615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5246041098098619615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-strep.html' title='Not Strep'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SYtV9lfw1PI/AAAAAAAAAig/M-iqtBZpc3I/s72-c/P1000406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-1211663157428159901</id><published>2009-02-05T03:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T03:51:44.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY LIFE&lt; I LOVE MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>I think I finally know why I can't shake this cloud that's been hanging over me. This morning I woke up with my temples, ears and glands swirling with pain. I can't believe it- after joking about getting strep so much and promising to demand my tonsils be removed if it happened again, I think it has. My throat is all red and I hurt- generally everywhere. I am so sorry if I put any of you in danger of catching it. I promise to confine myself to the house until my penicillin is distributed throughout my body. I am only hoping that my sweet Carley hasn't been the carrier- she has been miserable for nearly 2 days - but as runny nose and a cough are her main symptoms, I don't know that she's to blame. I guess we'll both be in to our doctors in the morning- the real morning where people are awake and moving about in bustling business. I'm going to see if there's any movies on- since I obviously can't get back to sleep with my aching.&lt;br /&gt;And don't worry, I'm not loosing faith. I still love my life. It will be better soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-1211663157428159901?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/1211663157428159901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=1211663157428159901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1211663157428159901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1211663157428159901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-my-life-i-love-my-life.html' title='I LOVE MY LIFE&lt; I LOVE MY LIFE'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-6479522284540787613</id><published>2009-02-04T19:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:06:03.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Haircut, Hard Day</title><content type='html'>A big thanks to Lindsay for my new haircut. Unfortunately I learned that she is not a miracle worker (though great at what she does) and I still look very much like... well, me. But a me with nicer hair. And her company this morning was a great deal better than hanging around my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the frustrating part of my day- It seems I can make no one happy...&lt;br /&gt;I got up at 5 a.m. this morning with my coughing kids. I decided blueberry pancakes and sausage would make for a nice change and proceeded with shuffling around the kitchen half asleep. Just as I was finishing cooking, Billy walks in and says, "I didn't want that, I wanted cereal". Dang it. Then, it was Ian's turn. He complained about taking Billy to school, even though I promised him a playdate with Wesley- he wanted to go back home. Then when getting dressed in winter garb to leave Wesley's he complained that he didn't want to go home- he wanted to stay there. Ah, toddlers, how fun they can be. Carley has just been difficult today. She is sick and has wanted to be held all day and everytime I could not immediately comply with her requests she fell on the floor in meltdown stage. Then when Carl came home after work, he saw my hair. He made the comment that he's not crazy about it- because it's too short. He says it looks okay, but he prefers longer hair. BLAH! Even the dog has been vexing me, he got away and refused to come to the back door. He went right to the front and waited for me to trudge through the snow and open the door for him.&lt;br /&gt;So, goodnight. I am trusting tomorrow will be easier. Couldn't be too much harder, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-6479522284540787613?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/6479522284540787613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=6479522284540787613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6479522284540787613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6479522284540787613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-haircut-hard-day.html' title='New Haircut, Hard Day'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3568498756844647862</id><published>2009-02-03T17:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:28:35.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>Kids are coughing and seem to have a cold. I can't believe they're sick again! This has been the longest winter ever!&lt;br /&gt;Billy has been saying "No thanks" to everything I ask or command him to do. I'm so frustrated by it.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Carl will take the kids to visit my dad without me. It seems I need a vacation all my own.&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling shaky and dizzy lately. I'm on some new meds for this embryo transfer coming up this month. My hormones are off the wall.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be my happy upbeat self, but I just feel like crying today. I can't even shake it with reading. I think I'm a lost cause and that I'd better just start over tomorrow. Maybe I'll call it a day early tonight and just let it go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3568498756844647862?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3568498756844647862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3568498756844647862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3568498756844647862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3568498756844647862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-1962604630759123623</id><published>2009-02-01T20:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:00:43.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past</title><content type='html'>I hold on to my past memories very tightly. Growing up was a challenge as I discovered who I am. I don't like to share those memories often- as they are complicated, intense, wonderful and a myriad of other descriptions. But sometimes I like to run them through in quiet moments to myself. There are people who I have loved very dearly and I hate to see their memory fading, so I often pull my memory of them out and indulge in appreciating my life for all it has been- and it has been many things. My thanks to my God weighs heavy in my heart when I think of how he has watched over me. I only hope the memories I have left with others are sometimes perused and enjoyed and not often dreaded when they creep their way in. Sometimes I wish I could connect again with past and departed friends and family, but I often wonder if it would really be good for us. Time always changes things. I think that's all I can manage for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-1962604630759123623?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/1962604630759123623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=1962604630759123623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1962604630759123623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1962604630759123623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/02/past.html' title='The Past'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-6849484459486758656</id><published>2009-01-31T07:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T07:22:56.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Agenda for Today</title><content type='html'>This morning it's off to the temple- thanks Aunt Annette and Brooke for coming in to babysit. Then this afternoon, it's back to the old house to claim my washer/dryer and curtains. Hooray for curtains! Looks like it'll be a busy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-6849484459486758656?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/6849484459486758656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=6849484459486758656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6849484459486758656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6849484459486758656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/agenda-for-today.html' title='Agenda for Today'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8841092572565978168</id><published>2009-01-30T09:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:09:39.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In True Mom Style</title><content type='html'>As I do every night I asked Carley to go potty before her bath. She, as always, excitedly placed her Sesame Street insert seat on the toilet and reached out her arms to be placed on it. I lifted her up and half-heartedly told her to go pee-pee in the potty. Then I started straightening up the sink. As I was working about I heard a little tinkle. That's right- a little tinkle. I turned to Carley and I said Carley are you going pee pee? She smiled at me and I clapped like crazy. She was quite amuzed and continue to void in the potty at an honest rate. I was shocked. I have put this child on the pot for weeks and weeks before her bath in an attempt to keep her from peeing in the tub. I was so happy for her success last night. You could tell she was really happy with herself. Then I showed her how we wiped- she wasn't very interested and then she flushed it away. Now I am truly outing myself as the typical mom. I proceeded to announce this pee pee party to her aunt and cousin and grandma. Yes, I'm a mom!&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'll have to find other times of the day to make this part of our regular routine. Though, I will promise I am not ready to train her yet. She's not really well at expressing herself yet in words. But I think we will start making the potty a more consistent part of her day instead of just her night. Woo Hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8841092572565978168?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8841092572565978168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8841092572565978168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8841092572565978168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8841092572565978168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-true-mom-style.html' title='In True Mom Style'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2637005649075328617</id><published>2009-01-27T20:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:34:05.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eradicating the Sickies</title><content type='html'>I think we have done it. Really, I think it's over. No more diarreha or vomiting for over 24 hours! I'm ready to celebrate. But I think maybe I'll just clean up this crazy house since it's obvious we've been stuck in here for days. You should see the toys sprawled across this place. It looks like Toys R Us threw up in my living room. Hope you are all feeling well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-2637005649075328617?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2637005649075328617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2637005649075328617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2637005649075328617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2637005649075328617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/eradicating-sickies.html' title='Eradicating the Sickies'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-6324682477450801237</id><published>2009-01-26T08:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T09:04:49.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Sick Day</title><content type='html'>Called Billy in today. He woke up with more disgusting diarreha. I just don't know what to do. He's missed 3 days now and it's been 5 days since he started this stomach virus. I'm going to give him Children's Immodium next. Now it looks like it's my turn. Yuck. And Carley's turn too, she vomited a lot last night- all over a blanket I just cleaned- dang it. At first we thought she was spitting up her chewable Pepto so Carl held out his hand to catch it- bad idea. He said, "I got it, I got it", then I said "oh, no you don't." Then she spewed everywhere! I fanned out the queen-sized comfortable she was wrapped in and caught most of it. How gross! It actually played like the funny scene of a comedy while it was occuring though. To think Carl could catch that kind of volumed in his up-turned palm, only to be shocked at the projectile that came next was a bit funny.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, now I just want to open every window in my house to the 0 degree temp outside and air this place out. I've used Lysol wipes, carpet cleaner, sofa cleaner, shout, detergent, everything, not to mention air freshener. I'm so done with all this sickness. I need a serious break from the yuck going on here. However, Carl has been a great help. I gagged cleaning up Carley mess last night and he totally took over. Better things must be ahead. Ian has surprisingly been dodging all of this sickness. He's been dealing with his own asthma trouble, but no yucky tummy for him. Thank goodness! Maybe I'll send him to Mom School tomorrow. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-6324682477450801237?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/6324682477450801237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=6324682477450801237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6324682477450801237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6324682477450801237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-sick-day.html' title='Another Sick Day'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8137634156036974689</id><published>2009-01-24T21:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:17:39.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to post</title><content type='html'>Not much to post today. Billy has not vomited all day-hooray. Carley's still working on her teeth that are coming in. Ian is having some asthma-related coughing. Cleaned up the house. Planned for the upcoming ward activity. I'm sure you can't wait to hear about it. So, here's the scoop, just for my dedicated readers. We'll be getting together for fun and games in the gym at our Cabin Fever get-together. It promises to be a tropical paradise. You're sure to have a good time. Hope you'll come. There's my official plug. I'm off to read. Hopefully I'll make it tomorrow. I haven't been feeling too great and Carley has had diarreha all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8137634156036974689?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8137634156036974689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8137634156036974689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8137634156036974689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8137634156036974689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothing-to-post.html' title='Nothing to post'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8410016047298783138</id><published>2009-01-23T13:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:27:06.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearls and Pull Ups</title><content type='html'>I thought Carley had been terribly cranky since yesterday and this morning she was the worst. So, this afternoon I took a peek inside her mouth and yes, I saw two new little pearls. In a few more days she'll only have 3 more gaps. And unfortunately one gap is semi-permanent. So, mystery solved, Carley has two new teeth. A little Tylenol and she'll be a new kid.&lt;br /&gt;As for Billy we've done away with the pull-ups. It looks like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;diarrhea&lt;/span&gt; has subsided. We used Children's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pepto&lt;/span&gt;. He did throw up after cereal this morning though. At lunch he had a banana and so far that is staying down. Here's hoping. Right now the goal is to keep him drinking.&lt;br /&gt;And Ian- well, he's been running around as normal, though he has a pretty bad cough. Nothing new there.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we're all gonna make it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8410016047298783138?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8410016047298783138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8410016047298783138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8410016047298783138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8410016047298783138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/pearls-and-pull-ups.html' title='Pearls and Pull Ups'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2507991839250646066</id><published>2009-01-23T11:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:08:15.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane Eyre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXoHYkin-wI/AAAAAAAAAh4/JGVX6jxKMCw/s1600-h/jane+eyre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294552430634597122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXoHYkin-wI/AAAAAAAAAh4/JGVX6jxKMCw/s400/jane+eyre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished Jane Eyre again today and I had a little insight into why I like this story (again while washing the dishes). Apparently dishes are a great way for me to reflect on things. Anyhow, back to why I like Jane Eyre. She is so upright. She does not give in to temptation. Jane is strong in character. I also love that she's not terribly pretty. I have never felt really pretty either. And I feel like I have tried to do right in my life- and sometimes at great cost (though never as much as her). And I can't say I'm as straitlaced as she is. Another quality I admire in her is her great ability to keep her thoughts silenced. Sometimes I feel like I am an open book and say all I think. I know, your probably thinking Charity, no way, she never talks to much- HA! However, when she does talk she is very eloquent.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I don't like about this book is that *SPOILER* she ends up finding relief and care amongst her own kindred, but she is not aware they are her kindred until later. I don't find it very believable. She just walks toward a light and adores them from the window and then seeks refuge among them and voila they're family. I'm sure their world is much smaller than mine, but I still have a hard time believing it. But hey, it does make the story very charming to give this orphan a family. I loved it when it happened in the book, but later shook my head and thought Charlotte Bronte took a few liberties making that one up.&lt;br /&gt;However, Jane Eyre is still very much a winner on my list. I am on to Pride and Prejudice now. But before I forget Jane Eyre- which I admit my memory is awful- I plan to rent the BBC movie version and force my hubby to endure it with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-2507991839250646066?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2507991839250646066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2507991839250646066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2507991839250646066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2507991839250646066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/jane-eyre.html' title='Jane Eyre'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXoHYkin-wI/AAAAAAAAAh4/JGVX6jxKMCw/s72-c/jane+eyre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5214135672883679701</id><published>2009-01-22T04:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T04:49:12.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EWE GROSS</title><content type='html'>Up at 3 a.m. Billy vomiting in Ian's bed. Found that he had vomited in his bed too. Cleaned up him. Cleaned up the bed. Cleaned up the linens. Cleaned up the floors. Cleaned up the bathroom. Everyone to the living room. Monsters Inc. Nobody sleeping. Dad back to bed. Gave everyone some water. Just a few minutes later, Billy threw up the water. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Diarrhea&lt;/span&gt; too. Cleaned up and resorted to pull ups. Last night it was Carley- vomiting and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diarrhea&lt;/span&gt;. Looks like we'll be stuck at home for awhile. Billy had a few bites of cereal. So far, so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5214135672883679701?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5214135672883679701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5214135672883679701' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5214135672883679701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5214135672883679701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/ewe-gross.html' title='EWE GROSS'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7867904540445198207</id><published>2009-01-21T17:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:11:17.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We believe in being honest</title><content type='html'>While discussing what to make for dinner, Carl and I heard the cry of a 3-year-old who had obviously been trespassed against by the older brother. When we came to confront and console we asked Billy what had happened. When he wouldn't tell us, we asked Ian. Ian said that Billy had kicked him. Billy was sent to time-out until he could tell us honestly what he had done. When the time-out was over, Billy said that he had kicked Ian and then was, of course, forced to apologize to his little brother. He said sorry solemnly and Ian stated "that's okay, it was an accident" and Billy (sounding offended) said "No it wasn't."&lt;br /&gt;Boys...Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7867904540445198207?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7867904540445198207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7867904540445198207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7867904540445198207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7867904540445198207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-believe-in-being-honest.html' title='We believe in being honest'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4869099432110626462</id><published>2009-01-17T16:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:12:45.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love- or something like it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXJXt8ILf3I/AAAAAAAAAho/aDF9eRh34ws/s1600-h/dirty-dishes-baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292388958859919218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXJXt8ILf3I/AAAAAAAAAho/aDF9eRh34ws/s400/dirty-dishes-baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy: Mom, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Why do you love me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy: Because you're my mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Is there any other reason you love me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy: Because you do the dishes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292388959378551698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXJXt-D1M5I/AAAAAAAAAhw/UJMPDlql1MM/s400/dish+duty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally I'm noticed for the real reason I seem to exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4869099432110626462?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4869099432110626462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4869099432110626462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4869099432110626462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4869099432110626462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-or-something-like-it.html' title='Love- or something like it.'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXJXt8ILf3I/AAAAAAAAAho/aDF9eRh34ws/s72-c/dirty-dishes-baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-1459391451124738594</id><published>2009-01-17T09:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:27:29.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Garlic and Sapphires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXH42zr7lZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/VpQ4jKrbfWs/s1600-h/garlic+and+sapphires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292284657608136082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXH42zr7lZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/VpQ4jKrbfWs/s400/garlic+and+sapphires.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished reading a really insightful book that I didn't really ponder until this morning when I was doing dishes. &lt;strong&gt;Garlic and Sapphires&lt;/strong&gt; is about a restaurant critic for the &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; who finds herself requiring the need for clever disguises to eat out and give a fair review of the many diverse restuarants in this bustling city. The underlying theme she shares is how the costumes and personalities she's creating- with and without help- affect her feelings about who she is. It's fun and a little unnerving to see the author find pieces of herself in each person (especially her eccentric mom). However it is wonderfully refreshing when this exercise assures her of who she knows she wants to be. I wish I had the opportunity to discover those parts of myself she entertained so I am more aware of what to avoid in myself and what to indulge. What a fun read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, all the books I read are by recommendation. If you have a good one, pass it along. Thanks Melissa for this one- and Twilight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-1459391451124738594?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/1459391451124738594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=1459391451124738594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1459391451124738594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1459391451124738594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/garlic-and-sapphires.html' title='Garlic and Sapphires'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SXH42zr7lZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/VpQ4jKrbfWs/s72-c/garlic+and+sapphires.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3225084829038847525</id><published>2009-01-16T09:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:40:26.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dose of Embarrassment</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine let me borrow a few books and I devoured them. I really enjoyed them- even though I am not the kind to read vampire stories. Yes, I'm talking about the Twilight books. So once I finished the series I took the two remaining in my possession and put them in my temple bag, as I was going to the temple with said friend. However, the books managed never to make it out of the bag. The bag went into the van, into the temple, back into the van and then back into my home. Carl saw my bag on the bed in our room and put it back on the shelf in the closet and the bag was forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, my friend politely asked if she could have her volumes back. I was taken aback and swore I believed that I had already returned them. Obviously shocked she asked that I look around for them. I said that I would look but that I was sure I wouldn't find them. And I didn't. I looked everywhere- though I knew my deep Christmas cleaning would have produced them before now. I didn't know what to do from here. I didn't want to offend my sweet friend. But I couldn't find the books and knew I returned them.&lt;br /&gt;Something told me to have her look in her van- that's when I wondered why I would have thought that. Soon after that impression, I remembered the temple bag. Last night I took it down from the shelf and looked inside and sure enough there they were. I am so sorry Melissa. I'll bring them to you on Sunday. I feel awful for doubting you that I still had them. I meant to return them during our temple trip and somehow in the fun we had, I forgot. They are safe and will be returned soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3225084829038847525?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3225084829038847525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3225084829038847525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3225084829038847525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3225084829038847525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/dose-of-embarrassment.html' title='A Dose of Embarrassment'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-8705299813135940033</id><published>2009-01-16T08:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:18:29.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gubbel's to the Rescue AGAIN</title><content type='html'>This morning around 3 I heard the cries of a couple of my little ones. As I went to their rescue I can only describe the surroundings as frigid. I swooped Carley from the illegal bunk bed she'd been sharing with brother-much to my dismay. And plopped her down on my bed as I informed Carl something was wrong- the house was much too cold. He got up rather quickly and began the endless work of dad- providing. The order of today was warmth. Gubbel's was here within a couple of hours and fixed the problem rather quickly. The vent for outside was iced over. No charge- woo hoo! By the time I ventured out of bed again it was warm. We'll be locking ourselves inside again today, hope you're doing the same. Stay warm and busy!&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, sharing my bed with little children is not fun. I've never been a good sharer of anything, but usually by the age of 12 months I have banished the kids from my bed. I never get a good sleep when they're there. Unfortunately, my heart has been softened the last few cold days and I've been pulling them in. Needless to say I've been a bit tired lately. Hopefully I can get a nap in today. It's usually fun to hold them close in bed for about 1/2 an hour-TOPS, but anything more than that is just inhibiting my sleeping abilities. Sorry to sound so heartless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-8705299813135940033?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/8705299813135940033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=8705299813135940033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8705299813135940033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/8705299813135940033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/gubbels-to-rescue-again.html' title='Gubbel&apos;s to the Rescue AGAIN'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-210701374133873348</id><published>2009-01-15T12:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:22:43.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for Gubbels</title><content type='html'>THINK WARM THOUGHTS&lt;br /&gt;It's 12:20 and our thermostat has climbed to a whopping  61 degress. It'll be back to normal in here in no time. So, just so you aren't worrying about the Hartson's, we're warming up nicely. I'm even thinking about peeling off the kids outer layers. You stay warm too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-210701374133873348?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/210701374133873348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=210701374133873348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/210701374133873348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/210701374133873348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/hooray-for-gubbels.html' title='Hooray for Gubbels'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-6567629144593734974</id><published>2009-01-15T09:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:36:38.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldest Day</title><content type='html'>So, I think it's probably THE coldest day of the year and last night our furnace started blowing cold air. Well, I guess this is just another trial for us to bear. I think we are going to be the strongest couple ever! My kids are dressed super warm and we're keeping blankets on all the windows and doors. We'll make it. Someone will be to our rescue around lunch. All will be well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-6567629144593734974?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/6567629144593734974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=6567629144593734974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6567629144593734974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6567629144593734974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/coldest-day.html' title='Coldest Day'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4148130849602778073</id><published>2009-01-13T09:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:36:15.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Official Site of Shannon Hale</title><content type='html'>Book Club is tonight at Melissa Lasley's place at 7 p.m. We'll be talking about Book of a Thousand Days. Even if you haven't got the chance to read it, please come and join in the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.squeetus.com/stage/books_b1000.html"&gt;The Official Site of Shannon Hale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4148130849602778073?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4148130849602778073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4148130849602778073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4148130849602778073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4148130849602778073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/official-site-of-shannon-hale.html' title='The Official Site of Shannon Hale'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4511782188068762096</id><published>2009-01-12T17:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:32:22.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWvS43atOTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/075LgRCZEfA/s1600-h/strep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290554061667252530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWvS43atOTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/075LgRCZEfA/s400/strep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a throat culture today. Postive for Strep... again. This makes 3 times. Children and hubby's throats swabbed also. No one else tested positive. All on medication to stop the rotation. Lysol-ed everything I touch daily. Done with it. Sigh. Will this ever be over! I'm sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4511782188068762096?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4511782188068762096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4511782188068762096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4511782188068762096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4511782188068762096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/ugh.html' title='UGH'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWvS43atOTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/075LgRCZEfA/s72-c/strep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-55669324165896568</id><published>2009-01-10T21:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:45:18.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TU TU 2 Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqvdZEYpI/AAAAAAAAAgs/dZqeB_pDRKk/s1600-h/P1000340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289876600899527314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqvdZEYpI/AAAAAAAAAgs/dZqeB_pDRKk/s400/P1000340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ring around the Rosey getting started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqu9l3WNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/twUcV3ifdrE/s1600-h/P1000336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289876592363264210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqu9l3WNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/twUcV3ifdrE/s400/P1000336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqwJDd4KI/AAAAAAAAAg8/_IyEBlu_sLc/s1600-h/P1000384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289876612620083362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqwJDd4KI/AAAAAAAAAg8/_IyEBlu_sLc/s400/P1000384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying new presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqv9nESII/AAAAAAAAAg0/1ieaW22XlTw/s1600-h/P1000348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289876609548175490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqv9nESII/AAAAAAAAAg0/1ieaW22XlTw/s400/P1000348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carley's ballerina cake-this is when she started to get a bit tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqvKnDWFI/AAAAAAAAAgk/tvs__Xn3Cbs/s1600-h/P1000339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289876595857905746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqvKnDWFI/AAAAAAAAAgk/tvs__Xn3Cbs/s400/P1000339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kate showing the girls how to dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carley turns 2 tomorrow and we took advantage of the weekend birthday to have a few friends over to celebrate. We danced, decorated wands and ate cake. It was a fun afternoon. Although I did forget to share Carley's favorite book with everyone (Best Friends Wear Pink Tutus). Maybe we'll share it another time. Carley just loved dancing in her tutu with all her friends. Right after everyone went home, Carley crashed. She was exhausted. Later we went to Walmart to buy the leotard and slippers Aunt Annette wanted her to have and she was thrilled to dress up for us again before bed and spin circles. I LOVE LITTLE GIRLS! I don't remember being terribly girly, but I do enjoy helping my daughter delve into the perks. Thanks for all those who joined us. We were so glad to celebrate Carley's birthday with you! The boys were so good at letting Carley have the spotlight today. They were really watching over her and enjoying her too. Billy cast a few spells with the wands and Ian put on his dancing shoes to join the tutu-clad princesses. We're so lucky to have great big brothers for our little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-55669324165896568?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/55669324165896568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=55669324165896568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/55669324165896568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/55669324165896568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/tu-tu-2-party.html' title='TU TU 2 Party'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlqvdZEYpI/AAAAAAAAAgs/dZqeB_pDRKk/s72-c/P1000340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5000594301235333460</id><published>2009-01-10T21:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:30:59.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whadda ya do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnUrt3jiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/N1McFRSXJ8g/s1600-h/P1000371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289872842353511970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnUrt3jiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/N1McFRSXJ8g/s400/P1000371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and Billy wiped out before heading home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnUL7oUWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/j7QHWMu9y7k/s1600-h/P1000369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289872833821299042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnUL7oUWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/j7QHWMu9y7k/s400/P1000369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was before Ian's flip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnTm-N0tI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-ut_ah0vssM/s1600-h/P1000365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289872823900033746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnTm-N0tI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-ut_ah0vssM/s400/P1000365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carley and Daddy (the aforementioned not terribly thrilled).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnTfmbEWI/AAAAAAAAAf8/wniTrAjGoh4/s1600-h/P1000363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289872821921190242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnTfmbEWI/AAAAAAAAAf8/wniTrAjGoh4/s400/P1000363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy sliding down-on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnTIaESfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/dR8UDhy0nc8/s1600-h/P1000362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289872815695350258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnTIaESfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/dR8UDhy0nc8/s400/P1000362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the weather gives you more snow than you've seen in well, forever, whadda ya do? You take advantage of it. We bundled up and loaded the kids in the van after Carley's nap headed to the hill. Here we are enjoying a few trips down the hill. The boys were great troopers and are quite brave. I still can't believe Ian loves to do this. He totally flipped over today and just got up and after a brief regaining of ground smiled big. Billy went again and again and was happy to see a buddy from class there. Billy is also quite talented in getting up a snowy, icy slope, though not with his tube. Carley didn't really enjoy the cold too much. Give her another year I guess. I remember when Ian wasn't fond of it either. Well, I just wanted to share our sledding moments with you. This is the kids' second time this season- but unfortunately the camera's battery was dead the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2687519736067928682-5000594301235333460?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5000594301235333460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5000594301235333460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5000594301235333460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5000594301235333460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/whadda-ya-do.html' title='Whadda ya do?'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWlnUrt3jiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/N1McFRSXJ8g/s72-c/P1000371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7309663081318345429</id><published>2009-01-08T13:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:56:07.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First TuTu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWZaRawe_DI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1zLhct1SoSY/s1600-h/P1000321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289014067680181298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWZaRawe_DI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1zLhct1SoSY/s400/P1000321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is in her newly finished tu-tu. This was a super-easy, no-sew project. Getting her to take it off was the hardest thing about it. If you can join us, Carley will be having a Tu-Tu-2 Party this Saturday 11:30 - 1 p.m. I didn't get a chance to send out invites. I can't believe my little girl is going to be 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7309663081318345429?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7309663081318345429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7309663081318345429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7309663081318345429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7309663081318345429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-tutu.html' title='First TuTu'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWZaRawe_DI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1zLhct1SoSY/s72-c/P1000321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3381085493901417041</id><published>2009-01-07T21:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:37:16.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity = most naive one</title><content type='html'>I was researching some names online (no I'm not pregnant yet) and lo and behold I found some real names for celebrities. So, I didn't realize how common it is for people in the public eye to have names other than those we couch potatoes know them as. Sure, I assumed Slash and Axle had taken some liberties with their names, but Garth Brooks and Marie Osmond! Even Cary Grant and Doris Day were sporting names that weren't so original. Okay, the wrestlers, no doubt Hulk Hogan isn't his real name, but Tiger Woods! I'm shocked. Now surely you believe me to be the most naive person the world has known. I must admit seeing these people's real names made me a little sad. I've always thought a name to be so personal and special. But hey, maybe I wouldn't want to share my name with the whole world either. Little Dakota Fanning and Miley Cyrus have been protected at their early ages. So, I'm giving some thought to my famous name. What do you think it should be? I'm going with Kayson Zamora Hart. Married to Tristen Zaine Hart. Yep, good enough. Let me know what you choose for yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3381085493901417041?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3381085493901417041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3381085493901417041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3381085493901417041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3381085493901417041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/charity-most-naive-one.html' title='Charity = most naive one'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3002031120791428194</id><published>2009-01-07T20:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:18:04.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Bread</title><content type='html'>You know I must be singing the winter blues. I've been eating chili and other soups, drinking hot cocoa and baking bread. Today, just to get out of the house, I took my munchkins to the library- a place I've been avoiding because of a $4.50 fine. That's right, I gave in... I paid the fine and vowed no more videos from the library. Yes, they're free- but only if you can have enough smarts to get them back in time. Well, the ice and cold is surely wearing on me. Usually I love winter. The sight of snowflakes up close astounds me. I love to find the longest icicles after the storms. Sledding and snowman-building is awesome. Unfortunately, the weather we've been having only traps you inside your home- ice on roads, sidewalks, handrails, everything. I hope the snow starts up again soon. And that we can gain a few degrees so I can play with the kids outside again. Hoping for slightly warmer tomorrows. I don't think I'm quite ready to say goodbye to winter altogether... just the ice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3002031120791428194?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3002031120791428194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3002031120791428194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3002031120791428194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3002031120791428194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/baking-bread.html' title='Baking Bread'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-6689025249620592940</id><published>2009-01-05T21:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:51:29.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT63T9jtI/AAAAAAAAAfc/LKAj02k89O4/s1600-h/P1000262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021920719933138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT63T9jtI/AAAAAAAAAfc/LKAj02k89O4/s400/P1000262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun with Paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT6sCcGrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/K0G1eeeec50/s1600-h/P1000263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021917693647538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT6sCcGrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/K0G1eeeec50/s400/P1000263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Homemade guitar- with Billy's original paintings attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT5pGDqHI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Rpjn_pI-0CA/s1600-h/P1000267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021899723647090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT5pGDqHI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Rpjn_pI-0CA/s400/P1000267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sweet smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT5DcEuBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0b38KwR_DWs/s1600-h/P1000281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021889615443986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT5DcEuBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0b38KwR_DWs/s400/P1000281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun on an icy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT4hltIfI/AAAAAAAAAe8/AfoGf-jHW7U/s1600-h/P1000290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021880529035762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT4hltIfI/AAAAAAAAAe8/AfoGf-jHW7U/s400/P1000290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Love the SmartCycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we were playing Chutes and Ladders with my little ones for Family Home Evening- our lesson was on Fairness (The Giraffe Guisto from the 6 Pillars of Character). We talked all about taking turns and playing kindly. It was fun to watch Billy lead then slide down a chute and be the one furthest behind. We tried to explain that having fun playing was more important than winning. Ian seemed to grasp the idea after awhile. The game took so many twists and turns we just weren't sure who was going to win. It was a great lesson in playing fair and having good sportsmanship. The kids really enjoyed themselves. Carley lost interest after awhile, but made her own fun. This just leaves Shinrai the camel (Trustworthiness) and we will have had lessons at home about all of the 6 characters the kids learn about at school when discussing the 6 Pillar of Character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This icy weather is really starting to wear on me. No driving around aimlessly- a favorite pasttime of mine. No shopping for no reason. No playing in the snow-no sledding. No real walks with the dog- just quick outside outings. We pulled out the bubbles today and listened to kids CDs and danced. We've been pulling out all the stops to keep from dying from cabin fever. Hopefully the weather brings something better next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2687519736067928682-6689025249620592940?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/6689025249620592940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=6689025249620592940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6689025249620592940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/6689025249620592940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWLT63T9jtI/AAAAAAAAAfc/LKAj02k89O4/s72-c/P1000262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-1479893789743124913</id><published>2009-01-04T23:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:20:24.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...Snore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlTl3C9FI/AAAAAAAAAek/V-zNP8gHnik/s1600-h/P1000167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287689193508762706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlTl3C9FI/AAAAAAAAAek/V-zNP8gHnik/s400/P1000167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlSkc8MaI/AAAAAAAAAeM/nwvKwbvj5Ac/s1600-h/P1000145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287689175950963106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlSkc8MaI/AAAAAAAAAeM/nwvKwbvj5Ac/s400/P1000145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlUA7yNOI/AAAAAAAAAes/P1ZwSxdAr5k/s1600-h/P1000169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287689200776393954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlUA7yNOI/AAAAAAAAAes/P1ZwSxdAr5k/s400/P1000169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlTWdxsvI/AAAAAAAAAec/ERUpMz4U-4Y/s1600-h/P1000158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287689189376242418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlTWdxsvI/AAAAAAAAAec/ERUpMz4U-4Y/s400/P1000158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlTM7ZkdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/1GXBF8eFrxg/s1600-h/P1000171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287689186816135634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlTM7ZkdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/1GXBF8eFrxg/s400/P1000171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a few of my favorite Christmas pictures that I haven't shared yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I went to lie down tonight and because of my 10 p.m. migraine pill, I just can't seem to sleep a wink. I usually forget that it has caffeine and will make sleeping impossible. But tonight, when the pain started above my left eye (where it usually originates) I didn't want to fight it. I knew the pill would be the quickest way to squash it, so I downed just one (hoping lowering the dosage would keep me from staying up). So, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we had the Singles over for an FHE night. I am so glad we did. It was a last-minute decision, but hey the house was already clean and we had brownies and chips/salsa, so that made it easy. It was downright fun to enjoy their company. I hope they'll let us host again soon. Bless them all to find deserving mates. For they are all such wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy shared his testimony again at church. He just loves to be on the stand. I think he will make a fine speaker some day- when mom doesn't have to whisper his thoughts in his ear! :) I had him tell me his testimony and then he went up to the podium and I told him what he had me write. It was a lovely testimony meeting and such a sweet spirit prevaled. Thanks to all those who lifted me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I substituted in Primary today. I taught 3 little 4-year-olds. They were delightful. I just adored their comments. When asked "Do you know what Fast Sunday is?", little Grace answered, "It's the Sunday where we go really fast!". Too sweet. In Sharing Time when asked about the Fall and what it meant that Adam and Eve Fell, Cameron answered, The Fall came, like autumn. Awe. It was also Ian's first day in Primary- he's a Sunbeam now. He was a bit wiggly- and unfortunately so was his big brother Billy. Still it was a nice Sunday. We're meeting in the mornings now and while it does make it harder to fast... it is much more conducive to naps (insert big cheesy smile here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm going to try to get some sleep. Heaven knows that I'll need it to keep up with the week ahead of me. I'm most thankful for my afternoon nap today and my husband who indulged me the opportunity. Blessings to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-1479893789743124913?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/1479893789743124913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=1479893789743124913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1479893789743124913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1479893789743124913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/sighsnore.html' title='Sigh...Snore'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWGlTl3C9FI/AAAAAAAAAek/V-zNP8gHnik/s72-c/P1000167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3232083009803689969</id><published>2009-01-03T20:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:00:59.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWAl_Y1-X9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/N1mk2jhNoG8/s1600-h/P1000104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287267733463785426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWAl_Y1-X9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/N1mk2jhNoG8/s400/P1000104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWAl_HLKTVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/wjBztIw5VTc/s1600-h/P1000112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287267728720809298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWAl_HLKTVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/wjBztIw5VTc/s400/P1000112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWAl-3_1rXI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ZadOARCtfJ0/s1600-h/P1000106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287267724646788466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWAl-3_1rXI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ZadOARCtfJ0/s400/P1000106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic are Cookies on Christmas Eve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, the holidays are behind us now, so perhaps I can make a trip back to normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my license for foster parenting in the mail today. How's that for "normal"? Now, perhaps some of you have decided that I'm crazy for making such a venture with my own busy family and perhaps you think I'm jumping in with little to no knowledge of the troubles I may face. Okay, sometimes I can be a bit... spacey, but Carl and I have taken classes and read a lot about fostering. We even have a few friends who have shared their experiences with us. And we will start slow. Hopefully we can provide respite first. So, if you have been wondering what are we thinking, I hope this eases your mind a little. We just want to make a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, if any of you really want a reason to judge... here's the real news. Carl and I are going to Iowa City to have our embryos (2) implanted. Yes, we're hopefully going to be getting pregnant this Spring. And yes, we are crazy. This crazy thing has been working for us for nearly 10 years now and I think you should stick to what you're good at. We're good at being broke and making big decisions- like moves and babies. And hey, we're still together and still very happy. So, we must be doing something right. Carl is such a supportive and loving hubby. And hey, I want to be done raising my little ones before I'm in my 60s, so I'm planning on having the baby making stuff out of the way before I'm 30 next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have outed myself on our very personal and secretive plans for 2009. Maybe I'm right, maybe it is a crazy idea to have a new baby or help take care of someone else's kid(s). But I must say it feels right and I can only do what I feel is best for me and my family. So, wish me luck or keep your negative thoughts to yourself. :) I love you guys, but right now I need support. I'm pretty good at criticizing myself. Please know that I know you all mean well. And I sure do love my sweet friends. Wishing you all the best this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3232083009803689969?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3232083009803689969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3232083009803689969' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3232083009803689969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3232083009803689969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to Normal'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SWAl_Y1-X9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/N1mk2jhNoG8/s72-c/P1000104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4602142241009584563</id><published>2008-12-19T13:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:04:30.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW- And lots of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv-Amyw4fI/AAAAAAAAAdk/TW5wbT2i5KY/s1600-h/P1000056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281594274388959730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv-Amyw4fI/AAAAAAAAAdk/TW5wbT2i5KY/s400/P1000056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv9_7L19bI/AAAAAAAAAdU/zJH_jh5w22A/s1600-h/P1000060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281594262682990002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv9_7L19bI/AAAAAAAAAdU/zJH_jh5w22A/s400/P1000060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv9--QojmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/8CKZiKi4c_w/s1600-h/P1000058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281594246328520290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv9--QojmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/8CKZiKi4c_w/s400/P1000058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv-A2L1aeI/AAAAAAAAAds/CYrxQ0EL-n4/s1600-h/P1000054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281594278520646114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv-A2L1aeI/AAAAAAAAAds/CYrxQ0EL-n4/s400/P1000054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv-Abm6U-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/_4nRIu7xPWU/s1600-h/P1000067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281594271386457058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv-Abm6U-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/_4nRIu7xPWU/s400/P1000067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some pics of us playing in our newly aquired 10-12 inches of snow. What a blast! Ian was sliding down a small hill made by a courteous neighbor with a snow plow on his truck. Carley wasn't a big fan of the outing. Billy was all over the place, making tracks everywhere. Skit- well, Skit hates it when stuff sticks to his fur- especially snow. Although, he insisted on romping in it every chance he got. Carl and I each took turns on the shovel and between our two neighbor friends-one with a plow and the other a snowblower, we were able to make short work of the job.  Hope you're enjoying the white stuff and not cursing it today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4602142241009584563?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4602142241009584563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4602142241009584563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4602142241009584563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4602142241009584563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-and-lots-of-it.html' title='SNOW- And lots of it'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUv-Amyw4fI/AAAAAAAAAdk/TW5wbT2i5KY/s72-c/P1000056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2531480667746765488</id><published>2008-12-18T22:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:23:18.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Carl Passed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUshrCCad8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/ns7vwm6Kosk/s1600-h/banking+cartoon2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281352011187124162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUshrCCad8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/ns7vwm6Kosk/s400/banking+cartoon2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that we are surprised by any means, but CARL PASSED HIS SERIES 7 TEST. Now he'll be ramping up for another test to be taken at the beginning of next year. He's so smart! For those of you who don't know- Carl went into the banking field this February. He's learning more about investing and such. I'm pretty ignorant about these things, so I'm sure lucky to have him. &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/2687519736067928682-2531480667746765488?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2531480667746765488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2531480667746765488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2531480667746765488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2531480667746765488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/carl-passed.html' title='Carl Passed!'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUshrCCad8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/ns7vwm6Kosk/s72-c/banking+cartoon2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-1293938880065795280</id><published>2008-12-17T18:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:42:16.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna see something gross?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUmawUL-zlI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wAW_BRwSKYo/s1600-h/P1000044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280922192911978066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUmawUL-zlI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wAW_BRwSKYo/s400/P1000044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture of Billy's new silver crowns-there are two on opposing back teeth (upper and lower on his right). The doctor was surprised that he didn't have any cavities that required additional attention. He did have sealants put in the deep crevices of his baby teeth. The two in the back were pretty bad with decay and required a baby root canal and then caps. I'll have to monitor his brushing more closely. And you'll be glad to know Billy is now an expert flosser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the procedure, Billy did well. He did wake up pretty upset because mom wasn't there and they put in an IV while he was under anesthetic. He woke up pretty quickly and gulped his apple juice down and then took a little nap. When he woke up we went home and on returning home he threw up all of that apple juice in the staircase. Yuck! He's feeling much more normal tonight and I need to start getting everyone calmed down for bed. Thanks for all of your prayers and concerns. And a special thanks to Carl and our home teachers for the pre-surgery blessing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-1293938880065795280?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/1293938880065795280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=1293938880065795280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1293938880065795280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1293938880065795280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/wanna-see-something-gross.html' title='Wanna see something gross?'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUmawUL-zlI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wAW_BRwSKYo/s72-c/P1000044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-1267190802595903859</id><published>2008-12-15T22:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:30:38.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing Peanuts Catastrophe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUcu4dpKlHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/G8K4nyLn9V0/s1600-h/12-15-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280240635680035954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUcu4dpKlHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/G8K4nyLn9V0/s400/12-15-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First...Let me say that at the time this seemed like a harmless and even remarkable idea. I thought this would be a great way for my kids to have fun in the "snow" without the effects of the freezing cold weather or melting snow and therefore mud outside. When this box arrived I knew it would bring great joy to my children. My kids love large boxes. I underestimated the joy the "snow" inside would bring. Let's just say around here we enjoy Iowa snow and will never again accept Florida "snow" as a substitute. Did you know packing peanuts stick like syrup on the table!?! These things will not go away. They are in the bathtub, the washing machine, the carpet, the sofa, the vacuum, the dog... everywhere. Carl warned me not to allow them to play with the foam vermin, but I laughed it off saying he was being ridiculous and that they should be allowed to have fun... they're children. Wow, am I eating my words. The clean-up will be going on for as long as we live here, no doubt. But (hush, hush) it was a good time. My kids did have great fun. The pictures are worth it. So, just a warning, should you choose to let your children enjoy this kind of good "clean" fun, be ready to find little white fluff for a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-1267190802595903859?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/1267190802595903859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=1267190802595903859' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1267190802595903859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/1267190802595903859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/packing-peanuts-catastrophe.html' title='Packing Peanuts Catastrophe'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUcu4dpKlHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/G8K4nyLn9V0/s72-c/12-15-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7127627742632890025</id><published>2008-12-13T11:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:59:48.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>As I was heating up pizza for myself in the kitchen, the kids were eating corndogs at the table. Billy called out, "Mom?"  and I said, "What?" And then I got a real laugh...&lt;br /&gt;"If you would give me more ketchup please then I would be happily glad."&lt;br /&gt;Hope you smiled today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7127627742632890025?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7127627742632890025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7127627742632890025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7127627742632890025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7127627742632890025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-5305607657370606025</id><published>2008-12-13T07:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T08:13:46.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Carley's New Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUPBAroG-4I/AAAAAAAAAck/S1sxkKGS1RI/s1600-h/12-11-081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279275405663468418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUPBAroG-4I/AAAAAAAAAck/S1sxkKGS1RI/s400/12-11-081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carley and our new friend Lydia had the best time hanging out together the past two days. It has been so fun watching her relate to another girl. She's usually around her two brothers- which sometimes means she must fight to have her way. Lydia just loved for Carley to show her her toys and they were so good at sharing with one another. It was fun to watch them in their pig tails and pacifiers on Thursday. By Friday they were good friends. They both cried when I separated them for nap. Thursday when they "rested" together (because there was no sleeping going on in that room) Carley stroked Lydia's arm in a sweet comforting way. I'll admit it does make me think Carley having a sister would be way fun. Though I'm not ready for another brother- so we're still on hold. Well, that's my post this morning. Sweet girls! Oh MG I can't wait for yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the status report, Carl's got strep... bad! And I woke up with a sore throat again- though manageable, not like the strep. Ian's coughing terribly and Billy is still zonked out sleeping. Carley's doing well this morning- no complaints. A huge box arrived yesterday from my mom and stepdad and brother and wife. It was bigger than the kids. WOW, what a shipping costs, for sure. Lots of great stuff- including a new camera. I'll be playing with that new gadget all day. I'm glad we waited for Carl to open it- he thought to remember that the presents might not be wrapped. He saved the surprise for the kids. They weren't happy to be left out of the opening though. Thanks MOM AND MIKE AND ANDREW AND JACKIE. Can't wait to get the kids reactions on film. Til next time. See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-5305607657370606025?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/5305607657370606025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=5305607657370606025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5305607657370606025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/5305607657370606025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/carleys-new-girlfriend.html' title='Carley&apos;s New Girlfriend'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUPBAroG-4I/AAAAAAAAAck/S1sxkKGS1RI/s72-c/12-11-081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-2993104271019661016</id><published>2008-12-12T09:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:41:12.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Mom School Love Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUKEf8NcqsI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4FADMZ9eH2I/s1600-h/12-11-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278927397504985794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUKEf8NcqsI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4FADMZ9eH2I/s400/12-11-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just another post to say, Mom School's the best! I love having the opportunity to sing with, teach and play with your kids. They are the sweetest and most intelligent little people. We had another fun day and after having such fun- I was a little sorry to be happy with a snow day Tuesday. Sorry MG, I didn't pull the camera out until after Cullan left. I promise to get him good next time. The boys just loved watching the Cars crash on the Cars Track- Jake insisted I put new batteries in it. I was glad I did. The girls went off and did their own thing, though Kate was interested in the cars for a little while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for Girls Night In... it was a great time. I'm so glad Meagan and Melissa could join me. There's still so much food left over. Looks like I don't have to cook tonight :). Meagan and I tried out the homemade facials and Melissa had a warm bubbly foot bath. It was so fun to have my friends over and not to have to worry (too much) about kid intruders. Billy and Ian tried to break the party up, but to no avail. Those that couldn't be there: don't worry, we'll see you next time, I'll try to plan away from the holidays. Thanks again Meagan and Melissa. I really enjoyed your company. Carl's home tonight, so I promise I won't be so lonely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look later for a Lydia post. Carley and her new little friend have been having lots of fun yesterday and today. I'll try to snap some pics too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-2993104271019661016?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/2993104271019661016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=2993104271019661016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2993104271019661016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/2993104271019661016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-mom-school-love-post.html' title='Another Mom School Love Post'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SUKEf8NcqsI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4FADMZ9eH2I/s72-c/12-11-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3016844964900145369</id><published>2008-12-09T20:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:52:08.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>snow day...not a snow day...snow day after all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/ST8uiDfxLUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/B0Ab7GiFxwA/s1600-h/DSCN0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277988450890493250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/ST8uiDfxLUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/B0Ab7GiFxwA/s320/DSCN0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as I got up this morning I just knew it would be called a snow day. I bundled up the kiddos and let them romp in the snow and crash their little feet through the ice sandwiched between snow layers. We had lots of fun and I even got a few pictures- of course they're all overexposed. But then, when we came back inside... to my dismay... 2 hour delay. YUCK. So, I got Billy all ready for school and when I couldn't get the ice off my van I remember Carl's car in the tuck-under garage- he's outta town. I took Billy to school and got him dropped off. Just 2 hours later the school calls. Billy's been coughing and can't stop, they say. Okay, guess I'm off to pick him up. So, I pick him up and ask about the letter I got demanding doctor notes for his absences. I expained that I will not be taking him to the doctor every time he gets a little cough or sniffles. They agreed pleasantly, but warned me that I would need to clear it up with the attendance clerk. BLAH! So, now I have to get the kids' doctor to write a note explaining that Billy has asthma that sometimes requires home maintenance and that he does not need to see a doctor for every attack. Anyhow... it ended up being a fun day with the kids home. Ian didn't seem to miss mom school too much. Billy was bummed to have to come home, but seemed fine to hang out with us. Carley's been coughing too and Daddy called to let us know he's been well medicated today also. Well, here's hoping we're all better soon! I need to plan a fun day for my kids tomorrow- I've been kinda boring lately- all work and no play, ya know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-3016844964900145369?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/3016844964900145369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=3016844964900145369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3016844964900145369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/3016844964900145369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-daynot-snow-daysnow-day-after-all.html' title='snow day...not a snow day...snow day after all'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/ST8uiDfxLUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/B0Ab7GiFxwA/s72-c/DSCN0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-311692776223247901</id><published>2008-12-09T07:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:05:11.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What you've been missing from the Hartson's</title><content type='html'>The Ward dinner was Saturday, so for days before I didn't post because I was too busy freaking out about getting everything ready. The dinner went well. It wasn't terribly well attended- due to sicknesses and families out of town. Also, dinner was 15 minutes late and Santa couldn't come. But I think we have been forgiven of these shortcomings. All in all I thought it was a nice night. Maybe we'll be kept on long enough to give it another try next year. So that was my week through Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I woke up with another sore throat- what gives! We did manage to get to church only to find the heat not working properly. We stayed for sacrament and then everyone was shuffled out. It was a wonderful testimony meeting. I especially enjoyed Bishop Keefe (still bishop to me, can't break the habit) and Sandra's comments. I only wish my children could have been more quiet so we could hear all of you who shared your testimonies. Carl left for Des Moines Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;Monday I ran around to a few stores returning the things we didn't use for the ward dinner so I can turn in receipts. I ended up spending more than I got back from returns. I let the kids shop for Dad for Christmas at the dollar store. I was just giggling at their choices for him. Billy picked gardening tools- yeah like Carl's the gardener. He does mow and rake and shovel, but garden-not so much. Ian chose coffee cups with scriptures written on them- very sweet, but they're cocoa cups at our house and we only drink cocoa a few times a year. Carley chose the most practical gift- bath poufs for shower gel- though I'm sure her choice was only a matter of sensory excitement. Oh well, the kids truly chose their daddy's presents and they were thrilled to wrap them last night. It was such a sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;Last night we also delivered some homemade cookies to a few neighbors while it rained ice. We tried singing too, but the kids had stage fright. It was nice to visit with our kind neighbors. All of them let us into their houses- even with the wet boots and noisy kids. We're lucky to live amongst some wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like today will be a snow day. I have little motivation to leave the house. The snow is swirling outside the window. I know from walking the dog this morning that it's slippery out there. I can't imagine taking my three little ones out in this. Plus, I'm warm and cozy right here, thank you. Maybe I'll work on the photo calendars for my family. Hope you all are doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-311692776223247901?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/311692776223247901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=311692776223247901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/311692776223247901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/311692776223247901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-youve-been-missing-from-hartsons.html' title='What you&apos;ve been missing from the Hartson&apos;s'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7910690419014865295</id><published>2008-12-03T13:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:17:41.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a New Post</title><content type='html'>I am planning a lovely Saturday (the 20th) for my hubby and I to enjoy while my mother-in-law watches our kids. I've planned a ski lesson at Sundown Mountain- by the way they're free through the 21st for first-timers- and hopefully a dinner theatre engagement later that night. Carl has not been entirely supportive of the plan. He seems to think skiing sounds less fun than I thought it could be. He also thinks the dinner/show idea is too expensive. I'm loosing my patience. We don't run away often. Why can't he just give in and let me have my way this time. GRRRR. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7910690419014865295?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7910690419014865295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7910690419014865295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7910690419014865295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7910690419014865295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-for-new-post.html' title='Time for a New Post'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-167893123412850348</id><published>2008-11-30T20:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:41:29.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to surprise and bless</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, my in-laws (Carl's parents) lost their home in the flood this year. Well, we were working on decorating our tree this morning and I couldn't help but think about mom and dad's artificial tree- kept in their basement. They lost so many things in the flood and I didn't want them to be sad about Christmas coming and them not having their decorations. So, I suggested we deliver their Christmas start. We loaded up the kids (too sick for church anyway) into the car and headed in to Cedar Rapids. We remembered to grab a tree base from the basement. And yes, on Sunday, we purchased a Christmas tree. We called Carl's brother and sister who bought ornaments and lights and we all met up before the surprise. Donned with Santa hats and singing Jingle Bells we reached their door and knocked. Their expression was so priceless. It was the best day ever! We put the tree up, put the lights on, decorated it and listened to Christmas music. Then we went to see the house they'll be closing on soon. And we enjoyed chicken noodle soup at Grandma's. It was a wonderful day. So, here's to Christmas and making things merry and bright for others. It was a day I hope my kids never forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-167893123412850348?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/167893123412850348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=167893123412850348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/167893123412850348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/167893123412850348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-to-surprise-and-bless.html' title='A day to surprise and bless'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-7648653391119068271</id><published>2008-11-29T20:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:48:55.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of spelling out loud???</title><content type='html'>Today we learned that Billy is really getting the hang of this spelling/reading thing and that he is becoming a super-observant little booger.&lt;br /&gt;We were in Wal-Mart doing a little shopping-the boring kind (laundry soap, lemonade, etc.), and Daddy said he couldn't wait for the boys to receive a t-o-o-l present from some relatives. Billy then says T-O-O-L and proceeds on sounding out each letter, eventually merging them into towel. Phew and Sigh! We got lucky with that one. I guess our days of spelling out secrets are almost up.&lt;br /&gt;On the housekeeping side of things, Ian got his stitches out today. Carl says Ian didn't even flinch. Carley's had a bit of a fever, but she's doing okay. I only pray she didn't get my strep. Which, by the way, I'm feeling much better. A little tired and ouchy throat, but still much better. The Christmas tree is bare, but it is up. I'll be working on getting the lights on tonight, so we can decorate it tomorrow. Hope you all are having a wonderful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-7648653391119068271?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/7648653391119068271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=7648653391119068271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7648653391119068271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/7648653391119068271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-spelling-out-loud.html' title='The end of spelling out loud???'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-4161654873848511677</id><published>2008-11-28T08:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T08:49:34.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would've thunk it?</title><content type='html'>As if we didn't have enough on our plate lately...&lt;br /&gt;Carley took a huge bite out of Uncle Josh and Aunt Stephanie's brand new coffee table. And as an added bonus, she became our first child to loose a tooth. Ironically enough, we had just counted her 12 pearly whites at our wonderful Thanksgiving gathering with everyone to witness. Then, Carley went and fell into the table. How worried we all were. I, of course, took her straight to the ER with her whole tooth (root included) in a cold cup of milk... just like any good mom would. And they simply said, well, she was bound to loose it anyway. Her new one will come in when she's 5-7 years old. JOY. Thanks. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you see my smiling, you'll know it's because either 1. I'm just so grateful it wasn't worse or 2. I've officially gone crazy from the hazards of my life. I haven't figured out which category to put myself in yet.&lt;br /&gt;UGH! I'm finished, really, I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687519736067928682-4161654873848511677?l=hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/feeds/4161654873848511677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2687519736067928682&amp;postID=4161654873848511677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4161654873848511677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687519736067928682/posts/default/4161654873848511677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hartsonfamily-charity.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-wouldve-thunk-it.html' title='Who would&apos;ve thunk it?'/><author><name>Hartson family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JbIcQXIIkTw/SIiILiRVPKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S9Elbpgd3Dk/S220/DSCN1341.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687519736067928682.post-3247225500137753500</id><published>2008-11-26T21:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:51:11.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Strep</title><content type='html'>This all came on so quickly. I had a low-grade fever after a committee meeting Tuesday night, and all of that night was torture. Who knew that Strep was such a painful and tormenting sickness? I've reached temperatures of up to 103.7 and I've experienced chills where I shook so badly I could barely accomplish a thing. I've been weak and tired. And swallowing, yeah right. It has been a nightmare. Carl asked me if I wanted a blessing tonight and boy did I ever. Right after my blessing the fever left and I slept peacefully. When I woke up, even swallowing was a bit easier. Hopefully the Penicillin will take care of all this quickly. Thanks to NJ for helping me get Ian to his doctor appointment today. Thanks to KN for bringing over dinner and dealing with my dazed looks. And thanks to ML for helping Carl with the blessing. I can't believe what great friends we have here. I'm so grateful to be surrounded by people who care about me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all a HAPPY THANKSGIVING! Guess what... Carl made my pumpkin pies from scratch since I didn't feel well enough too. Isn't that too sweet! 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